The Billionaire and His PA novel Chapter 35

Cassie wished that Daniel could have followed her back to Felix's office to confront Bethany but she knew that her wish was impossible. Just like her, Daniel had a job to do and she didn't wish to drag him away from his job to participate in something that could go terribly wrong and cost his job in the process with just a single word.

Bethany was still nestled on the couch where Cassie had left her when she had entered the office.

“I hope you didn't crease it.” She said when Cassie handed her the dress. She unzipped the plastic bag and pulled out her dress to check for any possible creases.

Cassie waited for her to acknowledge the dog but Bethany’s full attention was on the dress.

Satisfied that her dress was fine, Bethany slid her shades off her head and unknotted the satin scarf around her neck. Then she began to take off her underwear. “It’s always better to wear silk without underwear.” She stated. “See something you like?” She asked, she slipped off her bra. Then she jiggled her breast seductively at Cassie and laughed drunkenly.

Cassie frowned at her. She wasn't the least bit interested in Bethany's mostly plastic boobs. She was more concerned about the fact that Bethany was an irresponsible pet owner. Aaron and Lily could probably do a better job of taking care of the dog with both their eyes closed and one arm tied behind their backs. “I want to talk to you about the dog you left in your car.” She started, choosing her words carefully. She needed to construct her sentences in a way that she got the message across to Bethany without endangering her job.

Now completely naked, Bethany began to stroke her chin. “What are you talking about? I don’t have a dog.”

Cassie held up the carrier so that Bethany could see the quivering puppy that was inside. It had been shaking ever since Cassie had pulled it out of the car but it shook even more once Bethany fixed her gaze on it. The poor thing was afraid of Bethany. It probably wasn’t the only one. Cassie heard it let out a low whimper.

“Oh yes that stupid thing.” She declared haughtily as she bent down, ass high in the air, to pick up her dress. “I completely forgot about it. I knew something smelt the moment you walked in. I was about to ask if you changed your perfume.” She teased then laughed at her stupid joke. She began to jump up and down as she tried to squeeze herself into the dress. Bethany wasn’t plus sized by any means – thanks to her plastic surgeon – but she still refused to buy dresses that were her actual size, preferring instead to put on outfits that were so tight, they appeared to be a second layer of skin.

Cassie could hardly blame the dog for being smelly. It was still a puppy; it didn’t look older than four months. The carrier stunk of its piss and poop. Its fur was matted and browned with various clumps of poop and other substances that she couldn’t identify sticking to it. The dog needed a bath soon. And a bowl of food and water. It looked terribly malnourished.

“Mrs. Hart, I don’t think you’re supposed to leave dogs in the car with the windows up. They can die from lack of air or from a heat stroke.” She advised.

“Oh. Pish posh.” Bethany said, stopping to catch her breath. She had managed to pull the dress up her hips. “I left Felix in the car with the windows up all the time and he turned out just fine. I mean he did pass out a couple of times but that’s just because he’s a weak ass bitch.” She declared. “If it’s good enough for a human, it’s good enough for a dog.”

Cassie stared at the struggling woman in disbelief. So she was not only a terrible dog owner but also a terrible mother! It was no wonder why Felix had wished that Rose was his mother instead. Cassie didn't know Rose very well but from the little she knew, she could tell that Felix's former PA was a nice person with a good heart and she reasoned that anyone would make a way better mother than Bethany.

She soon found the light switch and flicked it on. The office was immediately flooded with bright light and she had to shield her eyes for a whole minute. She spotted the liquor cabinet ahead and placed the Chardonnay bottle on empty space low enough for her to reach and whirled around for a place to put the champagne glass.

Three things almost happened once Cassie laid eyes on the scene before her. One, her eyes nearly fell out of their sockets. Two, she came very close to regurgitating her breakfast. Three, the champagne glass almost slipped from her fingers to crash onto the ground.

Before her was a completely naked Emerald and a partially naked Luther! The only thing stopping Luther from being completely naked was the fact that his pants hung loosely from his knees. Luther stood behind Emerald, with one of his arms wrapped tightly below her breasts and the other firmly holding her hands in place as he continued to thrust into her. Emerald's lower face and parts of her torso were covered with cocaine. Her dark hair fell around her face limply. With each thrust that Luther made, her store-bought boobs jiggled ferociously. Both their bodies were glistening with sweat despite the working air conditioner. To Cassie, they both appeared to be letting out satisfactory moans but she couldn't hear them over the sound of the music which she soon realized was just a cover for the noise made by the lustful duo.

Cassie stood blankly, clutching the champagne glass until Luther looked up and noticed her. Lost in the euphoria of the sex, Emerald didn’t even notice that there was an onlooker to the debauchery. He smiled darkly at her and then freed Emerald's arms so that he could dip her hands into her pussy. He wiggled his fingers around a bit so that Emerald quivered excitedly and her legs would have given way if he hadn't been holding her up. He brought his finger out of her and then drew upwards on her abdomen with her wetness.

“Would you like to join us?” He asked loudly enough for Cassie to hear over the music.

Cassie shook her head fiercely. And she had thought that her biggest concern would be Luther commenting her ass. His offer to participate in sex was much worse. She placed the champagne glass on the ground, flipped the lights back off and scurried out of the office. She could feel Luther’s eyes on her even after she had shut the door.