The Grand Mistress

Staring at his phone for seconds, there seemed to be an invisible magnet that drove him to answer it. 

On regular days, Hawk does not accept stranger calls and yet sometimes, unknown calls come through. He always made his contacts organized and made sure not to be disturbed by anyone and so his personal number had always been exclusive. Means to say, if an unknown number gets through, then such calls must be from big persons in the city who wanted to have business with him. To find his number, they must have been so extremely rich and powerful and yet their calls being answered by Hawk was still something not certain because mostly, he just ignores and blocks stranger calls without hesitation. He simply did not wish to cater to any person he didn't know, no matter how big fish they are.

However, the call he received seemed to be different, it bore some mystery as if it was something he had been waiting for such a long time. While Feather was still between his thighs, he slowly tapped the answer button and braced himself for what was to come.

"Hmmmmm," Hawk heard a woman humming on the other line which ended in a chuckle and a sound of liquid being poured down a glass. After a long silence, the woman let go of another gentle chuckle before she casted him some greeting.

"Hi," She simply said and her voice rang to Hawk's ears, tingling and immediately sent shivers down his spine. The shivers went down below his stomach, then further below that his manhood immediately rose up, vigorous and strong that Feather was caught off guard by the sudden twist of event. Feather was determined Hawk Monsanto was impotent but her resolve was rendered false at the sight of his manhood standing proudly right through her face. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the sight of it.

Hawk noticed how his body fired up by just hearing Simione's gentle laugh and realized that the thing between his thighs was seeking satisfaction already, it cannot be helped any longer.

"hmmm...weird … you seemed to have forgotten about me already," Simione was sulking at him when Hawk didn't respond but truth was, Hawk couldn't say anything out of his shock. He certainly didn't expect she had called and thinking that she must have gone extra lengths to get his number, made him feel bad. For why in the world did he make his number exclusive? He should have made it publicly available so the girl could easily contact him! Besides how mad he was for not giving him his personal number the last night they met! Damn! He cursed himself like a million times before he finally had the courage to speak.

"Have...have you been drinking?" He asked immediately, stuttering. He was certainly lost for words that he ended up saying the first thing that came in his mind. However, at the end of his eyes, he too saw Feather looking up at him as if questioning who was the person calling him in the middle of the night. Not wanting to expose his infidelity, he immediately stood up, covered the phone and excused himself to her.

"I have to take this call," Hawk told her and took a moment to help her stand and fixed her night gown. "Go and sleep now, its late,"

Feather was about to protest, but her shock to what just happened seemed to have made her speechless. She ended up nodding to his instructions as Hawk hastily went inside his room, leaving Feather alone in the common room—cold, curious and in just a moment, turned furious when things sank in her. In just a span of minutes, her suspicions that Hawk Monsanto was impotent was refuted by the fact she personally saw his manhood stoop up in front of her face and it so happened the moment he received such a mysterious call. 

Who was that person calling him? She was certain it was a woman as she heard her chuckle. Was it his mistress? Was it the same woman that had been ruining her days—the one with copper hair? Seeing Hawk Monsanto's arousal by just hearing her voice made Feather's knees shake in anger and fear. 

What kind of whore was she?

She must be damned pretty good that she was able to control Hawk Monsanto's desires!

"Arrrrg!" Feather screamed but it was controlled, something that Hawk will not be able to hear. Her eyes teared up in anger and frustration. She nearly had him but that whore again managed to snatch him by just a single call!

"How dare!" she murmured heavily as her head formed angry lines. Of course she cannot let such audacity pass through her knowledge and so she planned to stop whatever that call was about. 

Determined, Feather followed Hawk to his room, only to find the door being locked.  She  immediately raised her hand to knock but paused half way when she heard Hawk's voice from the other side. His voice was unclear but there was something about the conversation that Feather wanted to confirm. With that, in front of Hawk Mosanto's room, the han heiress lingered longer than she should.

