Chapter 39 It's Not Enough For Me
By Alejandro
I told Omar I'd see him at our usual restaurant.
"What happened to you?"
"She wasn't feeling well, and I realized I want to have a child with her."
"You're completely crazy."
"I want to dominate her, make her depend on me for everything, even breathing. She loves me, I'm sure of that now, but that's not enough to have her at my feet."
"You're obsessed."
"No, it's just a whim."
"You want to have a child on a whim?"
"No... and she didn't want to do anything because she wasn't feeling well."
He looked at me, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't care about anything, I wanted her."
"Ale... I don't know what to say to you anymore. If it's not obsession, then you're in love."
"No, it's not that. I just have an intense desire for her. It's a fire, and I want to consume it."
"Calm down, you'll get her again."
"In the meantime, tonight I'll take two women, and tomorrow she'll see she's not that important. I'll ask her to send them a gift, I won't be the only one feeling bad."
"Why are you feeling bad?"
I stopped to think.
I really don't know.
"Ale..."
"I don't know, she's the first woman who resisted me."
"You already had her."
"That's not enough."
"If you try being her boyfriend, you'll probably get what you want."
"No, I won't pretend to be her boyfriend and let her think she owns my life."
"Then move her to another department or fire her, like we always do."
"I'm not going to fire her, she's perfect... as a secretary."
He smirked but said nothing.
I left with two young women.
They were really skilled, but... I missed the passion of my beautiful secretary.
The next morning, when she entered my bedroom, she smiled at me in that distant way that annoys me so much.
"Ladies, you need to leave."
With her usual politeness, she escorted them out of my bedroom.
She changed the sheets and arranged my clothes. When I came out of the shower, she was gone.
She was waiting for me in the kitchen.
Her coffee tasted like heaven, as did her toast.
She tied my tie, and smelling her scent took me to the sky, but when I saw her sad little face, I felt like a jerk.
However, she smiled when she realized I was looking at her.
It wasn't a sincere smile, more like a gesture she only makes for me.
In the car, we went over my schedule, and everything seemed normal. But I knew nothing was normal. I was dying to have her, and she supposedly loved me, but there was an ice wall between us.
Emi was starting in the new office.
Valeria and I stopped by the office where Emi would work before heading to our building.
They hugged, and I overheard Emi discreetly asking her what was wrong. Vale smiled and seemed to be holding back tears.
It's for the best, being apart. Maybe that way I'll forget what this woman makes me feel.
We introduced Emi to all the staff, even the directors.
We met with the directors and managers of each hotel. Omar was there, and of course, my secretary.
I noticed several managers eyeing the two women.
"Emi has our full support. Keep working as you have been. I remind you that we don't want prostitution in or near the hotels."
"Emi, you're the owner. What do you say?"
"I agree with Alejandro and Omar. I wouldn't like to fire someone for not following the rules."
We were surprised by her response.
"You're very young. You'll have to listen to us a lot to avoid mistakes," one of the managers said.
"For you, I'm Licenciada Emilia Gainza. My age doesn't concern you, and don't forget I have the full support of my friends Omar and Alejandro."
"I'm sorry."
"That's more like it. Gentlemen, don't think you can walk all over me just because I'm young and a woman. I don't mind letting someone go. I don't know you, I have no commitment to any of you. If you want to keep your job, just work properly."
Everyone fell silent.
Valeria had a grin from ear to ear.
I got lost in her smile.
"You all know Emi is our friend, and we vouch for her as we do for ourselves. Reports will go to the two general directors, and they'll pass them to Emi. I wouldn't like to waste my time in a meeting because you don't understand how to work."
They assured us everything would stay the same.
"You know some of my friends will be visiting the hotels, and I don't want to see any ladies offering services linked to my hotels. I'll be testing you continuously."
I enjoyed how she threatened them.
"What's your degree in?" one of the directors asked.
"A degree in business administration. I'm studying to become an accountant, and I suppose I'll continue with law. Don't think that because I'm young and beautiful, I'm stupid."
They all left in respectful silence.
