"Alice Heather Littman, sir."

Sapphire eyes lit up the more Dio knew more about the ravishing maiden in front of him. The COO never thought that he would find exceptional beauty in such an insignificant location, having previously planned off of doing his nightly excursion for the week due to the sudden intrusion on his schedule. But simply seeing such crimson red locks, along with her slender physique, not to mention her different colored irises, this woman was possibly the rarest beauty in all of Midas! 

Dio could barely contain his euphoria as he drank in every inch of her form. Keen eyes lingered from the woman's slender legs, to her jacket covered body. The teacher was blushing furiously, red and blue firmly transfixed against his own sapphire orbs. 

His breath hitched as Heather put a hand on her slightly heaving chest. Dio felt a tent being pitched in his trousers the more his eyes lingered on her supple, breathing chest. By god, he wondered what his presence was doing to her precious heart right now. 

The debonair felt his smile grow as the woman in front of him visibly struggled to come up with a response. The COO smirked at his own effectiveness. No doubt it was due to his unparalleled charm and beauty that the woman in front of him was rendered speechless.

"...Would you kindly finish your remarks first, sir?" 

The redheaded teacher eventually asked, her confident tone being betrayed by her madly blushing cheeks. Inwardly, Dio chuckled at the prospect of his advances being rebuked so easily.

How brave of her, thinking that deflecting his proposition meant that he'd back off.

Acquiescing to the woman's meek request, Dio sauntered back onto the previously empty podium. With effortless ease, the COO picked up where he left off, reciting predetermined lines for such a common, predetermined event.

It was such a simple task to immediately get back into his interrupted speech, what with him simply coming up with various things as he went along. These fools won't know the difference between empty platitudes and sincere praise. So long as someone with social stature compliments them, even the most insincere commendation would be able to move hearts and minds.

Dio's gaze swept through the crowd, gauging his captivated audience's reactions as he boldly declared his hollow message. While mostly true to his actual beliefs, the COO was never blind to the ever-increasing number of unemployed youths living in the city. He had no doubts that if one had enough talent and wits, one would surely be able to rise to the top of the food chain.

That was simply how Midas worked.

But for all of these thoughts, his mind was still assaulted by the captivating beauty of the woman still standing at the back of her little students. Dio found it hard to not stare at her direction as he continued his speech, the vivid imagination of her naked body on his bed plaguing his thoughts whenever he saw her visage..

Oh how he wished for her fiery red locks to be splayed across pristine white sheets, for her ruby and sapphire orbs to stare at him in complete surrender..

To run his hands on her assuredly soft and supple frame, feeling every inch of her body squirm against his touch..

Just imagining it even now gave Dio such a massive hard-on, his speech almost buckling under the intensity of his own desires.

He was so close.. his prized subject standing a mere few meters away from him. Adjusting his tie to hide the lustful swallow that built up in his throat, The COO elected to end his speech early. He had to get his hands on her now, lest the opportunity slip away from his already open hands.

Applause filtered the open air as the COO wrapped up his speech, his eyes lingering on his current conquest as he allowed the audience's clapping to peter out before descending the stage. Dio's mind was made up the moment his shoes set foot on the rubberized floor of the court:

He would woo Ali- Ms. Littman, to becoming his next paramour. 

Approaching the redheaded teacher once more, this one thought was at the forefront of his mind as Dio put on his usual dashing heartthrob persona. So assured in another victorious conquest, the charming COO ignored the looks of the insignificant children around him in favor of wooing the woman that was currently in front of him.

"..What do you want?" 

His subject questioned, a blush still on her face as her eyes exuded a seemingly confident aura. Intriguing if he did say so himself. It was a rarity that the women he made advances to would try and resist his charms, their facade usually melting the moment his deep stare lingered long enough for their guards to lower. 

"My offer still stands Ms. Littman." With practiced cadence, the dashing debonair propositioned, his gaze boring straight through his conquest's eyes. "If you'd allow me, I'll make your wildest dreams come true."

It was simply a wonder how such a marvelous specimen escaped his notice. Surely she knew of her exceptional value, and would immediately snap up-

"Thank you, sir. But I respectfully decline."

