The Twisted Obsession
Chapter 177: Promise

Chapter 177: Promise

Remo leaned back in his leather chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin as he studied Tony. "Did you get the CCTV and the woman’s identity?" he asked, his voice low and measured.

Tony nodded, sliding a folder across the desk. "Yes, I did. It seems her father is a businessman, one of Harrison’s big investors."

Remo’s lips curled into a smirk. "How lucky for us," he mused, tapping his fingers thoughtfully on the desk. "Well, she will surely retaliate. Give back the CCTV. When the man finds out Abby’s identity, I’m sure he would pull out his investments because he thinks Abby now owns the company."

Tony nodded, understanding the implications. "You want me to make sure he finds out?"

"Yes. Out of anger, I’m sure the man will pull out his investments to punish us, but it will be Harrison who would take the heat," Remo explained, his gaze piercing through the dimly lit office. "The board will be angry. He can’t afford to lose the board’s trust since he wants to take over the company. An investor pulling out now will look bad on him."

Tony nodded in understanding, absorbing the implications of Remo’s strategy. "So, we let the dominoes fall and watch Harrison scramble to keep control."

Remo grinned, the thrill of manipulation dancing in his eyes. "Exactly, this is just the beginning . When the dust settles, we’ll be there to pick up the pieces and reshape the board in our favor after acquiring most shares in secret."

Tony nodded, "Alright. I’ll work on it."

Remo leaned forward, his expression turning serious. "Also, get me in contact with Sophia. She owes me, and I think it’s time to repay her debt."

Tony chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. "You want her to repay her debt by transforming Abby?"

Remo’s gaze hardened, his tone unwavering. "Yes. She’s the best woman for the job. You know."

Tony nodded once more, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Consider it done, boss. I’ll reach out to Sophia and make the arrangements."

"Any news about the investigation? We still don’t know who killed Martha or Abby’s father and why?" Remo questioned, his brow furrowing with concern.

Tony sighed heavily, shoulders slumping slightly. "No, it’s a dead end," he admitted. "I thought they would strike at the funeral, but nothing. We haven’t noticed anything unusual either."

Remo leaned back in his chair, his mind racing with possibilities. The unresolved murders hung over them like a dark cloud, casting a shadow of uncertainty over their operations. "Keep me updated on any developments," he instructed, his voice firm. "We can’t afford to let this slide. Someone out there knows more than they’re letting on, and we need to find out who before it’s too late."

Tony nodded solemnly, the weight of the investigation heavy on his shoulders. "I’ll do my best, boss. We’ll get to the bottom of this, one way or another."

With a nod of dismissal, Remo watched as Tony left the office his brows furrowed in deep concern.

The door to his office opened a few minutes later, and Abby sauntered in, her presence commanding attention. She was clad in a sleek, satin nightgown, the fabric clinging to her curves in all the right places. The gown was a deep shade of midnight blue, with delicate lace trim adorning the neckline and hem. It flowed effortlessly around her, accentuating her every movement and leaving little to the imagination.

"Hey," she purred, her voice soft and sultry as she approached Remo’s desk. "I heard Tony leaving, so I decided to check up on you."

A shy smile graced her lips, but there was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as she leaned in closer, her gaze locking with Remo’s.

Remo couldn’t help but admire the way the nightgown hugged Abby’s figure, accentuating her every curve. "You look stunning, Abby," he murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. "That gown suits you perfectly."

His gaze lingered on her, his eyes darkening with intensity as he allowed himself to indulge in the moment. "You know," he added, a hint of suggestion lacing his words, "that gown would look even better on the bedroom floor."

Abby’s cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement, but she didn’t shy away from his boldness. Instead, she met his gaze head-on, a playful glint dancing in her eyes. "Is that an invitation, Remo?" she teased, her voice dripping with innuendo.

A slow, seductive smile spread across Remo’s lips as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Consider it an open invitation," he whispered, sending shivers down her spine. "Care to join me?"

"Hmmm, someone promised to reward me tonight, remember?" Abby said, her voice laced with playful anticipation as she played with the bottom of his top.

Remo’s gaze flickered with excitement as he met her eyes, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Oh, I remember," he replied, his voice low and tinged with desire. "And I always keep my promises."

The air between them crackled with electricity as Remo reached out to gently caress the fabric of Abby’s nightgown. "But you know," he continued, his tone teasing, "I have a few surprises up my sleeve for you tonight."

Abby’s pulse quickened at the promise in his words, her cheeks flushing with anticipation. "Oh you do?"

Remo nodded, "Yeah."

Abby lips pulled up into a smile, "Well then, I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me," she whispered, a playful glint dancing in her eyes as she leaned in closer to him. "I’m all yours, Remo."

With a confident smile, Remo rose from his chair and closed the distance between them in a single stride. Wrapping his arms around Abby’s waist, he lifted her effortlessly off her feet, eliciting a gasp of surprise and delight from her lips.

"Come on," he murmured huskily, his breath warm against her ear. "Let’s not waste any more time."

Abby melted into his embrace, her heart racing with anticipation as Remo carried her towards the bedroom. The tension between them was evident , each step fueling the fire of desire that burned between them.

As they reached the threshold of the bedroom, Remo kicked the door shut behind them with a soft thud, the sound echoing in the dimly lit room. With a hungry gaze, he laid Abby gently on the bed, his hands roaming eagerly over her body as he leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.

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