One of the managers approached Valeria.
"Are you one of the owners too?"
"I'm Alejandro Zalco's secretary."
"We could go out for a drink and get to know each other, maybe in one of the premium rooms."
Valeria looked at him with disgust.
"Do you really think that with those words, a woman like me would pay attention to you?"
"You're with Alejandro, aren't you?"
"Exactly, I'm his secretary."
"Secretary?"
"I find it disrespectful what you're asking Valeria. Address her as you would address me, or you'll be out of a job."
I said, without thinking.
"You're not the owner anymore."
This one will be the first to go.
I thought.
"If you don't respect women, I don't want you in my company. You're fired for harassment. You'll receive your termination notice."
Damn, this girl is tough.
I was furious because that jerk had approached Valeria.
"I didn't harass you."
"No, not me. You harassed Valeria, Alejandro's secretary, in my office. If you do that here, I can't imagine how you treat the cleaning staff or the girls in administration. I'll personally ask them."
"You're the owner and you go personally?"
"Yes, I'm the owner and I do what I want."
He started to argue like a child, and Omar intervened just in time.
After repeating that she had our support, I told him never to mess with my secretary.
Obviously, he'll get the termination notice.
Each manager returned to their office in the hotel, and each director to theirs. The four of us stayed.
"Emi, you did a great job putting him in his place, but when you said you do what you want, you sounded more like a little girl than the businesswoman you're supposed to be."
Omar said.
I thought she was going to snap back, but instead, she apologized, blushing.
"Don't worry, I'll teach you everything you don't know."
Omar replied, winking at her.
"I'll see you in the office."
I told Omar and left with Valeria.
I hope he doesn’t scare her off with his first advance.
I think he’ll have to take it slow.
I don't understand it, women usually fall at our feet, and it seems Emi is going to reject Omar, just like Valeria rejects me.
Although I've had Valeria a few times, she's distant now.
She knows she's disrespected because as my secretary, everyone thinks she's just another fling, except within our company, where they gradually understood she was just my secretary.
Omar told me that Emi asked him if she had the authority to fire someone in situations like the one that happened in the office. Of course, Omar said yes, if absolutely necessary, but to discuss it with him first.
They agreed he would come by the next day to brief her on some issues.
Their relationship slowly progressed, and they're almost friends now.
I don’t see it as very convenient.
I notice that without having slept with her, he mentions her a lot.
Although we continue to go on tours as usual, we call it a tour when we go to the same restaurant and come back with company.
Valeria keeps pulling girls out of my bed several times a week, and we almost have no physical contact, except when she puts on my tie.
I thought that would help distance the deep desire I feel for her.
It’s not working, and I don’t understand it. It’s a matter of finding her vulnerable again and sleeping with her until I get it out of my system.
She made my breakfast, and the toast she makes tastes delicious, just like the coffee.
While putting on my tie, I couldn’t take it anymore and took her in my arms, couldn’t stop kissing or touching her. I want her to be mine.
"I just pulled a woman out of your bed, I don’t know what you expect."
She said seriously, though she didn’t seem angry, more sad, and she didn’t raise her voice in her complaint.
"I expect to spend a night with you."
"That’s not going to happen, I don’t like promiscuity."
Still serious. Is she asking for exclusivity?
That’s not going to happen, even though I’m crazy about her, because exclusive, I’m not for anyone... but I want her to be exclusively mine.
I feel that if I give exclusivity, I’ll end up being her slave. I’m not suicidal.
No matter how perfect Valeria is, she’s not going to have me at her feet. She’s the one who should be at mine.
Damn, I just want to have her for a few days, not take her out of my bed and then...
I don’t know what will happen next. I couldn’t stand waking up in the morning and not seeing her.
I wouldn’t change her department, no way, I need to see her, hear her, watch her when she comes or goes. It’s the same, she’s perfect from any angle.
I need to smell her hair and her other scent...
I still have her panties on my nightstand.
I can’t think about her for two minutes straight, because I’ll beg her again to be mine.
In the car, I tried to focus on work, going over my schedule for the day.