"Mr. Victor, can you tell us more about the presentation you're about to begin?"A mature woman in a slim dress lifted her microphone, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Victor adjusted his pace as he walked toward the building entrance. With a lazy smile, he slid his black sunglasses down just enough to reveal his sharp, dark eyes.
"You'll find out soon enough, beauty," he replied smoothly, giving her a wink before striding past.
The two bodyguards trailing behind him quickened their steps to follow, while the woman froze in place, watching his back retreat into the building. Her cheeks flushed pink.
"Ahh~ so handsome…" she whispered, giggling dreamily.
"Sir, this way."An elderly man in a white lab coat rushed over, a clipboard clutched tightly in his hands.
Victor greeted him with casual familiarity. "How's it going, Doc? The project's ready, right?"
He tugged at his cuffs, rolling his sleeves up to reveal lean, muscular forearms.
"Boss, it's ready."The doctor's voice trembled with excitement, his wrinkled hands clenching the clipboard as though he could barely hold back from jumping in joy.
"Haha, you did a great job," Victor praised, running a hand through his dark hair with effortless confidence. "After this, the world will know your name, Doc."
The old man shook his head quickly. "You must be joking, Boss. Without you, none of this would've been possible. You were the one who believed in me."
Click.
The steel doors ahead unlocked with a hiss. Victor placed a reassuring hand on the doctor's shoulder as they opened.
"I believed in you," he said with a smirk, "because I saw your potential."
With that, he strode forward, his polished shoes echoing against the gleaming floor, while the doctor followed behind with nervous yet eager steps.
Victor pushed open the office door and stepped inside. His brow lifted in mild surprise.
A woman in a fitted suit sat gracefully on the leather sofa, one leg crossed over the other. The top buttons of her blouse were undone, revealing the soft swell of her cleavage. Her skirt rode up dangerously high, the hem barely hiding her femininity.
"Amanda," Victor drawled, shutting the door behind him. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the lounge, preparing for the presentation?"
Amanda chuckled softly and rose from the sofa. Her heels clicked against the floor as she catwalked toward him, hips swaying deliberately with every step.
Victor smirked when her delicate hand pressed against his chest. Without hesitation, she began undoing the buttons of his shirt, one by one.
"Hoh…" Victor's eyes glinted with amusement. His hand shot out, gripping her waist firmly and yanking her against him.
"Ahhn~!" Amanda gasped, a shiver escaping her lips as her breasts pressed tightly against his hard, muscular chest.
"Victor…" Amanda's voice trembled with heat.
Victor silenced her with a sudden kiss, his lips crashing onto hers. His right hand slid down, resting firmly on the curve of her buttocks, squeezing possessively.
"Mmmhn~" Amanda moaned lewdly against his mouth, her body arching into his. Her eyes clouded with lust as she felt the hard bulge straining against Victor's trousers press against her stomach.
"You're as beautiful as always, Amanda," Victor murmured between kisses, his voice low and teasing. His tongue traced a slow line along her cheek, leaving her shivering under his touch.
Her hips instinctively pressed forward, grinding against the hard bulge straining in his trousers. A soft whimper escaped her throat as the heat grew between them.
Amanda's trembling hand slid inside her half-open blouse, pushing the fabric aside as her fingers caressed the firm muscles of his chest.
The warmth of his body, the scent of his cologne, and the sheer dominance in his presence made her knees weak.
BOOOOOOM!
Before Victor could react, his vision darkened. The last thing he saw was fire swallowing the building in a blinding flash.
…
Breaking News!
A beautiful news anchor appeared on-screen, her tone grave yet professional.
"Vick Doom Corporation, led by its famously young and charming CEO, has suffered a devastating tragedy. Reports confirm that the company's latest project exploded during a presentation, killing the chairman, Victor Doom."
She paused, pressing her lips together before continuing.
"Authorities claim the cause of the disaster was a critical mistake made by an employee. Further investigation is still underway…"
...
Gasp!
Victor clutched at his throat, dragging in deep, ragged breaths. His cloudy vision slowly began to clear, though his chest still burned as if fire lingered inside him.
A crimson glow filled his sight, bathing everything in red. He squinted against the light, confusion twisting his features.
"Hah… haha… is this hell?" he muttered hoarsely.
As his vision sharpened, the first thing he saw made his words catch in his throat.
A woman stood before him, her back turned, swaying lightly to slow, sultry music. She wore nothing but a lacy black bra and matching panties, her flawless skin on display beneath a sheer net robe that reached her ankles.
The fabric barely hid anything, every curve, every seductive line of her body was laid bare beneath the glow of the lights.