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In a certain office building in Downtown Midas, a fairly handsome man sat comfortably behind his posh desk, a wine glass on one hand as he read a printed out itinerary on the other. The clear walls behind the man displayed a sprawling cityscape, a playground for the rich and powerful to play with.

"Hmmm..." A nine o'clock meeting with the stockholders.. Rounds by the docks at eleven.. "A fairly standard rundown."

Dio Panagopolous was a simple man by his standards. Everyday, the black-haired Chief Operating Officer of the Alexandria Shipping Company would wake up in his penthouse just above his office at exactly 5 AM on the dot, followed by a strict regimen of daily exercises to maintain his adonis-like figure. By 6 AM the COO would take a brief shower lasting for exactly eight and a half minutes, thoroughly washing the sweat and grime off his straight, neck length locks that accumulated from his brief yet rigorous exercise. After which, he would get dressed in his usual black suit emblazoned with the lion-like emblem of his company, before finally descending down to his main office to eat the set breakfast for the day.

A meticulous schedule was the key to maximum efficiency, and his schedule was always planned out for at least a week ahead.

"Oh?" Dio felt an eyebrow raise as he read through more of his weekly schedule. "I don't recall ever sponsoring such a quaint, little event."

Apparently, the COO was due to make a small appearance on an old elementary school in Nancaan come Tuesday next week. 

"I wonder.." 

The acrid taste of pitch-black coffee reached his tongue as the man pondered on the sudden intrusion to his schedule. Did Father set him up for this? He did always nag him about proper PR and all of that unnecessary drivel. A finger twitched as the COO mentally recalculated his plans for the next week.

"This is certainly annoying..." His other activities would have to be put on hold, company matters cluttering his already precious free time. "Maybe.."

His right hand drummed the side of his wooden desk, Dio considering the options available. Perhaps he'll push the meeting with the Dockmaster up to Saturday. That way, he'll still have enough time to-

*RIIIING RIIIIIING*

"Dio Panagopolous speaking." Answering his office phone, his tenor voice shifted from a pondering tone to a concise cadence. Confidence was required to run a multi-million drachma company after all.

"Son." The old, ragged voice of one Kristo Panagopolous greeted his ear. A frown threatened to surface on Dio's face as his old man made his daily call. "I trust that you've seen the minor addition to your itinerary."

"Yes, Father." The son replied, as professional as his general disdain and annoyance would allow it. "I don't quite understand why we'd sponsor such a minor event."

"Public appearances are very valuable in our line of service Dio," Kristo explained, the old man's tone carrying a voice of wisdom that the younger man apparently failed to pick up on. "It's important that the people of the city know who the next heir of Alexandria is."

There it was again. The line of thinking never really made quite much sense to Dio. Why bother showing his face on such insignificant, low exposure events when his handsome face was already pretty much well known throughout the entire city?

"I understand." He lied as smoothly as he had always been trained to do. "I'll be present during the exact time specified." Best nip the old man in the bud, his time was a precious commodity. 

"I hope you do, my son." The COO heard his father's lips smack on the side of the line. "And do try to keep your.. proclivities, to a minimum."

"Yes, Father." 

*Clack*

Dio gritted his teeth in annoyance as his father once more mentioned about his.. side activities. There was a reason he maintained a schedule, not for the good of the company which he was already CEO in all but name, but to make sure that he had enough time to sample some of his city's finest products from time to time.

"Troublesome.."

Taking a glance out to the city's mid-morning skyline, the COO pulled up the previous thought of considering his options for the week. Seeing as he had no choice in the matter, he might as well postpone his more.. delectable activities. Beautiful women are dime a dozen in the city, after all, they'll still be there for him to enjoy even if he failed to make time to charm one for the taking.

Getting up from his mahogany desk, Dio paced his moderately sized office. Black shoes failed to clack against the floor as red and orange carpets and lion rugs covered the floor beneath his feet. It was an eyesore sometimes, the company's lion themed decor littering what he deemed as his own personal space. If he had his way, these would be the first thing that goes once his old man finally croaked.

*Knock Knock*

A faint knock shook him out of his musings. It would seem that his new secretary has finally arrived. 

"Come in." Dio called as he faced one of the two doors in his office, piercing blue eyes ready to judge the new hire. 

"Go-Good morning Mr. Panagopolous." Immediately, the COO found his eyebrows raising at the marvelous sight in front of him, annoyance replaced with lustful curiosity as the quaint little thing stuttered into his office. "I-I apologize if I'm-"

"Why, hello there." With masterful execution, the suited man modulated his tenor voice to a more melodious and enticing tone. "I never expected such a beauty to grace my presence this early in the day." 

What a beautiful specimen, her form and cadence clearly unmarked.. Untainted. Putting on his usual lady killer charm, Dio moved in on his newfound target.

"O-Oh!" The stuttering brunette blush at his soft touch, his one hand already taking the flustered secretary's right hand up to a kiss. "I-I-"

"Don't be afraid my dear," Dio assured as he led the charmed woman deeper into his office. "It's just the two of us in here."

"M-Mr. Panagopolous!" The charming COO watched in amusement as the young secretary took her hand back. "It's inappropriate!" How exquisite! A specimen that cannot discern her own desires. 

With well-practiced grace and affection, Dio brushed a stray lock from the beet red secretary's face, sapphire eyes gazing deep into the woman's soul. He can sense it as clear as day, her deepest desires locked deep beneath her shy exterior.

"Nothing is ever inappropriate within these walls." The new hire melted into his arms, shallow breaths smothered by a brief kiss. "I'll make your dreams come true."

"I...I." 

With a gentle hand, the COO led the stuttering young lady into the other door found within his office, an unassuming, wooden door with no descriptors whatsoever. It was his most prized space, its key having no duplicates of any kind. 

"You'll experience a level of pleasure that you have never felt before." 

"M-Mr. Pa-Panagopolous~"

A knowing smirk made its way to the dashing debonair's mouth. As expected of a typical Midasean bachelorette, swooning over any desirable man with power. Dio mentally patted himself for another victorious conquest, his skills akin to a hot knife through butter.

Turning the knob and entering his most personal sanctum, the once more victorious Dio led his brand new specimen inside, making sure that her beautiful form went untainted. Well, not until he can examine her physique in a more intimate manner.

"Do make yourself comfortable." The COO advised as he prepared himself for another sampling of Midas's finest. "We'll get to know each other, very intimately~"

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The sounds of muffled moans and ecstasy filtered through the office's other nondescript door, before one guttural scream ended the brief tryst. 

"Such a fine, little specimen.." The COO droned, crimson dripping from his right hand as a beating heart pulsed within its grip. "You've done well giving life to such a beauty."

Satisfied with his new addition, Dio cleaned up his blood-stained hands, before placing his prize on a small jar filled with a clear preservative. His blue eyes marveled at the still-beating organ, wonder and pleasure filling his entire being before glancing once more to a silver pocket watch.

"Tch.." Dio tutted in annoyance. He was already a few minutes behind schedule.

Straightening out his suit once more, the COO prepared himself for another uneventful day of work. He'll dispose of his..refuse later. He had crafted his schedule to accommodate for unforeseen hiccups such as this, after all, he'll have the time to do so during another one of his nightly jaunts.

"No one will be the wiser.." As per usual due to his meticulous planning. 

A whirlwind couple entered the privacy of the room, but only one came out in the end.

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Hilariously, when I did the second pass on this chapter, I was reminded of a very popular, smut riddled piece of fiction. Never thought I'd stoop to this level of writing, but by god was this pretty fun to write.

Do tell if it's tasteful or not.