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"Huh...Kinda sounded like you did." He muttered before he started to kiss his neck roughly. "Yes I am. So very hot at the moment." He said picking up the male with one arm. "You make me horny you know this. Tried going to work and someone had to look hot when they tried bossing me around. " He growled kicking the door close. "First...We need something in that stomach before anything happens today. " He said sighing as he walked back in. He normally did avoid the office unless there was a big meeting. He couldn't stand people looming around him with questions of how he was and if he was alright. "What should I stuff in you now..."

Donovan laughed. "Seriously. This isn't helping me cool down...Heh heh." He looked at him. "Are you sure you don't want to eat?" He asked Donovan looked at him sternly. "Really..." Donovan growled as he kissed the male more and then kissed his neck and sucked on his flesh. "You taste good. What should we do then?" He asked as he had much on his mind what he wanted to do with Zayn. He knew shopping would have been the better thing to do. He felt like he was going to ride the male into a grave.

Donovan carried him to the couch and dropped him there. He wasn't too nice about the drop either. Donovan laughed. "Oops..." The male laughed still as he climbed on top of him. "You wouldn't like clothes that actually fit your body or anything? I mean...I personally think my clothes look better on me and that you need to have some that don't come off so easily. " He told as he slid the loose long sleeve off his shoulder. "Huh...Guess I'm not thin as you are..." He told sighing a bit. "It sure will suck ripping off my clothes just to get to your delicious form." He laughed undoing the buttons slowly.

Donovan snickered at the red that loomed from the male's cheeks. He shrugged. The older male heard him and disregarded him pushing his hands off. He found his flesh and started kissing it lightly. "Too late...I've already decided to take you up on your offer." He was referring to the male pushing him off. Donovan started pulling off Zayn's outfit further trying not to rip his clothes.

Donovan rolled his eyes. Donovan released him grabbing his leg. "You hit me and you will regret it. " He told with stern face. His eyes stared at him with anger. He shoved off of him. He walked away without a word. Donovan regrabbed his suit case and headed out the door without a care. He wasn't going to deal with the idiot. He had much better things to do. He didn't say goodbye or anything. He just closed the door locking it. Donovan kept the spare key he was suppose to give him. Donovan headed down to the final floor.

Donovan sat in the office typing. His assisstant knocked and eased his head in. He looked confused and humbly let himself in. "I...thought I was suppose to met you at your house." "Apartment." He corrected automatically,"Change of plans." The smaller male nodded,"So, I'm not going to have the clothing stylists head over. Why did you need them? Wanna of your suits torn?" He asked.

Donovan shook his head. "No." The guy frowned as he was actually looking forward to being at his place. He blushed before turning slightly to hide it from Donovan. "Is there anything in the company I should talk about or were you just making sure about the schedule?" "Making sure about the schedule sir. " Donovan waved him off quietly. He knew the guy had a crush on him however he kept to his motto. There isn't room for love with company spies all over. Donovan grinned as he already had a solution for that. The hooker in his house solved the physical needs of that.

He'll deal with the male's push off later. He would fix up that broken deal.

Donovan was out all day and all night until around 12. He attended meetings after meetings. He scolded many on the recent decline. Donovan also skipped lunch and and dinner. He went out with a few clients and entertained them. His assisstant drove him home after being challenged to a stupided drinking game. Donovan leaned against the door as his assisstant tried to open the door. "Never doing that again...VP can all he wants. I rather deal witht he requirements." "You don't need to take every challenge to heart you know. You could have said no."

Donovan rubbed his temples grinning. "I do that...I wouldn't be...the company head..." Donovan sighed,"Why don't you use the key...Heres one..." Donovan dropped it on the floor. He stared at it. He wasn't a drinker so this was hardly ever seen. His assisstant pick them up and opened the door. He grabbed Donovans arm. "I can do this myself Greg." Greg shrugged, "I'm here. I may as well. If I don't take care of you whos going to sign my paychecks. " Greg told holding his arm and steering him into the house. Greg was happy doing this. That was the case until he saw Zayn. "Who's this? Should I call security..." Greg asked. Donovan leaned on Greg weaving a bit. He stared at Zayn,"That's a good question."

Greg didn't like seeing a stranger in Donovans home he even noticed what clothes Zayn was in. Greg looked away not wanting to think what went on between the two of them. Donovan didn't even make a budge to stop him. "Cleaning in that..." Greg sighed before feeling Donovan's weight even more. Donovan watched him go. "Mind dropping me off in my room and locking the door after that."Donovan looked at him after hearing the door close. He really didn't care at the moment as the liquor done it job. Greg nodded. "Who...who is he?" The assisstant asked as he went to the room. He put the male down and started taking off his shoes and his coat. "Thanks greg."