Eric's Pov:

"You are fucking dumb. You totally should go. Hello guys don't just ask a casual boyfriend to go with them to their business meetings. Fuck how is it I'm the one with a twat but I speak better fag then you do. That was Steven totally proving how serious he is about your stupid ass. So you're going or I swear I'll castrate your dumb ass with a butter knife!" KT ranted at me over the phone.

"He just did that cause I was pestering him when he was trying to call Deborah. I'm sure he doesn't actually want me there."

"Grrr but what if he really did and you basically were like hell no bitch I got better shit to do then support your career."

I flopped back on my bed and sighed. "But what if I get bored and fall asleep and start snoring or something embarrassing for him."

She snorted. "I'm the girl but you're the pussy. Here's a trick I do when I get bored. I just start picturing everyone in the room going at it like crazed apes on a mountain of Viagra and energy drinks. That'll keep you from being bored. Now go get ready and be a supportive mature boyfriend."

I sat up and winced slightly. Steven spanked my ass an hour ago and I'm still sore. But it was fucking hot.

He laid me cross his lap and spanked my ass with his bare hand until I felt like I was on the verge of tears. He left no part of my butt untouched and in between blows he'd rub and work the tender muscles.

He'd kept his jeans on and each smack sent my body forward causing me to rub my naked cock against the soft denim of his jeans. Every forward motion sent the delicious friction coursing through my front while heat from his hand seared my butt.

I'd gotten hard by the fourth swat and after the twentieth when I got up I noticed the wet spots on his pants where I'd leaked my pre cum on them. Then he'd taken his time soothing my abused skin by rubbing lotion into each cheek.

He worked me open slowly while he dropped lingering kissing over every inch of my tender skins. When he'd stretched me enough he flipped us over and I rode him, liking that bit of control he let me have. We took our time and moved slowly, arms, legs and tongues tangled.

I grabbed some clothes and headed upstairs to Steven's place. I unlocked it and walked in taking a second to admire his profile while he stared out of the floor to ceiling window and talked on his Bluetooth.

"Désolé mais il doit être déplacé. Quelque chose improtant est venu."

A:N: Sorry but it has to be moved. Something important came up.

Steven turned around and smiled at me as I walked over to him.

"Longue histoire que juste quelques problèmes avec mon copain ex que j'ai besoin de traiter."

A:N: Long story, just some issues with my boyfriend's ex that I need to deal with.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me. "What's with the clothes?" He mouthed.

"I changed my mind so if you're still okay with it I'll change and go with you to your meetings."

He nodded his head and gave me a quick kiss.

"Thanks for understanding Jacques, great I'll see you then."

I shrugged out of my shirt and started taking off my pants. "So not only do you speak fluent Italian but you also speak French. Any other surprises?" I asked pulling my clean pants on.

"I speak a little Spanish also but it's not a big deal. It's all just basic conversational skills nothing as impressive as being completely fluent. So what changed your mind about going to my corporate meetings?"

I shrugged focusing on buttoning my shirt up. "Just thought hey what the hell maybe I'll like corporate shit and even if I don't I still get to watch you being all dictatorial. Which is hot so ehh even if the subject is boring you're not. When are we leaving?"

He grabbed his suit jacket and shrugged it on. "Now actually, Jacques could fit me in now then from there it's straight to flaming Banana."

"Let's bounce then."

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We walked into the spacious suite and were led into the conference area by Jean the personal assistant to this Jacques guy.

"Please take a seat and I'll send Jacques in right away." She said motioning to the drinks and finger foods on laid out on the table.

"Remember this is business and I need to be a hard ass and not your incredibly sweet and caring boyfriend that you emotionally and physically abuse." Steven whispered chuckling when I elbowed him.

"If anyone get's abused it's me and my sore ass can attest to that shit." I hissed.

He grinned and leaned over to kiss me. "You loved every second of me spanking that ass. Heard the very loud moans and breathless pants for more with my own ears."

I snorted. "You're going deaf in your old age."

"Careful youngster or I whip that ass again." He taunted.

"Maybe that's what I'm going for here?" I cooed.

A throat cleared and Steven turned to the tall incredibly sexy man that was now seated across from us.

"Allons nous commencer?"

A:N: Shall we start?

"Sure. Jacques this is Eric. Eric this is Jacques. He's interested in opening a sister club to Leather and Lace as a type of franchise."

"Hello nice meeting you." I said as nicely as I could but already I didn't like him. I especially didn't like the way he was looking at Steven.

