“Hm, Nicholas…I wasn’t aware your name was still on my guest lists,” Gianna said with boredom. It was the same tone she might use to comment that a bug was crawling up her leg. “It appears that I’ll have some spots open in my secretarial department tomorrow.”<br/><br/>Despite his date, he didn’t hide the fact he was staring at her breasts. Her taffeta kept her prominent chest up and perky, with plenty of cleavage to get lost in. It didn’t help she wore a  thick choker (http://fineartamerica.com/images-medium/3fine-design-freshwater-pearl-choker-and-earrings-tracy-behrends.jpg) of many pearls that attracted the eyes lower. But let him drink in the sights. He would be getting more than his fill of them within a few short hours.<br/><br/>She glanced at the blond slut hanging off his arm, but didn’t offer her so much as a greeting or smile. He may as well had not introduced her at all. It wasn’t surprising that Nicholas was having sexual relations with a girl twenty years his younger, though for once, she didn’t blame him. Gianna enjoyed the young studs that tried for her attention, and even the occasional female. Most of her prey was interns in her businesses, looking for the leg up with a promotion. Usually, it was her legs that ended going up, but the results were the same. They were full of energy and vigor, and never turned down the chance for a quick one when she was feeling it, regardless of the time of day.<br/><br/>When she finally did smile, it was at Nicholas with cold ruby lips. “I’m glad you saw fit to invite your pet along with you. Normally, I’d insist you keep her on a leash, but for an old<em>friend</em>I suppose I’ll let her roam free. Just make sure she doesn’t hump any legs while she’s here. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have other guests to attend to.”<br/><br/>Gianna swept away in her black dress with the last word, her head and chest held high. Nicholas’s flings were usually short, but nevertheless, she had to do away with his little slut. If he were to disappear during the party, air-headed or not, she would notice.<br/><br/>As she mingled with guests she liked only marginally better than Nicholas herself, a thought came to her. Why go through all the trouble just to distract a girl? It would be far easier to simply scoop her up as well. Nicholas was the one she was after, but everything he owned would soon be hers…including that blond slut. She was a sweet coat of sugar to the whole deal.<br/><br/>When she had a moment to spare, she spoke with one of her waitresses. All of them wore a formal, tight little outfit, complete with a black vest and bow tie. Since she had already done away with Clarice’s normal uniform, she decided she would have to introduce new outfits for the rest of her crews as well.<br/><br/>“Prepare two glasses instead of one, and make sure Nicholas and his tart receive them.”