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“Just like that,” Melissa confirms with a smile in her voice. “Mr. Ivanov was very impressed with your qualifications. Are you able to start on Monday?”

Hell yes.

Chapter 5

Lev

Dalia's on her knees before me, looking up with those gorgeous, chocolate-brown eyes that make me want to melt.

A smile spreads across her face, and I can see she's ready to please me.

"What would you like, sir?" she asks, her voice soft and inviting.

"Put your mouth on me.”

She complies, leaning in and slowly licking the tip of my cock, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Her tongue is warm and wet, teasing me just enough before she takes my length into her mouth, enveloping me in a hot, tight embrace.

The sight of her, so eager and submissive, only fuels my desire, and I can’t help but let out a satisfied groan.

Her eyes never leave mine as she pleasures me, her mouth working skillfully over my cock. She licks and sucks with an exquisite rhythm, her tongue swirling around the tip before taking me deeper.

Every now and then, she pays special attention to my balls, gently sucking and licking them, sending waves of pleasure radiating through my body.

"That's it," I groan, my voice husky with desire. "I want to watch you drink every last drop of me."

She nods, her eyes full of determination and lust as she takes me back into her mouth, her movements becoming more urgent. I can feel the tension building, my release imminent.

But just as I'm about to reach the peak, a door opens and closes, snapping me back to reality. I blink, the fantasy dissolving as I take in my surroundings.

My eyes shift to the sprawling view of downtown Chicago before me. I take a moment to focus, banishing thoughts of Dalia from my mind. I've been thinking about her a lot, too much, in fact.

But it's hard not to fantasize about those full lips, those plump breasts, the sensual, olive complexion of her skin.

I turn, coming face-to-face with Sean Winter, the vice president of marketing. "Sean," I greet him with a firm handshake.

"Mr. Ivanov," he replies, his tone respectful.

More people filter into the conference room, filling it with a low hum of chatter. I straighten my tie, feeling the weight of my responsibilities settling onto my shoulders. Once everybody is seated, I clear my throat, commanding the room's attention.

"Is everyone ready to begin?" I ask.

Heads nod, and the room falls silent, all eyes on me. Time to focus on business, to push aside distractions and get things done. The company needs my full attention, and that's exactlywhat it's going to get.

I begin the meeting.

"Let's start with a review of our second quarter performance. Our investments in green tech and healthcare have shown a steady increase, contributing significantly to our overall growth. However, we need to address the underperformance in our retail sector. Sean, I need you to present a strategy for revitalizing those assets."

As Sean launches into his presentation, I can’t help but become distracted yet again by images of Dalia flashing in my mind. Her full lips, her tight pussy, the way she writhed beneath me—it’s hard to focus.

I force myself back to the present as Sean finishes. "For the third quarter, we’re looking at expanding our portfolio in renewable energy. The market trends indicate a strong potential for growth, and I believe we should capitalize on that."

Heads nod in agreement but my mind keeps wandering. Dalia, on her knees, looking up at me with those chocolate-brown eyes.

Damn it. I grip the edge of the table, trying to banish the thoughts.

"Additionally," I say, trying hard to keep my voice steady, "we need to streamline our operations in the logistics sector. I've noticed some inefficiencies that are costing us valuable time and resources. Let's focus on tightening those processes."

I power through the meeting, giving each segment the attention it deserves, but the lingering thoughts of Dalia make it difficult. By the time we wrap up, I’m mentally exhausted, but at least I managed to maintain my composure.

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