"You two. Did you bring your tablet along or would you like my assistance to fetch you something to take notes with?"

Steven chuckled lightly and shook his head. "No Eric isn't my assistant, he's my boyfriend."

He looked at me shrewdly then back at Steven.

" Il est le petit ami, avec que vous avez des problèmes? Il ne devrait pas être privé d'une telle réunion si il n'est pas un membre de confiance de votre personnel. Il a l'air trop jeune pour qu'il soit quelque chose de plus puis une aventure modern. C'est pourquoi je tiens à ce qu'il laisse. Il est mauvaies."

A:N: He's the boyfriend you are having problems with? He should not be privy to such a meeting if he is not a trusted member of your staff. He looks too young for it to be anything more then a casual fling. Which is why I must insist he leave. It is inappropriate.

"I'm not having problems with him and though he isn't a member of my staff, I trust him implicitly and he will sit here during our meeting or our meeting is over." Steven stated in a cold voice that brooked no arguments.

"Comment puis-je être sûr qu'il ne va pas se propager notre entreprise?Je tiens vraiment à ce que- "

A:N: How can I be sure he isn't going to spread our business. I really must insist that-

"Insist again and this meeting is over. Now if you'd like to begin your pitch, we will conduct the rest of this meeting in English."

Jacques glared at me for a second but Steven stood up and Jacques pasted on a fake smile.

"Of course, pardon my manors Steven. Would you care for a coke or maybe apple juice Eric?" Jacques smiled overly polite though he glared at me and I rolled my eyes.

"Sure froggy and while you're getting that can you get me a coloring books and some crayons?"

His mouth dropped open in astonishment. I guess he's not used to getting smart mouthed.

"Eric relax baby." Steven whispered grabbing my hand under the desk.

"Yes child, learn your place. Now if you'll busy yourself and let the adults talk business it would be very much appreciated. I'm sure I could send my assistant out for crayons and a juice box." He drawled.

"While you're at it see if she can pick you up a pleasant personality and possibly a plastic surgeon to correct your crows feet."

"Look child maybe you should take a nap in the corner. You seem cranky and the adults have real business to discuss and I'm sure you couldn't even begin to understand most of it and I'd hate for you to be bored."

"Eric don't even think about replying to that. Jacques I don't know what your problem is but cut your shit out and that's the one and only time I'm going to say that." Steven snapped ice dripping from his voice and a cold glare aimed at Jacques.

"Stupid arrogant French bastard and his pompous ass." I muttered quietly. Steven sent me a smirk and rolled his eyes.

"Behave please." He whispered.

The meeting went on for about thirty minutes and I zoned in and out. Truthfully I could see the merits of opening up another place but financially it made no sense to partner with the French ass hole.

"The estimated profits of which are projected to be eight figures a year. Your cut being forty nine percent while I hold the majority since I'll oversee it." Jacques stated looking like a stupid smug bastard.

"So we have a deal yes?" He asked already pulling out a pen and packet of papers from his briefcase.

"Eric what do you think?" Steven asked turning to face me and ignoring the shocked look on Jacques's face.

I tilted my head to the side. "No." I said with a shrug.

He bit his lip but his smirk still showed. "Care to elaborate?" He asked watching me closely.

"Well for the amount of money you're going to put in it makes absolutely no sense to not have the controlling majority of the shares. That coupled with the fact that your brand and clientele will be what promotes this venture it seems ridiculous not to just open the club on your own."

"Ughh child you forget that though he will be putting money up and advertising through his current customers, I will be the one actually overseeing the day to day managing of the business."

"Exactly you'll be a glorified manager with controlling shares in a company that you're definitely not mature enough to have."

He glared at me and his nostrils flared out. "I'm immature? I have a business degree from Oxford, where did you get your's again? Oh that's right you didn't because you're still a kid." He sneered.

"Well maybe you should ask for a refund because I didn't need a business degree to see that your business proposal was crap and yeah you are immature because as you stated multiple times. I'm just a child yet you felt the need to antagonize me. Thus proving your maturity level is lower then mine as it's expected for children to act childish."

"Thank you for your time, I'll have my assistant get back to you on my final decision."

"You're actually going to listen to the infant? I really must demand he leave and we negotiate our-"

"That wont be necessary, my company will not require your services. I think I'll take Eric's suggestion to fund the club entirely on my own."

We stood up and I couldn't resist the urge to stick my tongue out at that stupid cocky French bastard so I didn't. Steven grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the office.

