Love or Sexual Attraction

"My life is so messed up" Carl thought

He dropped by the office to pick up some paperwork he wanted to look into at night, only for Floral to show up and start spitting rubbish about he getting married in two weeks, she stomped out and that's when he saw a sight of Melanie, standing by the door.

He wanted her to come in and hold his hands, but she didn't.

She went to her office and he was not sure what she was doing there, he was not sure how much of the conversation she heard.

He stood outside her office and heard her sobbing.

He did not know if he should leave her alone or go in and console her.

He was having his own troubles but he could not just leave her in pain.

He entered and she was giving him excuse of having something in her eyes.

When he held her as she cried, his heart broke into a million pieces. He did not do love, so he was sure he did not love her, but he cared about her.

They had nerves releasing sex, and it was as he poured his seed into her did he came to the realization that he did not wear a condom.

He was not scared of sexual infections because he was sure she was not seeing anyone else, he was just concerned that she could get pregnant, but as they lay on the ground of her office and she made no mention of the sex without protection he concluded that she was definitely on pills.

Good thing he was not going to add pregnancy scandal to his list of problems.

He dropped Melanie home and she invited him in, he was looking forward to having his dick sucked, but his phone rang and when he looked at the screen, it was his dad calling.

His dad claimed he had flown in from San Antonio and was waiting at Carl's house to see him, he knew his visit was trouble, he said his goodnight to Melanie and drove home to know what that man wanted this time.

"Dad" he nodded towards him as he entered the house and met him standing,

'Was he on his feet since he arrived or he only stood when he heard me coming in' Carl thought

"Carl James Mason, I don't know what you are doing and I don't care, but Floral had me notified that the wedding would be in two weeks, now listen, I know you are against it, but you don't have a choice. If you don't show up for that wedding, Carl Mason, I will have your company crashing and your name dragged to the mud that you won't be able to stand and lift your heads high anymore, and I'd cut you from your inheritance and you will be left with nothing"

He did not know what hold his dad had over the company to be able to send it crashing, but he knew he had his ways and could easily frame him, he never gave empty threats.

Carl was tired of his control and that was why he left his dad's company to start his, but he always has a way of getting to control everyone's life around him.

"Dad, you, and I know I don't love Floral," Carl said

"Love you say? What does love matter here, she's not a gold digger like all those girls that push themselves around you, she comes from wealth and the marriage will help both family's business, so we don't need love, you don't need to love her, you don't need love to get married, you need money to finance the ceremony.

I will be paying for the wedding; all you have to do is dress up and show up, you don't even need to smile"

"What else are you here for?" Carl asked, changing the topic

"You'll know if it concerns you, good night" and with that he left Carl's house

Carl was so furious. He wanted to strangle him with his bare hands.

"How could one man be mean, controlling, demanding, manipulative, and stone hearted?"

Carl asked no one in particular

He was so frustrated that he drove to a bar to get himself drunk, he was on his first shot when a hot looking lady approached him, it was obvious what she wanted.

He gave her an inviting look, but when she came closer, all he could think about was Melanie.

He pushed her thoughts off his head, but when he held the woman at his front, it felt as though he was cheating on Melanie.

He got up from the bar and drove home angry with himself.

"This is not me, this is not Carl.

Carl doesn't hold a woman till she's done crying.

Carl doesn't go back to the breast of the same woman twice, and Carl doesn't touch another woman and consider it cheating on the previous woman he had been with.

This is not Carl, this is not me, what has Melanie done to me?"

He asked himself

He went to bed with the thought of Melanie and the wedding, He needed to keep Melanie unhurt, but how was he going to do that?

He dreamt of the wedding, but he did not dream of Floral as the bride, instead Melanie was the bride.

"What a silly dream," he thought as he woke up. He made coffee and went through his mails. He needed to visit San Antonio to see two clients to close deals.

He thought of ways he could prevent this wedding from going on but there was no way he could sly his dad.

If he could not avoid the wedding, then he was going to prevent Melanie from being in town during the wedding.

He arrived at the office a little bit late.

Melanie had dropped his coffee on his table. It was cold already. He went over his plan again, and then ringed her office line.

"Good morning boss" her sweet voice filled his ears

"Come to my office" Carl said in a professional way, ignoring the sensation he felt thinking about her body.

"On my way sir" she said and dropped the receiver.

"Come in" he replied to the knock on his door

She stepped in, looking beautiful as always, she was wearing a white top that showed the roundness of her breast, a pencil skirt that showed her hips, as she turned to close the door properly behind her o got a peek of her ass.

"You called me sir"

"Sit" He said trying to ignore the sensation he was feeling in his pants.

"Next week Tuesday and Friday, I need you to close a deal with two clients at San Antonio, so today Tuesday, you read up all about those clients, they know what they want already, they just want to see a representative from the company and sign the documents you'll take along.

Tomorrow I'd need you to clear my schedule for next week, move all meeting of next week to this week, on Thursday you can take the day off to pack and prepare for your trip, I need you to set off on Friday, as they might want to bring the meeting forward.

So I'd need you to be at San Antonio, book your flight, and check into a hotel close to the scheduled place of meeting, all details of that have been forwarded to your mail, any questions?" Carl explained

"No sir" she responded, it was either she wanted to get away or she was troubled about something.

"That would be all for now, please replace my coffee" he said dismissing her

Later that day, he received a text message from Floral notifying him that she had secured an appointment for the following day for him to get testing for his wedding suit.

She also asked him if he was interested in joining her for the meeting with the wedding planner.

He decided to ignore her message and put a mind reminder of the suit testing for the next day.

"She could visit the wedding planner and do all she wanted for the wedding, all I needed to do was dress up and be there.

I did not even have to purchase a wedding ring. I was going as a guest to my own wedding; my presence was the wedding gift." Carl said to himself

He sat on his desk thinking if sending Melanie away was a good idea, the deals were not urgent, in fact he was the one who fixed those dates to get her away, but how would she feel if she got back and she realized he was married?

She won't be able to do anything about it, if there was something he knew about Melanie, it's that she looks out for others, so he is sure once he is married to Floral, she won't want to have any sexual relationship with me anymore.

How was he going to cope?

One thing is sure, he was not drawn to Floral, and she doesn't stare any sexual excitement in him like other women he has been with. He was no longer drawn to other women, the incident at the club last night was proof, now he was drawn to only Melanie, and if he got married he can't have her, what was he going to do?

"I'm not in love with Melanie," Carl kept trying to convince himself all day, "I'm only sexually drawn to her, and it means nothing.

Absolutely nothing."