The Proud Boss Lady.

Chapter 1: 1

Soraya sat on her lazy chair with her two-piece swimsuit on hugging her at the right places. She was

born into a rich family and a spoilt princess as well. There was nothing daddy dearest wouldn't do for

her at her beck and call.

This got into her head making her proud and pompous with no ounce of respect for anyone. Despite all

this, she was a good businesswoman and so her dad had no worries leaving his empire to her.

Her dating life? Well, that was non-existent. She claimed dating and commitment was a waste of time

and resources. She was rather interested in one night stands and then nothing more. Just to satisfy

herself and then she was back to her daily lifestyle.

“Hey Soraya, I've got some D for you." Her best friend Nichole said as she answered her call.

“Good morning to you too Nichole, and where?" She asked interested. It had been a while she last had

sex.

“Tonight, Phebe Reborn NightClub, 9 pm," Nichole added.

“Alright, I would be there. " She said as Nichole dropped the call.

She lived in New Jersey, Jersey City to be precised. Her father's empire was one of the largest in the

city.

She got off the chair and headed into her 2M dollar mansion. Since it was her off-day, she just wanted

to relax and get some D if possible.

She walked into her huge walk-in closet. She wanted an outfit to wear for her spa appointment. She

spotted a tiger print body-hugging dress.

She walked into her garage to pick a car she would drive to the spa. She didn't need Zed's services

today since it was her day off from work.

“Hey, Freya," Zed said as he entered the office. It was his day off so he decided to come bug, Freya.

“Hey, lover boy." She teased as he sat on her plush couch.

“What are you working on?" Zed asked as he got up to see her latest designs.

“With winter and Christmas coming up, I'm creating a new clothing line." She told him as he poked her

cheekbones, earning a glare from her.

“That's nice." He said taking her cup of hot chocolate and drinking from it.

Soraya parked her car in front of the Spa saloon and headed into the place as if she owned it.

“Is Lyle around?" She asked. Lyle was the owner of the Spa and gay. He was the only one Soraya

made touch her body, for a massage.

“Yes, Ma'am." The receptionist pointed at him as she walked towards him.

“Hey girl, here for you body to be taken care of?" He asked her chewing gum.

“Of course Lyle, I got a big night." She said from the changing room where she was getting undressed

and ready for the massage. She emerged from the room with a towel secured around her.

She was a natural beauty, no surgeries done to any part other body. She felt relaxed as soon as Lyle's

hands worked magic on her body, instantly relaxing her. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

After her body massage, she went for facials, medicure and lastly pedicure.

“Thank you for your wonderful services, Lyle." She said paying him and tipping him as usual, anytime

she came the tip was larger than the previous time.

“Have fun tonight babe!" He called after her as he walked into the Spa.

“Hey, bitch!" Nichole called as she spotted Soraya at the VIP lounge.

“Hi, girlfriend." She responded blowing kisses in the air.

“You look stunning," Nichole said drinking in her friend's outfit.

“I always do." She proudly muttered.

“You my friend look good as well." She complimented Nichole.

“Let's go get some D!" Nichole exclaimed as they headed to the bar to order drinks and to check out

sexy men.

“Hey, beautiful." A handsome man whispered in Soraya's ear making the hair on her neck stand.

Nichole was flirting with another man somewhere on the dance floor.

“Hi." Her voice came out a little pitchy.

“You look gorgeous tonight." He said to her.

“Thank you, I get that a lot." She flipped her hair at him.

The man licked his lips drinking her outfit in. Soraya was on her third drink and a little tipsy. She got off

her stool as she stood in front of the sexy man.

“How 'bout we take this upstairs." She trailed her finger down his chest. There were rooms on the first

floor and second floor of the night club.

“I would love that." The man said as he guided her up the stairs. There were loud sounds of moans

coming from other rooms. The first floor was for commoners and the second-floor for VIPs.

Soraya kept her clutch safe in one of the drawers she didn't need anyone stealing from her tonight.

“Now, where were we?" She asked taking off her blouse as she needed the man. She grabbed his

zipper and started giving him a bj as the man moaned into the night.

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Zed wiped the sleep off his eyes and checked the time as it read 12:30 am. A call had woken him up

from his sleep and he knew it was his boss's.

“Hello, Soraya." He yawned.

“Pick me up at Phebe Reborn Nightclub, come with a cab the car is here." She instructed as she hung

up.

Ah, one of her wild nights again. Zed thought to himself as he wore decent clothes and headed out.

Soraya and Nichole stood outside the club waiting for Zed. They had both had a fun time and decided

to head home since they had work in a couple of hours.

“That was the best D, I ever had." Soraya testified as she giggled.

“You always say that." Nichole hiccuped

“But, I'm serious, it's far by the best." She laughed as Zed came out of the cab spotting them.

“Here." She threw him the keys as he helped both of them into the car driving them to Soraya's house.

She looks sexy in that outfit. Zed wondered to himself driving on. Both of them had fallen asleep that

meant he had to carry them into the house. In no time, he was in front of her house. He carried Nichole

first into the guest room and helped her change into more decent clothes.

The then carried his boss into her room, helped her change and then put her to bed. She held on tightly

to his arm as she fell asleep. He gently pulled his hand out and replaced it with his pillow. He kissed her

temple and walked out to his room.

She had given him a room to stay , in her house. He only went home when he was on his off days.