BELLA

I scanned the area in a hurry. The quest to locate Carter was long forgotten as the need to locate a toilet overshadowed it completely.

"Are you okay there, Miss Smith?"

A colleague asked, he was clearly concerned about me as I had crouched over with one hand holding my lower belly and the other was on my knee supporting my weight

"I….. I ... I will be fine. Thank…. you." I stammered

Without looking at his face, I made my way towards the general toilet which was very close to where I was. I entered the women's general toilet, chose one of them and sat quickly to ease myself. I didn't even think about bolting the door, after all , it was a woman's toilet. I was safe there.

I let out a breath of relief after emptying my bladder. I used my hand to push my brown waves out of my face as I stood up and walked to the mirror to adjust my hair and suit.

Carter must have made it to the boardroom by now and at the moment, I'm the late one. I should get going or else Aaron won't be pleased with me.

"Hmmm. Just like that baby. Do you know how sexy you are on your knees?" The voice stuttered, groaning in pleasure.

I gasped but I was fast enough to block the noise with my palm. I was shocked to hear a male voice in the women's restroom

.Holy fucking Molly.

"Now I understand why your secretary is possessive of you. Your dick is a nuclear pleasure weapon. You are so big Carter."

A loud gurgling sound followed. A lady must be satisfying the man with a blowjob.

Eww. A blowjob in the women restroom? Who do they think they are?

"Aahhh…."

I almost screamed as realization drew on me. My brain registered the name the woman added to her slutty talk.

Carter!!!!

That whoring bastard!

I'm super grateful to my decision making sense for not wearing heels that day. My flat shoe was making little to no noise which was really helpful as I tiptoed like a cat after an intruding rat.

Would they have heard me coming if I was wearing heels? No. No they wouldn't have, because of their loud groans and moans that had taken over the whole restroom.

I reached the toilet they were in and realized they didn't even bolt the door. They must have been in an hurry to fuck each other brains out. I thought of pushing the door open with a bang but I changed my mind almost immediately. I didn't think I was mentally ready for the scene behind the door, so I knocked lightly like a reasonable person, thinking they would put themselves together and move out. I was so wrong.

"I don't know who you are and I don't want to know but whoever you are, my advice for you is to get lost." The male yelled angrily.

That is definitely Carter. It is him.

How dare he? I had been searching everywhere for that annoying moron.

My anger resurfaced and I slammed the door open with a kick.

"Ouch. Who the fuck are you?"

Carter hallowed in pain. He was standing with his back to the door and the door hit him hard when I kicked it open.

Although he was blocking my view from his cock that was totally hidden in the lady's mouth. I don't know her department nor do I know her personally but I could recognize her as a colleague at work. I must have bumped into her a couple of times.

"Get out at once." I ordered as calm as I could, referring to the lady.

I might just be the personal assistant to the CEO of Lithe Technology or the owner but I still control some aspects in this firm.

The lady released his dick after sucking and gulping what I assume to be his semen loudly, clearly to irritate me. She moved her head from him to see who was ordering her around. I was sure she was ready to tell me to go and rot in hell but the surprise on her face when she saw mine was funny but I was too angry to laugh.

"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry Miss Smith." She straightened up. That gave me the opportunity to scrutinize her office tag.

"I am not done with you yet, Clara. Tell me you aren't leaving because of my dad's loyal low class dog."

Carter said, insulting me and persuading her to stay. He went on to promise her the best fuck of her life if she stays with him.

A loyal low class dog? I was about to snap. Who wouldn't? In Fact I was fuming with anger. My small body has done a great job holding that much and I was just about to release the flame on him but his fuck buddy, Clara, interrupted me.

"Get your hands off me!" Clara snapped at Carter and faced me.

"Please don't report this incident to Mr Dixon. It won't happen again." Pleaded and scurried out of the restroom, adjusting her dress as she goes.

"I'm Mr Dixon dummy." Carter yelled

"You were of no good use anyways. Her blowjob skills are as wack as a granny's." He added under his breath.

My hands were twitching as if they had a mind of their own. The desire to crush his face consumed me but I couldn't because he has a presentation to do and I wouldn't destroy his face before he gets it done. Probably after though.

"You of all people should know that this is a workplace not an hotel where you fuck around Carter." I said harshly through my teeth, disgusted by his gusts.

"Excuse you, who are you to lecture me about how I should behave In my company. Emphasis on the my." Carter replied unapologetically, driving his hand through his shining dark hair.

"And it's Mr Dixon to you crystal." He added, offending me even more.

"Right back at you Carter, the name is Christabella Smith not crystal. I want to believe you are wise enough to know that those names are different." I spelled it out.

He was the opposite of wise. Trust me.

He made an effort to talk but I beat him to it.

"Ahh yes, I know more than enough to say you aren't the owner of this company. Emphasis on the words you aren't, Carter and you have to earn the respect you are asking from me. The meeting in the boardroom might be a good place to start." I said coldly with a smudge look on my face.

Mixtures of emotions flashed through his eyes but they disappeared as soon as they appeared. He attempted to talk again but before he could, I practically dragged the rich spoilt heir to the boardroom. We were more than late.

I don't know what Aaron did to deserve a son like Carter Dixon. The only thing he got from his father is his good looks. The one that gives him an advantage over every woman he wishes to have.

But none of that mattered,I'm not going to let him ruin everything his father and I have worked on for years.

If I have to drag Carter Dixon every day like this, then so be it.