"Very mature Eric" He muttered

"If you want mature go talk to the French ass hole. You're lucky all I did was stick my tongue out at him cause I wanted to punch him every time he called me kid, child or infant. He was a total ass-hat all cause he wants to fuck you."

He pressed the elevator button and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Awe was that little tantrum in there cause you got jealous? Did conceded cocky I'm too sexy for prison Eric get jealous of the self absorbed preening Frenchman?" He teased.

"No but even if I was so what? You got jealous when you thought I fucked John and the guys that I fucked in your club bathroom and we weren't even together yet. Plus you get hella jealous when Richard pops up and you know I cant stand his ass. Not that I was jealous because I wasn't and I'm not conceded, I'm just brutally honest about how sexy I am. I'd cause a prison riot because all the guy's would want me."

"You know you should think about going into business. You didn't even pay attention to half of that meeting and still came to the same decision I had."

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"You want to hang out here while I talk with my manager and Deborah? Or come back into the office?" He asked grabbing me a beer from the bar.

"I think I'll go and watch you get your boss-man mojo on." I murmured pulling him by his tie to kiss him.

He pulled back and smiled. "Good, I like you being here when I work but try not to pick any fights with the help. You don't need to be jealous of any of them."

He turned around laughing so I smacked his ass causing him to jump in surprise.

"Yep definitely a hard ass as well as a smart mouthed dumb ass. Damn you can multitask." I teased.

He winked. "If you're a good boy I'll show you just how well I can multitask later."

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"Hand me the accounting books. You said a total of ten grand has gone missing in the last month? How is that even possible without any red flags being thrown up before now?"

"I honestly don't know sir. I thought maybe the accountant wasn't correct in her calculations but I went over everything and her math is right down to the cent. I don't think it's her because she wouldn't have brought it to my attention if she had somehow figured out how to embezzle and she's only here once a month to work the books and doesn't actually have access to anything but our expenditure receipts and monthly profit reports. So it has to be one of the staff and my bet is the bartender. I've gone over the footage and it seems like he's the likely suspect."

"Okay on to the next topic. We have a regular that comes here by the name of Richard. You, him, Miguel and Patrick talked at the bar the other day." Steven said while leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms against his chest.

"Yes sir, he comes in a few times a week." He confirmed shooting a weird look at me.

"He's banned from coming here anymore. I want all the bouncers given his name and picture and given strict instructions that he is not allowed to enter my club. Once he has been told he's banned if he comes here again I want him arrested for trespassing." Steven ordered causing me to open my mouth but I decided I'd ask about that later.

"Are you sure about that sir? He's a big spender at least a couple grand each time he comes in here."

"Yes I'm sure and does it look like I give a flying fuck how much that little prick spends? No I don't and neither should you since it doesn't effect how much I pay you or how big your year end bonus is. What does effect it is how well you obey my orders. Anymore questions?" Steven snapped with a fierce glare.

"No sir, I'll have the situation addressed tonight."

"Good send in Miguel and I'll handle the situation with him."

I waited until the door was closed then went and sat on his desktop in front of him. "Care to explain what that was all about?"

"I reserve the right to refuse service to anyone." He drawled.

"And I reserve the right to ask my boyfriend questions and expect a straight answer. Especially when he makes a retarded business decision on a jealous whim." I quipped raising an eyebrow.

He sat forward and dropped his smart ass attitude. "It's not a jealous whim. I don't like him yes but I'm not jealous of that ass hole. You're mine so what's there to be jealous about? But you're right I should explain. Seems he's started coming in here a few times a week since y'alls little reunion here. He sits at my bar telling my employees personal things about you and I'm not okay with that. So he'll no longer have the option to do it. "

I snorted. "You're going to lose out on several grand a week just to avoid having his dumb ass here gossiping about me? I thought you were a business savvy hard ass. Aren't you worried about how the lose of revenue will effect your bottom line?"

He rolled his eyes. "Not really no, but thank you for your concern on my personal finances baby."

I smacked the back of his head and smirked. "Awe you're kinda adorable when you get all possessive and jealous. So what are you going to do about the bartender?"

There was a knock and he smiled. "Watch me work baby." He drawled kissing me quickly then leaning back and putting his asshole persona back in place.

"Enter." He snapped

Miguel walked in and dropped down into a chair. "Hey boss, haven't seen you in a while."

