Chapter Two #2
Luis was an amazing chef, and it was a find from Roman.
He actually found it nearly five years ago, and it was not the luxury place it was today.
When he found it, Luis was struggling. The food was amazing, and Roman refused to allow it to die and asked Luis what he needed.
Investment. This was the only restaurant he had ever invested money in.
The moment Luis had the money, the place thrived.
He got a percentage of the profits, a constant reservation, and seeing as he ate here at least three times a week, it was a good investment. The food was worth it.
He was a sucker for good food, and seeing as he hated cooking, having good home-cooked meals at the snap of his fingers was a must. Roman didn’t like to cook, but he preferred home cooking. He was not a man for takeout or fast-food joints.
Carl stopped outside of the restaurant. There were men waiting to take the car, but his driver never lingered, and instead waited for him to leave. Roman didn’t like waiting for others to bring his car. He trusted Carl, and the man had been working for him for over ten years.
With a hand at Abi’s back, they made their way inside the restaurant, which was already busy.
There was not a time Luis’s wasn’t busy.
It was good for business. The man was a machine, and even opted to work Christmas and New Year’s Eve, to have a place for anyone to come.
Luis held formal as well as family events.
The ma?tre d’ spotted him instantly and escorted him to his seat. Roman didn’t allow him to pull out the seat for Abi. This was not the first time he’d brought Abi here. They conducted a lot of business here.
“How is Luis?” she asked.
“Good. Thriving,” he said.
She smiled and picked up the menu. “It’s always so busy here.”
“Do you want to tell me why we couldn’t have this meeting at the office?” he asked. He was more than willing to make small talk once he knew what was on her mind.
Abi nibbled her lip. She always looked so fucking sexy when she was nervous. Especially like this.
“I don’t want to do ... anything in the office,” Abi said. “That is a place of work and to be professional.”
He leaned back in his seat. “You don’t have fantasies of fucking the boss at his desk?”
She took a deep breath, and he saw the image he’d given aroused her. He loved the blush that kept getting deeper. She quickly buried her head in the menu. Roman already knew what she was going to order.
“I’m thinking the meatballs and spaghetti,” she said.
Whenever he brought her here for dinner, it was always the meatballs.
Roman already knew what he wanted. The steak and potatoes, which sounded so basic, but the way Luis did it with a touch of seasoning made his mouth water. The potatoes were slightly fried, with parmesan and mozzarella, and the broccoli was sheer heaven. It was amazing food.
He signaled to the waiter for their order to be taken. Less than five minutes later, they were alone. They had a glass of wine, and Abi was looking everywhere but at him.
“You know, you’re the one that wanted to come here with negotiations in mind. Why don’t you start?”
Abi looked at him. “If I say yes, I don’t want this to affect my work. I love working for you, and if this goes bad between us, I don’t want to risk my job.”
“Would you like me to give it to you in writing?” he asked.
She took a moment, her lips pursed. “Yes.”
“You want me to put down that if we part on bad terms after fucking, your job is secure?”
“Yes.”
Roman smiled. “Consider it done.”
“Also, if this happens, it never happens in the office,” she said. “I don’t want to risk thinking we’re alone, and someone comes in and finds us together. This has to be strictly secret.”
“I can work with that.”
She nodded. “I just don’t want people to think I got this promotion because I was having sex with the boss.”
“Don’t worry, Abi, you got this promotion because I wanted you to have it, and also, you were qualified for the job.” He’d been watching her for a long time, seeing how his previous PA liked to pass jobs on and not complete them. Abi was always thorough.
“You can’t be with anyone else,” Abi said. “When you want to end it because there is someone else, then let’s end it.”
He took a sip of his wine and looked her in the eye. “Agreed.” There was not going to be anyone else. “So, are those all of your demands?”
“Yes.”
“Good, now it’s time for mine. The moment it hits five-thirty, you’re mine. I will not cross that line at work, but you stop being my employee, and you become my woman. This means you do everything I say. Once we leave, your body is mine to do with as I please.”
“But—”
“It’s my turn to speak, and no, I will not hurt you.
You will learn to trust me, and that I have no intention of harming a single hair on your head.
I will cherish every part of you. Understand me, Abi, your pussy, your mouth, and your ass will all become mine.
Nothing will be off limits, and I also want you to get on the pill. ”
“The pill?”
“I will provide the necessary medical forms to show that I’m clean. I want to spill my cum inside you and see it flood your cunt,” he said.
Her mouth fell open. “Do you want the medical forms from me?”
Roman was not about to tell her he had everything he needed. There was no point in scaring her with how detailed he liked to keep an eye on her. “Yes,” he said.
After she discovered Brad cheating on her, she went and got herself tested. He already knew the results of those tests. Everything was negative.
They stopped talking, and the waiter brought their food.
“So, what do you say, can we enjoy each other for the foreseeable future?” he asked, holding up his glass of wine.
Abi held her glass up, but then raised a single finger. “Wait.”
He looked at her.
“I, uh, I don’t ever want to be shared. Not like that girl. I don’t want another man.”
Roman smiled. There was no way he was ever going to allow another man to touch her.
“Agreed.”
They clinked glasses.