Page 3 of Dark Seduction

It appeared I loved Daniel more.

Chapter 3

Cole

Imanaged to cleanmyself, and hoped that no one noticed I’d just come from being on my knees sucking my partner’s dick. Although I wouldn’t be the first man who’d made love to his partner because of this insatiable sexual desire for the one they loved.

I’m a man and I supposed it went with the territory, like all other things attributed to men with a healthy libido.

Nevertheless, when I strode through the doors with my head up, hoping no one noticed anything out of the ordinary, like being late and this calmness running rampant through my body. I could tell the frustrated men and they were straight. There were few lawyers in this office who were gay. How did I discover this? Well, word got around. People talked, and especially the PAs and secretaries.

Perhaps it’s from bragging about their bosses, and their letting it slip about the ones who weren’t interested in women, or men. Maybe they preferred working for a certain type of men or women. Perhaps the ones who didn’t ask too much of them. For example, no late nights where it took them from their families. Or the ones who stated that they had to get home to their partners. Nevertheless, people talked.

If the men in this office were hiding in the closet or their preferences, which didn’t affect my life, kept their opinions to themselves, I was happy with that as long as no one shared their opinions on being gay or straight with me.

However, I would be forced to tell them to fuck off and take it up with the company if they had the balls to tell me personally.

Max’s firm was great at having a no tolerance for anyone who didn’t respect another’s rights to privacy, or those who selected a particular person to love. That was the main reason I chose to work for him. He knew the entertainment business was lathered with men and women who were questionable at most. After all, these were creatives and entertainers, and everyone who sought their services had a certain amount of drama in their lives, but the problem was their drama was out there on social media for the world to analyze, dissect, and give their opinions.

That was why they came to Max, and he employed men like me.

When I strolled into my office, very late, I had met my secretary previously when I took time off from lying in Daniel’s arms all day and night, getting out of bed just to walk the dogs who would be living part time between Ryan’s apartment, and Sidney who had been holed up in my new apartment with my friend. That was until we could get someone in to take care of them and us.

My secretary Abbey was a perfect match for me. It had been a match made in heaven as they said. I took the time to tell her what I expected, and she did as well. I didn’t like people telling me what I should do, especially if I hadn’t asked their opinion, until I could trust that they knew their job. Because after all, everything fell on me and my ability to make the right choices and decisions.

Working with Max and the workload he’d given me and tested me in many ways, and raised my confidence, I was capable of doing the jobs he’d set before me. It was his firm, and he didn’t become the highest-paid law firm in New York and LA by hiring idiots. I might have been an idiot for a lot of things, but never when it came to securing my position in his firm.

Abbey had been a professional from the day she was assigned to me. She came to work early, worked late if I asked her, and she didn’t invest her time in gossip, or hang around at the ‘watercooler’ engaging in ‘office gossip’ as the saying went. My mantra was “leave me alone to do my job, and I’ll leave you alone,” and Abbey knew this instinctively because of her age and life’s experience. In other words, she’d been at this far longer than me.

I swung open the door into my office with a song in my heart and one on my lips. It was a great morning, because I’d just given the love of my life a blowjob, and he’d promised me something tonight, and I looked forward to it with an open mind, and a hard cock. I closed the door to wait for my first client of the day when a professional knock came on my door.

When I opened it, there stood my boss from LA, Max, and this gorgeous-looking young man about my age.Where the fuck have I seen him before?I quietly questioned, mesmerized by his stunning face.

Then it hit me as Max sauntered past me with a stern look, and sat across from my desk. Still unable to speak because I’d been mesmerized by his good looks. We stood eye to eye and the young dude smiled, and asked, “Do you think I could sit too. That is, when you get that shocked look off your face. I get that a lot.”

What an arrogant and cheeky bastard, I thought.

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