"You're fired, effective immediately. You will not be able to make a claim for unemployment as I'm terminating you for theft. I will not provide you with a reference and you have exactly one month to get my ten thousand dollars back to me or I will have you prosecuted."

He sat up straight and stared at Steven totally ignoring the fact that I still had my ass planted on his boss's desk.

"Wh, I didn't steal anything."

Steven crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes to slits. "I have the security footage so you can take the deal or I can call the cops right now and have your ass hauled out of my club in handcuffs. Your choice."

He nodded his head and stood up. "Sorry sir I swear it was just a loan."

"If you had needed a loan you could have came to me and I would have gladly helped you out. Instead you thought you had the right to take my money without permission. Now get the hell out of my club."

He walked out with his head hung.

"That was harsh dontcha think."

"Yes but necessary. I wasn't lying, if he had came to me I would have given him as much as he needed and not even asked for any interest in return. I've done it with plenty of other employees. But he didn't, he tried to steal from me and we're not just talking about swiping twenty bucks from the register for gas money. He took ten thousand and if I had over looked that it would have started a chain reaction with my other employees. I'm an asshole I know but only when I need to be. As long as my employees do their job then I'll go above and beyond what any other boss would but I wont tolerate anything less then loyalty from my people."

I smiled at him. "Your little speech kinda turned me on. How much time before Deborah gets here?"

He looked at the clock and groaned. "Not much she should be here any minute."

"Then give me a kiss to hold me over until we get home."

He stood up and wrapped his arms around me. "I'm glad you came tonight baby." He murmured just before sealing his lips to mine.

A knock on the office door had us pulling apart. He straightened his tie and sat back down.

"Enter." He called out his voice slightly deeper then usual and I smirked. Hells yeah I got mad kissing skills.

I climbed off the desk and sat down in one of the chairs as Deborah walked in.

"Good evening sir, hello Eric." She smiled and sat in the chair next to me.

"Hey Deborah how's the hot new boy toy?" I asked smiling when she rolled his eyes.

"Eric I told you he's only three years younger then me, hardly a boy toy. How were your exams?"

"Good I'm pretty sure I nailed them."

Steven cleared his throat. "Seriously? You two are all chummy now? What the hell did I miss?"

"Nothing, we just chat sometimes chill out, I'm not going to try and still Deb's mad-skilled ass away from your kinky night club empire."

Deborah giggled and Steven stared at her wide eyed but shook his head and spoke.

"So how did the meeting with the distributor go? Any problems or complications?"

"No sir everything went smoothly and you'll end up saving five percent across the board for all your liquor."

"Good, as always you've gone above and beyond. Did you by chance talk to the Realtor about setting up possible sites."

"Yes sir he asked if you wanted a building, bare land or were more interested in leveling a cheap property and building from the ground up. He wants an email tonight so he can have a suitable number of possibilities ready for your viewing next week."

"No bare land, and I'd prefer not to have to level a place then build from the ground up. People get too curious that way. I'd rather buy a building then gut the entire insides and have Pat's company renovate to my specifications."

"Very well sir. I'll send him your terms and arrange for your flight. He said the best time frame was the 27th through the 2nd."

"Thank you Deborah that'll be all and enjoy your holiday."

"You too sir."

She turned to me and leaned over to whisper. "Take care of the boss and make sure he doesn't over work and forget this is supposed to be a break for him thus fun."

I snickered and nodded. "I got him covered. Have fun darling. Don't break the new boy toy."

She giggled. "Hell no I wont break him. You break it, you buy it and I'm not about to walk around with a broken toy." She waved then walked out of the office closing the door.

"I don't think that I've ever heard Deborah laugh in all the years I've known her."

"Maybe cause you're not as funny as I am."

"I have a question for you."

"I probably have the answers."

"So I have to take a business trip and I was wondering if you had your passport and felt like tagging along to Paris."

"Paris, Texas? What the hell's in that little town?"

He snorted and rolled his eyes. "No idiot, Paris, France thus the need for a passport. So?"

"Ughh you totally suck right now. I don't have a passport and that shit takes like months to get. So have fun, behave, when are you leaving and when are you coming back?"

"It's business not fun, especially since you wont be there. Of course I'll behave and I'll be leaving the day after Christmas and wont be back until either very late on the first or very early in the morning on the second."

I felt my heart drop but kept my pleasant smile plastered on my face. He was leaving the country for like a week and I wouldn't even get to spend new years eve with him. That sucks, even if we couldn't have celebrated out and hard core like everyone else it still would have been nice to be with each other.