Bob's Pov
"Happy Christmas honey,how is your boss making you work on Christmas?,.....by the way, please remember to Venmo the money for your dad's medication,that old fool is almost at the brink of death" ...that was the problem with my mom,she never calls unless she wants to ask for something,I'm just like a bank where she hopes to withdraw a supposedly saved up cash.
"Mom,I think I sent you some money last week?" I asked
"Bob don't be like that,the money you sent was for groceries, your dad is sick,he needs medication okay?, after all we have done for you,this is the least you could do, I'll be waiting" She said as she disconnected the call.
I had no money on my, she'd have to wait though, I'm not going to kill myself over an absent father.
I slept throughout the flight to Madrid, waking up only on intervals for snacks on the flight. It was my first time in business class.
On arrival I was met with a motorcade which drove me to the Santa Mauro hotel,...everywhere smelt like luxury.
"Mr Baxter said to inform you to be ready for dinner by 7,a car will be here to pick you up"the hotel porter said.
It was already half past five,I had less than two hours to get ready for the said dinner.
I hurriedly unpacked,freshened up and got
dressed in the tuxedo I used for my call to bar ceremony. It was the only piece of nice clothing I have .
At 6:40 ,the porter informed me that the car had arrived, 'wait a minute,I knew the Baxter's were rich but did this man send a Lamborghini to pick me up?' I thought to myself.
"Good evening sir"the driver greeted me as I got into the car.
"Do you by chance know where we're going?" I asked out of curiosity, Williams' words were steadily ringing in my head .
"Palace de lu mont,The Baxter's country home" he replied.
So William was right, there was no business trip,was I being kidnapped to satisfy his sexual urge?.
"Wait a minute,you said country home,how do the Baxter's have a country home in Spain when they're British?"
"It seems this is your first time in Spain?"he asked with a smile which looked like mockery .
"Yeah, I guess"
"That's alright lad,the Baxters come from a lineage of Spanish royalty,Mr Richard's mom was in fact a princess royal and sister to the late king,the only British blood in Mr Richard is that of his father, besides,it's no biggie to be British and also have a home in Spain" he replied, it was easy to read the pride in his face,he must really think I'm a dumbass .
I kept to myself until we arrived at the palace de lu mont.I was marveled by the edifice which stood before me,the mansion was adorned with gold and marbles,the palace ground gracefully adorned with rose.
"Welcome " a man dressed in a suit, probably the butler ushered me into the palace.
He walked me to the dining hall,Mr Richard was standing adjacent to the table, probably waiting for me ,his looks had me transfixed. As I walked closer to the dining hall,I couldn't take my eyes off him. I tried to remind myself that he was my boss but his looks engulfed my thoughts. He wore blue jeans that clamped to his skin, showcasing his muscular thighs ,a white sweater and blue jacket.This was the simplest i have seen him look. And for a man in his fifties he does clean up well.
I felt a bit overdressed,who the hell asked me to put on a tuxedo?.
"Oh you're here, welcome Bob" his face lightened up when his eyes met mine.
He motioned me to sit beside him.
"Please help yourself,the cooks made a special Christmas recipe, I'm sure you'll like it" he said,his hands gently patting my legs .
What was he trying to do?Looking at him alone was almost giving me a boner.I might not be able to control myself if he tries anything.
"So how are you liking it at work?I heard you secured a big acquisition deal for us,huh?"He asked with a smile.
"I'd say okay,just that I haven't had much time to get to the other staff, and the deal was with help though"
"Help?, William's?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Well not just his, Lawrence helped out too" I replied sharply.
"Alright then, just make sure you get them to retain us as their primary law firm,I wouldn't want them running off to another firm when this deal is over " His countenance had changed,I no longer felt the warmth that was in the room when I stepped in.
We were done with dinner,I was searching for the words to excuse myself and return back to my hotel when he suddenly stood up" Follow me" he said as made his way upstairs.
I followed him into a bedroom which seemed like his,the bedroom was bigger than the entire apartment I lived in with me Mike.
He shut the door and turned to me,our eyes locked together,"you said something earlier at the office, something about your love for me ,how true is that?"
"Uhm,I_I meant what I said sir" I was trying to find the words,I already have a boner,but what was actually happening?,I could swear he hated me a day ago,where was this coming from?
"So what's the deal between you and my son?" He questioned,his hands slowly moving from my waistline down to my dick.
"Fuck,he_he" I was trying to focus but his touch was so sensual that all I could think of at the moment was sex.
"What are you saying boy?" He questioned as he forcefully grabbed my ass and pushed me closer to him.
"Fuck me "