3 chapter 3

Leaving the company, Addam thought about that woman in the advertisement. She was a beautiful woman with large breasts and thick, shapely legs. She appeared to have had surgery to put silicone in her breasts and also appeared to be working out. This woman had the perfect body.

Bridgett was known as the most beautiful and perfect dominatrix in that agency. The company received thousands of calls and e-mails asking for her services. However, unlike those masochistic men, Addam wanted to dominate that woman. He wanted to see that dominating little face become submissive to him.

Addam went to the elevator and pressed to go to the first floor. And then he picked up his cell phone. He went straight to check his messages and realized that there was a message from his friend and president of the company he was in.

" 'Bridgett Yvette's number:"

And, after that message, there was a number. It was her phone number.

Addam stared at that set of numbers on his cell phone until the elevator reached the first floor. He thought about what kind of message to send her.

However, he realized that the elevator arrived on the second floor. He could stand there, staring at that number all day. But he had services and things to do.

So he got out of the elevator and went to his car. A luxurious $100,000 Ferrari. Addam had many successful companies. However, he had a secret service: he worked for the Mexican Mafia and earned rivers and rivers of money with this work. If the police found out about his little secret, he could spend many years in jail. And that automobile he was in was bought with the money he "earned" in the mafia.

He sat in the driver's seat and started to drive towards one of his companies, the soundtrack company.

While driving, Addam put a song on the radio of his car. Luckily, rock music was playing, his favorite music. Then, listening to his music, he began to remember her: Alice Millers.

She was a young girl, but very beautiful. However, she was the opposite of Bridgett. She had a delicate body, small hands, and an angelic face. Her skin was pink and her hair was blond. She looked like an angel.

However, she had a defect. She was not one hundred percent submissive as he wanted. Addam only married her because she was rich and her father had a very successful toy company. He planned to wait until she inherited the company from her father and convince her to put it in her name and thus steal all the money from the Miller Family company. And his plan was more than successful, Addam not only stole the company for himself but also killed Alice's entire family out of sheer sadism. Afterward, he abandoned her in a forest to die.

He, remembering all this, smiled grimly. To see that expression of fear and anguish on the face of his "dead" wife, to smell the blood of the Miller family, and to have all the money from the former successful company in his account... It warms Mr. Smith's heart. Best of all, the police are not even suspicious of him. Yes, he was considered a suspect, but the authorities didn't have enough evidence to incriminate him, so they got off his tail.

So, after many minutes of driving, Addam finally arrived at his company's building. It was modern, with some plants at the entrance, which gave it a welcoming feel. The building had 30 floors, and his office was on the top floor.

He got out of his car and called for Paco Jamies (one of the janitors) to park his car. He put the key to his convertible into his employee's hands.

"Park it straight, Mr. Jamies. This is worth more than your life," said Addam, mocking his employee and, in the end, giving a devilish laugh worthy of a cartoon villain.

"Yes, sir," said Paco.

Then the employee ran towards the convertible and parked it in a very safe place.

Meanwhile, Addam enters the company and goes straight to his office.

The man sits in his chair and turns on his computer, to see his bank balance, his company's situation, his sales? In short, to see if everything is in order.

Luckily, everything was perfect. So, without much to do at the moment, Addam picks up his cell phone and goes straight to the chat room where his conversation with his friend from the adult site company is.

He looks at that number, Bridgett's number. He thinks about sending a message to that woman. But for the first time, Addam doesn't know what to do.

What kind of message to send?

Maybe a "Hi, how are you?" No, not the kind of message a woman like Brid would like to receive. So, without many options, Addam types something into his message chat:

"Hey, Brid. Are you free tonight?"