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"I'm just a bit tipsy, but I ain't drunk," His caller replied, her voice was tantalizing making Hawk's body warmed. He was half naked by then, as Feather had managed to take off his dress, but despite the cold air that the room was breathing through an air conditioning, he was sweating purposely, as if his body had enough fire and he needed an outburst. "I wanted to see you tonight,"

Hawk gaped open, thrilled at her demand but at the same time cursing himself for leaving the capital right at that moment. Look what he missed? If he stayed, his new friend Cat could have made a visit. God knows how long he had been waiting for her to see him again after the last time they met.

"I'm sorry—"

"I know you are not here around the city," He could hear him taking a sip at her glass and wondered what she was drinking and who was accompanying her that night? He hoped she was all alone with no one or Hawk would stupidly fly back at this instant and hunt down whoever she was with. "What a waste. I was planning to come and see you only to end up knowing you flew away,"

"Cat, really I'm sorry. Where are you? I'll have someone pick—"

"Where am I?" Simione let go of a vicious chuckle upon his question. For the second time he had cut her off and Hawk at that moment didn't know what to do. He wanted to be there and accompany her because it seemed like she was too upset about something. He hoped it wasn't because he left the moment she wanted to see him because he will end up regretting such ignorant action for the rest of his life. The fact that flew to another city and missed being with her already made him feel too upset about his own self already. What if Cat will end up upset and become disinterested with him? What's worst to happen was that—what if she'll look for someone else to play with because his absence had bored her to hell? 

"Sh*t!" He cursed inwardly.

Listening to her drinking from the phone made the M Conglomerate's president  paranoid and too imaginative. He was picturing her drunk in a certain bar and had met someone more worthy of him. Or what if she had already found someone else and just called to say goodbye? Was she drinking with another man right then?

"God!" Hawk clasped his head in frustration. He was going crazy about her. He had not slept for so many nights thinking about what took place in his car and everything before that. Her Cat came too suddenly in his life but he was not so ready for the beautiful storm he brought with her.

"What are you frustrated about?" Simione heard him shouting so she asked, curious. Was he frustrated that she called him in the middle of his and Feather's mini vacation? "Did I call at the wrong time? I'll just call some other time if you like,"

"No no no, don't drop the phone please…." Hawk was not willing to let her go. He we waited for her to spare him some attention after so many days had passed and so he was not going to slip this call out from his hands.  "I just want to know where you are. Cat, it's not safe to drink alone somewhere. Please go home now, I'll have someone fetch you up," He was like begging her to go home for he knew she was too beautiful that men will always seize a chance to have her and Hawk didn't certainly want to share her.

"I'm alone at home Presiden Hawk," Simione assured him, "Don't you worry. Besides, I can take care of myself,"

"Cat seriously, where are you? I know you have been drinking, who are you with?"

Cat's lips twisted at the end when she confirmed that he was getting possessive with her. "I'm really at home. I just drank three glasses of wine and uhmmm… I  kind of feel hot, I might take a shower then, good—"

"Cat please, I know you are drinking and i don't think you are alone," Hawk thought that she was lying as aside from she sounded  drunk, he could hear some music from her background. His incredulity somewhat entertained Simione and to erase all his doubts and suspicions, she rang a video call.  Hawk accepted it in a split of seconds and the view of a beautiful woman with long copper hair welcomed him. Her face as a bit red and she wore the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

She was wearing a red nightgown, tied at the center while holding a wine glass in her hand. She was so enigmatic and beautiful and Hawk could only stare at her goddess-like presence for a minute before she, with confidence and in front of his eyes, pulled the ribbon of her long gown, leaving nothing but her underwear covering the intimate parts of her body. She then flushed another wild smile at him.

"I am alone," She cleared off all his assumptions and her next words shut all the hell of the great Monsanto. "I'm feeling a bit warm, I'll go and take a shower...would you want to come to the shower with me?"