C10 Chapter 9

Freddy Logan POV ¶¶

I scroll on my Instagram page.

"Wow!."

I got eight million followers and they keep growing every day.

I'm not really a fan of social media but the company administration found it very important for me to have one. So I have a page on many trending social platforms, which is been managed by professionals. Though I recently develop some interests for Instagram and I manage my IG account myself.

I keep scrolling, answering a few comments, and posts that I can.

I do this every morning once I reach my bureau It's my early morning routine before starting my busy day. It's a way for me to start the day.

I keep reading,

Then I fall on this striking comment.

I widen my stare as I read it.

"You are such a vibrant and sexy man!."

I read.

Immediately pick up the fixed phone in my office.

"Carol!."

I tell as I call her.

She shudders at my voice as she answers the call.

"Yes, sir!."

And she retorts with her trembling voice.

"Call Nasha's contract off!. Give her all the little bonus attached and I don't ever want to see her around this premise, again!."

With this, I drop the phone without giving her the time to speak.

"But... But..!."

She tries to get but the call is off.

She is frightened by my aggressive tone, anyway, that is how she feels.

Yet she still has the courage to move into my office asking...

Sorry, she doesn't 'move-in' but she barges into my office with a very dumbfounded gaze, asking.

"But, but, sir, you just signed the contract 5days ago... It's not proper. We can't call it off until it expires! and that is in 6six months. Or, unless one has transgressed the rules."

Carol speaks up, with her heart inside her stomach.

"Okay, you need proof."

I shout at her, sending my hand forward.

In fear, she instantly steps backward as I send my hand forward.

"Take a look at this!."

I give her the iPad

She steps forward.

Still trembling as she takes the iPad and read the comment.

She unconsciously smiles as she reads the comment.

"Indeed!. So seductive!."

Carol whispers as she reads.

She whispers in a very low tone that I don't realize it.

From her look, one can understand that she doesn't see anything wrong with the comment.

"Isn't that enough?."

"Sir, it's simply a comment from a fan. And I see thousands of similar comments above!."

Carol retorts with so much confidence.

"It's not any fan, but Sasha's Instagram. And this is against the rules of our contract!. My contract!. So I call the contract off!."

I yell

"Sir, it's just a comment!. And...!"

I don't give her the time to end her opinion.

"Carol, will you shut the hell off and get out of my office."

I am all red now and tired of her stupid complaints.

She immediately keeps calm at my words.

"Now, keep this in your tiny mind. When I give you an instruction, you follow it without any complaints whether you like it or not.

I pay you enough for you to keep your mouth shut. And if you don't like it, you can quit!. Now get out!."

I yell

"Okay, sir!. Sorry, sir!."

Then she scrambled out of the office.

I keep scrolling on my Instagram page.

A few minutes later,

I drop the iPad and I begin the day.

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I am not a masochist or a dominant, in fact, I don't practice any kind of weird sex. But all I know is that I love vigorous, animated sex.

And I sign contracts with my girls, not for BDSM, but just to protect my self from scandals and to protect my legacy from vicious ladies.

I used to dum and naive. I believe in true love. Love without any strings attached to it. Little did I know that love that all this is a game.

Till I was duped by a very sexy and seductive lady. I loved her with all my body and soul and this love altered my judgment.

I nearly put in perish, my dad and granddad, labor in vain.

Since then, I had promised myself never to be duped by any other lady or person and never to fall in love again. Because love makes us foolish and blind.

For me,

I see it's better I pay them on a contract and get what I want.

Once I get bored, I simply change the lady. It's very simple.

No feelings!.

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•• Back to where we ended••

A few hours later,

"Sir, the private jet is ready and your flight is due!."

My secretary announces as she enters my office.

I am busy rounding up with the work my dad gave me.

"Noted!."

I nod.

"Any other thing sir?."

She asks

"No, Carol!. You can leave!."

I exclaim with my head soaked in the files, I'm working on.

With that said, she instantly leaves.

Then, I quickly pick up some documents and put them in my suitcase, with that done, I hurry out of the office.

I stop in front of my secretary who is just by the entrance to my office.

Pointing at my office and on the files on my table.

"Don't forget to take those documents to, my father!."

I insist.

"Okay, sir!."

She nods with a smile

With that said, I rush out of the building.

The driver steps out of the car as he sees me coming from a distance.

"Good morning sir!."

He opens the door and I get into the car.

I just nod at him as I enter the car.

And he rushes back to his seat and he starts the car.

"Sam, Straight to the company's main garage!."

I precise

"Okay, sir!."

Sam nods as he drives.

It's not far from the company.