'Do you really think that was my only copy, Monica?'. His eyes were sharp and almost amused as she tried to walk away.<br/><br/>He was leaning back with  the air of a man who suddenly realized he could have the entire world begging at his feet. As he roamed her curves, cozy and so very snug under her dress, he wondered if he had it better than that. '<em>Fuck, she is hot</em>', he thought to himself, feeling his pleasure and his cock rise.<br/><br/>His imagination had always been very vivid and it wasn't too difficult a task for him to disrobe her with his eyes. Oh, how he longed for that angry set of lips to trap the head of his cock and draw him inside her mouth.He felt it stiffen at the very thought, God knows what would happen if she actually did pleasure him like that. He stepped toward her, his bulge rather prominent now, and drew an electronic glass key from his pocket. 'Do you remember your husband granting me access to your private servers? It was at that wonderful gala last month where he welcomed me as his heir'<br/><br/>'And where you snubbed me when I asked for a dance'<br/><br/>He was circling her now, like a vulture stalking its prey. 'You should know I wont be bothering with polite requests anymore', his voice caressed over her left shoulder, but he refrained from touch. 'Robert checks that server every morning. And I've programmed it to display that video right at the top', he was going in for the kill, 'And with the servers always protecting their files, even with the best programmer in the world, you'll have to wait 72 hours to remove it'<br/><br/>Now for the icing on the cake, 'You know how he is about honor and name and prestige and all that bullshit', his voice reeked of contempt as he rolled his head from side to side carelessly, 'The fucking relic. lets hope he doesn't die from the shock of it? Will it be a shock though?', he mused. He was facing her now, his eyes full of depraved intent. 'Do you think he knows you fuck around behind his back?'<br/><br/>He set his momentary curiosity to rest and continued on with his perverse plan. 'Either way', he spoke as if he was at a simple business meeting,'I'd have him wrapped around my little finger if I threatened to go public. Or worse, if I called off the wedding', now the glint in his eye was truly insane. He circled her again, this time inching closer to her ear to let his voice wash over her, 'Your precious angel left at the alter because of her whore mother. Imagine the scandal. Imagine the impact on your daughter. Hell, you and Robert and the company might recover from this, but will she?<br/><br/>'So what'll it be, Mo...nica?', he had been about to call her "Mom" again, but there was plenty of time for that.