"Come over here and sit on daddy's lap"
Joseph had woken up and gotten dressed in a black Versace suit. He rode the elevator from his penthouse to his garage and got into his corvette which he bought after getting out of prison. On his way to the meeting Joseph thought about the smug looks that the investors will have on their faces and he did not feel like answering any questions so he skipped the meeting and went to the club. Now his aunt kept calling his phone
"Baby bring me another drink" said Joseph as Mystique sat on his lap gyrating her hips against his groin. As the waitress was about to take the drink to him she was stopped by a woman dressed in a white suit, hair pulled back and red pumps. She walked over to the booth that Joseph was in and told Mystique to leave.
"What are you doing ? I’m paying good money for this."
"I know you are Mr. Sanchez but a car is on its way to get you. Your aunt wants you at the office."
"How did she know I was here?"
"She called a while ago and I told her you were here."
"A man can't have some privacy, who gave you the right to do that. I am a grown man and I can do what I want."
"You are done Mr. Sanchez and I just got word that your car is outside. You need to leave. "
"How will I get my car?"
"I will have it delivered to your office."
"I will make sure that everyone know that there is no privacy at this establishment and who the hell are you anyway" said Joseph as he was assisted to his car.
"Goodbye Mr. Sanchez."
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