Natalie Vs. Prince

Fuck. This girl is smart at what she does, isn't she, love?

I look to my right. Nadia is nodding along. She's frowning, but she always frowns.

"In short, based on what you saw from our other departments today, we believe that within the next 90 days we can have a complete image makeover completed for Prince Connor," Natalie says.

Her manager is beaming and smiling. He gets up and shakes her hand.

I give a clap and Natalie jerks her head at me, giving me a nervous smile while her manager George gives me a nod.

Nadia remains quiet.

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"I know we said questions over the day after this," George says, rubbing his hands together. "But you've been in this room for a long time. Why don't we take the meeting over to Oceana for dinner, and then Natalie, what are our post-dinner plans?" George asks, turning to Natalie.

"We have the Phantom of the Opera box seats if the Prince and his Press Officer wish to indulge," Natalie says evenly.

"Sounds fantastic," I say as Nadia scowls. George doesn't know what to make of the Hand of Death that's Nadia standing next to me, so the portly man just nods.

"Great!" he says, too enthusiastically. Let me grab my coat and we'll be on our way.

He opens the door for Nadia and she stalks out and he follows.

Fuck, I didn't realize it, but it's true. George, Natalie's boss, is clearly fixated on Nadia's ass.

He's following it with his fucking eyes.

Natalie is standing there in the conference room, looking at me.

Eventually she makes for the door as well.

Not so fucking fast, love.

I increase my pace and catch up to her and before she can cross the threshold, I put my arms on her shoulders and whisper into her ear.

"I told you that you could trust me, love," I whisper hoarsely into her ear. "Like I said, I didn't do anything while you were on the clock."

Natalie trembles slightly. I can tell she's excited.

"But now is when the fun starts, love," I whisper gently.

And I quickly lick her neck.

Then I let her go.

She's trembling with desire as she walks away. I can fucking tell.

This is going to be so much fucking fun tonight.

11

Natalie

Okay, I need to be honest with you, hun.

There's a part of me that was expecting Connor to begin zapping me with his remote the moment I stuck the bullet...up there.

Sure, I fiddle with it for a little bit throughout the day, but can you imagine just being laid out and exposed like that and not knowing when it's going to come?