My Pride, Your Pleasure

LS Morgan

Copyright@2023 LS MORGAN

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Names, characters, places and events described are product of the author’s imagination.
Any similarities between these aspects are merely coincidence.

It’s about a modern text, where colloquialism was preserved to the max, even though in some parts it’s not accepted by the cultural norms, it’s still mostly used in daily life by people, and this brings the written part to the oral part, besides preserving the informality giving lightness to the book.

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Morgan, LS

My Pride, Your Pleasure, 1st edition,

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Brazilian Literature

Erotic Romance

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My Pride, Your Pleasure

SYNOPSIS: Virginia Foster is a successful entrepreneur that attained great achievements mainly on the business world, but her empire seems to crack when the “second in the world” targets her to increase his power. Gabriel Conway is a man that always had everything he wanted, except taking his company the status of first in the business, because an audacious woman occupied this place. Now they are stuck in an island and, between games of power, both enemies will have to decide a winner for this clash or fight each other to the end, even if it’s in bed.

– Sins Series Erotic Story – Number of Pages: 59

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My Pride, Your Pleasure

Copyright@2023 LS MORGAN

Virginia Foster

Virginia Foster, that already was motherless since her birth, lost her father when she was 18 years old and inherited the imports company (almost broken) of the family. For the little experienced young lady, her early inclusion in the business world began not only for the necessity but for a thirst for power and she, against all odds, made from that point, the beginning of her great empire.

Virginia, CEO of Foster Imports, twenty years later, had not only the highest rank of a big company, but had a company consisting of 471 ships operating in more than 316 ports. No doubt an achievement that few, if any, believed she would have.

Now, with 38 years old, her face was once again on the front cover of Forbes Magazine that brought a news report describing how she took the company to a higher status, not only by size and range, but also for a leading technology, making it the most powerful in the world, possessing the highest fleet in the field.

What the editorial didn’t said was that Virginia Foster, with her great power also bossed presidents and politicians of a few countries. In her payroll there were some big names and she knew the intricacies of the money game. That’s why the angry feelings and disbelief remained around her when Gabriel Hill Conway took from her the South-African route and her empire seemed to collide with his.

Gabriel Hill Conway looked suspicious to that invite that just arrived on his hands. It wasn’t for a party, a dance, nothing like it. A strange business meeting in a remote island in the South Pacific.

He would say “odd”, not for being about the business nature, or even for being on an island, the thing was that the invite came from Virginia Foster, his sworn archenemy.

The lioness businesswoman that clashed with him on the business field (and usually won) sent the invite which brought a picture of a white flag and a peace message. Ironic, he thought.

He was certain that the unexpected invite came because of his master move, when he made the outrageous woman lose a great route. He didn’t wanted to be the second in the world again, he always targeted the first place, but Virginia Foster was a real strong competitor.

— It’s very risky, mister Conway — said his head security. — We don’t know anything about the island and the only way to reach there is by hydroplane from the Foster lady herself that conveniently only carries one passenger.

— I understand, Jim, but i gave my yes for this meeting, now i have to honor. I won’t fail with my attendance and let Virginia Foster say that i am fearful and incapable of a face to face shock.

— What if happens something to you out there? What if she sends her henchmen to kill you? What if…

— Enough of “what if”. Nothing will happen. I know that we’ve been “fighting” like this on this business for so long, but something tells me that she will never take this fight to a death path.

— It’s okay, but i will find a security gadget for you sir.

—Whatever. I’m not worried with the danger, but safety never hurts.

Virginia knew what to expect of Gabriel Hill Conway: a confronting, headstrong man, an almost equal opponent. What she wasn’t expecting is how her body reacted to the simple touch of hands in that handshake.

— What a pleasure having you here on my island.

— Still on defensive? I wrote on the invite, it’s a peace treaty between two rivals that never had the opportunity to sit together to set a deal of mutual interest, but come on, follow me. Let my clerk take your briefcase. No business until dinner.

— I’m a man that doesn’t like to lose time, we can sit in a corner and go straight to the point.

— I’m sure you don’t like to lose time, but everything in here will be done as planned.

— And what planning is that?

— Gabriel, you’re a very controlling man. It won’t work with me, darling.

— I can get used to you calling me “darling”, but to surrender to you, never.

— Wow! You don’t waste time. Relax, friend. All in good time. — Turned towards the clerk and spoke something in spanish then returned to the guest. — Don’t you worry, he will take your briefcase to the suite, please follow him, I will await you in the dining room. There we can talk quietly while having a pleasant dinner prepared by my chef.

Gabriel followed the clerk and in his appointed bedroom he could make a call to his head security. So, when he was all alone in the big luxurious mansion suite he called.

