Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 52: Apple’s Hidden Secret

Apple’s POV

I was the first one to arrive in the building. As I walked through the main hall to the elevators, some of my coworkers looked at me, as they often did. It was a familiar sight. The reason for this may be because of my fitted professional outfit with the above-the-knee skirt or because of my temperament, which I am not sure about. I’m not one of those girls that go out of her way to satisfy everyone by being too pleasant to them. I simply walk through the doorway without stopping. If someone came up to me and said hello, I would respond. Unless, of course, you are disrespectful. I’m not even going to give you a brow raise for it.

When I got into the elevator, there were three other people in it at the same time as me. There are two females and one man in this group of three people. Despite the fact that the man behind me is silent, I can feel his stare at me. I can hear the two women sitting next to me chatting away. That is a typical female fascination in female form.

As soon as the door slid open, I ran into the main office, where I was assigned. It’s not quite Bruce’s turn to arrive, and I still have paperwork to finish that he hasn’t looked at yet. If my recollection serves me correctly, he does not want that his data to be late. When I came into the main office, multiple cubicles opened up in front of me, but only a handful of people were in them. The sound of the men’s laughter could be heard from here.

Yes, without a doubt. It’s all because of those knuckleheads. Looking around, I noticed the coffee mixer and employee lounge, which were just around the corner from where I was standing. Four males were sprawled on the ground, unable to move. Let’s see how things turn out. On the basis of what I’ve witnessed, the three males next to me appear to be close friends. They are harassing and bullying the fourth, who is a victim of their actions.

A 28-year-old male life form known as Damian or Dam is the lowest denomination male living form in the universe. That jerk who thinks he’s a total babe on the inside! That lady is head over heels in love with him and everything. Even if he is physically fit, his mental capacity is as limited as a raisin. He is the fourth guy active in bullying, and he has a lot of power. I’ll speak with him later on. Angelo is the second jerk on the block. A 26-year-old fuckboy who makes use of his Korean beauty and fashion sense to fuck as many pussies as he possibly can. Overall, he is a married man with two illegitimate children to his own credit. You don’t want to go on dates with this assassin with a babyface, do you? According to stories, he takes pleasure in injecting his victims with drugs when they are out drinking. It is difficult for me to comprehend the third individual. Victor is the name he goes by. He’s 30 years old and prefers to keep his mouth shut most of the time. I’m wondering why he seems to be hanging around with these two women. He could very well be a sociopath, for all we know. Barty, also known as "Arty," is the fourth type of person. A fat 32-year-old man. He’s 32 years old. That his wardrobe choices are being ridiculed is most likely the only reason for this. I’m not sure... it’s a little geeky. He’s a destitute individual. All he needed to do was follow a diet and engage in some physical activity for a bit. This, however, is not the case at all. He is more concerned with what the most recent games are than he is with seeming decent.

I passed them, catching a glimpse of Barty in the distance. Dam would most certainly know me by the following characteristics.

"Hey babe, you’re still hot at some point," he said. He’s complete and utter predictability. He’s like a dog who gets excited when he spots a bone. When I came to a complete stop and turned around, Dam was standing exactly in front of me, looking at me. I attempted to stay away from him, but he got in my path. I fixed my attention on him. Men would make direct eye contact with women in an attempt to gain control over them. However, I am not your typical woman. It is my job to be a predatory henchwoman.

"Dam, you’re really hammering home the point of sexual harassment. You want to go to jail, don’t you? I’m confident that the CCTV will capture your best aspect, "I started this while looking him straight in the eyes as if I were peering into his soul.

" It was all in good fun, dear. You, as well, "he added, a sad little bitch that he is, a sneer on his face.

After getting a good look at him, I decided to approach him. I gave him a sincere smile from the bottom of my heart.

"Barty, may I ask you a question?" I asked.

It is also apparent that his voice is thick as he says, "Uh... okay...."

"Because my nephew’s birthday is approaching, and I wish to get a gift for him on his special day. Do you have any experience with video games?"

"Oh... Yes... I think I know what it is... What game platform does he prefer to play on?"

Was he talking about some sort of ridiculous nonsense? Already, I’m becoming frustrated. As a result, I decided to participate.

"I’m not sure what to say. I assume it’s similar to using a computer."

"Is he a male or a female? If that’s the case, I’m aware of the games he enjoys."

"So, if you happen to be a male, would you mind assisting me?"

"It’s all right."

He was practically frozen solid when I said, "All right, I’ll see you later," as I started walking away.

Dam reacted by saying, "After all, why not me, babe? I am a gamer as well."

"Dam, you’re a jerk. I’m going to report you if you don’t stop talking."

"Harsh," he said and walk away

***

Bruce is back from his business trip. This morning someone sent me three big boxes from him. Luckily, Carla is not here in the apartment right now. I have no idea what the contents of them are. He only messages me about it and it’s so vague it could be a bomb or something. I have to ask the guard to help me push each one onto the elevator. While inside, I couldn’t help but notice his slight glimpse at me. Here I remembered that I was only wearing a t-shirt and not wearing a bra! Ugh! He’s obviously enjoying what he’s seeing. Yeah, you’re tired of looking at my scratched nipples. The man is as old as Bruce but he looks a bit frail. I doubt he could protect anyone if they do something bad inside the building. He doesn’t seem to have the strength to fight.

As the elevator swung open, the guard helped me to push the boxes along the hallway. Here I noticed a Renz coming out.

"Whoa, Apple. Let me help you."

"It’s fine. I can handle this."

"Don’t you notice how hard the guard is."

I saw the guard perspiring like crazy.

"My goodness. All right, just let me in and we’ll have a snack later."

Renz, my neighborhood and I sailed to the boxes together. When they entered, I went straight to the kitchen to get some food. I took a couple of sliced ​​bread, put ham on them, laid some cheese sheets, a couple of tomato slices, leaves, and mayonnaise. I also get soft drinks.

"What on earth are these?" Renz asked.

"I don’t know. My boss sent it to me."

I invited him for a snack and Renz accepted the sandwich.

"Well, I have to go Apple. I got some work to do." Simultaneously bite into the sandwich.

"Well, let me make it up to you later then."

"Um...what do you have in mind?" he asked out of curiosity.

"Just a couple of drinks?"

"Okay, sure. Later tonight maybe?"

"Sure."

When he left, I opened the boxes. The first box has only clothes. I think Bruce went shopping and gave me expensive clothes. I have too many clothes in the closet. I’ll just send the rest to my family. The second box is an inflatable sofa bed. Nice The third box is workout dumbells and other tools.

As the night passed, I am starting to get ready when I heard a doorbell. When I opened it, I was surprised Bruce was in front of me. I thought it is Renz.

"Bruce?"

"Hello, baby. Surprised to see me?"

"I thought you’re not coming here. Luckily, Carla is not here."

"Officially yes but I want to spend my time here with you before I show up to my family. Anyway, I think you’re in shape. Are you going out?"

"Uh..yeah. My friends got along well."

"Well too bad. I’m already here. Just tell them to meet you next time."

"Okay sure. Come in first."

When I closed the door, he quickly pulled my arm. Shit, here we go.