...

.....

.........

What? 

"Oh, I'm sorry if I came off rather strong then Ms. Littman." The COO was taken aback as his subject utterly rebuffed his advances. Was he hearing this right? "Perhaps at another time then?"

"...Maybe, sir."

An eyebrow raised as Dio watched the woman in front of him try her best to keep her composure, her blushing cheeks contrasted by her captivating irises. 

This was certainly new. 

The COO never experienced being denied upfront by a woman, his charms and general attractiveness usually making his subjects weak in the knees from his voice alone. This was a new development, one that certainly requires massive changes to his schedule. 

"I see." Quite a fiery woman, his new specimen. One that's clearly never experienced what it was like to be taken care of by such an experienced and desirable man such as himself. "Then perhaps a date on atop the Tower of Midas come Friday night?"

"...I-"

"Take it, Helly!" A short-haired brunette approached his specimen, her voice carrying an energy that Dio only saw in the hardest of workers. "it's your chance to find true love!"

While the COO would normally be miffed by such an intrusive element butting into his conversations, the equally ravishing woman was influencing his current conquest in a good way, prodding the clearly indecisive redhead into accepting his offer. While not quite at the same level as Ms. Littman, this other woman was also worthy of his attention..

But not at the same level of attention as Ms. Littman currently required of him.

"..I have a-"

"It's fine, I'll cover for ya." The short-haired woman cajoled, furthering his agenda. "I'm sure your kids would understand if it's for their beloved homeroom teacher~" 

Learning from his minor setback, Dio made the proper adjustments to his advancements, making sure that both women's attention would rest solely onto him. It would seem that this one required a gentler approach, one that could coax the redhead out of her shell.

"Indeed, Ms. Littman." The COO agreed to the brunette, weakening the redhead's resolve for her to deny. "I'm sure that your charges wouldn't be remiss at you getting a small chance at happiness."

"...I doubt that, sir." The bespectacled teacher sighed, but his eyes never failed to regard the mad blushing on her cheeks.

"I'll make sure you won't regret it, Ms. Littman," Dio assured as he flashed his signature heart-melting smile. "I'll be waiting at the Topside Bar come seven in the evening."

Quite late for his tastes, but his brand new subject might back out should her schedule give her an accessible out.

"..Abso-"

"She'll be there Dio- sir!" Before his redheaded specimen could even give him her honest reply, the annoying brunette currently behind her shoulders made the decision for her, the woman also blushing intensely under his gaze. "Won't you Heather!?"

The COO flashed a wry smile at the pair, before turning away towards the exit before the two women could even notice. While not the answer that Dio expected out of the woman, he'll gladly take any chance he could get if it meant having his hands on the crimson-haired beauty.

"I'll be expecting you, Ms. Littman." Dio coolly articulated, taking the words from the woman's mouth before she could even begin to rebuff his advancements. "I hope that I'll be worth your while."

Giving the pair one last glance, the victorious COO left the school with his heart pounding frantically, his lust reaching new highs just from remembering his newfound subject. Getting back inside his limousine, Dio let out a heavy sigh. He had to hold out at least up till Friday. He'll get his satisfaction come that night, that he's sure of.

With the unexpected, yet highly productive visit to the school finally over, Dio distracted himself by studying his carefully crafted itinerary. He had to make some changes for the unplanned date to happen. A pushed meeting here, a delayed appearance there, the COO meticulously manipulated his schedule, making sure that nothing stood in his way at obtaining what was assuredly his most beautiful specimen yet.

"Alice Heather Littman." An exquisite name for an equally exquisite woman. "You will be mine eventually."

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*The Tower of Midas is the tallest building in the city. Sporting a whopping 99 floors, it houses the local branches of some of the world's multinational corporations. It also provides a spectacular view of the city, and the Topside Bar allows even the common folk to enjoy such breathtaking views.

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Channeling the inner psychopath is fun. People should try it more often in a safe and secure environment.

Scratch that. I still feel creeped out at the stuff I'm writing. But it's in the WN meta, so might as well do my own take on it. 

Do tell if it's to your liking.