— Jim, you were right, cellphones doesn’t work here. Thank you for insisting to bring this satellite phone.

— Are you all right sir? Need something?

— No. Everything seems normal. So far no knife on my back.

— Don’t play like that, sir. If you think is not safe where you are, I’ll find a way to pick you up.

— Relax. Everything is okay. She even treated me well when welcoming me, what caused me a bit of astonishment. I wanna see where this will go. I’ll keep you updated.

— Roger.

— Later.

He hang the call and walked to the balcony. Up there he could look with attention everything out there. The island wasn’t small, there were little space out there occupied by buildings and the rest was full of an unmatched greenish beauty.

He could have an island if he wanted to, but never thought about it, until now. After all, if she had one, he could have one too, didn’t wanted to be narrow-minded.

Went down the curvy stairways studded with gold and knew, for sure, that Virginia Foster’s intention was to oppress and to flaunt, but he would never feel that way, he was there as an equal and he would never give up power to that outrageous woman.

A butler accompanied him to the room where he found his hostess standing, with a glass of wine on one of the hands and giving instructions to an employee.

She wore a black dress that precisely marked the curves of a BBW body (as these beautiful women are commonly called). It was a Beautiful Big Woman, which means, a beautiful plus size woman, with an engrossing look and a sagacious entrepreneur mind. She would certainly devour men in breakfast, he thought.

Virginia Foster wasn’t a thin woman, her body was large, perfectly symmetric and well shaped. A big and beautiful woman. Medium hair, well-groomed and blond. Light skin and light brown eyes almost honey-colored.

Everything in her was perfect and Gabriel surprised himself thinking about that, not only because Virginia wasn’t the type of women he used to get along with, but mainly because she was his archenemy.

— Oh! Already arrived? — said Virginia as she turned her face aside. — Please sit.

Virginia smiled and he sat on the opposite side of the table. Facing him she asked:

— Why we never spoke before?

— In fact we already did. On AEM’s ball last year.

— Ooh! The one that I won three prizes. True. You were the one who even gave me one of them on stage.

— Yes — Gabriel answered dryly.

— We can’t consider “speaking” to a simple “congratulations”. I even wanted to talk to you, but you left in a hurry right after the award presentations.

— There was nothing for me there.

— Only that beautiful lady, Tanaka’s daughter. If I recall, you left with her.

— Didn’t knew you were keeping an eye on me.

— I wasn’t, I just watched. I even have to thank you.

— For what reason?

— You using Tanaka’s daughter as a toy for temporary fun made him your enemy, because of that I’ve managed to close that big deal with him. So… Thank you. — Held an empty glass and a clerk who was standing, a little aside from the table, came promptly to fill it.

Gabriel saw the same guy reach his glass and fill it too, before he could answer to Virginia, other clerk came bringing the plates.

A grilled lobster with orange sauce was served, but his anger oppressed his will to enjoy his favorite dish.

— I hope you like it. It’s your favorite, right?

— I see you’ve done your homework.

— Yes, I like to know everything about the person I’m dealing with.

— And what “everything” would that be?

— Gabriel Hill Conway, 40 years old, divorced, no kids, took the ex-wife’s family company and bought it with his divorce share and a little sum of money from doubtful sources. Or better, from non-formal businessmen that work on illicit areas of work. Grew the company faster by taking transports and routes in favor of those same people. Genocidal dictators, South American dealers, and facilitating the transport of blood diamonds.

—These are just rumors, no one can prove that.

— I’m no federal agent and I’m not here to judge your steps on power scale. I’m just stating the facts.

— My businesses are legit and today I’m 100% within the law.

— True. It’s almost two years since you finally managed to unbind your old doubtful friends. Today, works within the law, not 100% of course.

— Are you accusing me of something?

— Oh, let’s not bitter our dinner. Taste the lobster. I’m sure you’re gonna be surprised by the flavor.

— Few things surprise me.

— Today I shall prove you wrong.

— Let’s see — Gabriel seriously commented.

There was silence while they feasted. It was by the end of the dessert that Conway, after eating the last piece of petit gateau, said:

— Thank you for the dinner, but I’m sure that you didn’t invited me here only to appreciate the cooking skills of your private chef.

— Sure not.

— So?

— Besides the obvious peace treaty, I want to propose you something — stood from the table at the same time she cleaned the side of her lips with the handkerchief —, but let’s go to my office so I can tell you my offer.

An employee came in a hurry spoke something in the hostesses ear and handed her a telephone.

— Forgive me — said Virginia —, I need to answer this phone call. Follow Hector,