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(This part of the Story will be told in the 1st Person)

Another night in my Apartment's dreary office, depending almost wholeheartedly on what must be half a gallon of caffeine to keep me awake, sat at this shitty desk... the same shitty desk that dad gave me when I moved in.

I know I need to rest, get a goodnight's sleep at least but... Every time I close my eyes and feel sleep coming, Their faces fill my mind. Eating has become a challenge too, it just feels like a waste of time, time that I could be using to look for Charlie, mix all that B.S with a couple of bottles of Merlot and I guess that makes me a certified mess.

People keep asking me questions, trying to comfort me, saying stuff like "It's okay Diana" "Diana, Just take a break" "Diana, let us handle the search" like I'm some sort of Fragile thing, that isn't who I am, Dad would always rattle on at us when we were kids "If You want something that badly, then You work for it, fight for it and don't stop until you do." It's a habit I almost wish I didn't have, just so I can have one restful night. if only there was someone to comfort me... I wish Charlie where here, sure he was-No, is a wimp, but his stupid little jokes would help me every time I was down... but for now, I get to mourn alone.

I can barely think about anything else, but finding him, it's like I'm being consumed, falling into an abyss that will swallow me whole. It doesn't help that, that Watson girl keeps coming here, asking if I'd found anything yet... it's just too much.

A couple of hours ago, after few more large glasses of Red, I received a visit from the only competent person that I know, his heavy knocking pulling me back out of my little zone out "Dobroye utro, Kiska." just, as usual, Boris had gotten me breakfast, a Bagel and a Coffee from the Cafe across from my apartment building, though the Bagel often went to waste.

Of all of dad's bodyguards, He was the only survivor, the only man not chopped to pieces and burned to a crisp, though that's not to say that He didn't come close enough to ****, I was happy enough to see his remarkably quick recovery, and of course, him entering My Employ, I have known him since I was a just a kid after all.

"...Mr. Crane is downstairs, Kiska, I would send him away?" He asked in his warm and familiar accented tone, I sighed, Rob was back? that's just what I needed to add to my plate of already ludicrous bullshit, "No, Boris it's okay... You can tell the Cops to let him in." He nodded his head, looking at me with those big dumb eyes "You did not sleep again?"

"I need to go through the CCTV again, then find out where She came from, I found out that she was sighted at the Academy with him, just before his disappearance, also the Nurse saw him before-" I stopped after I noticed the look on his face "No, I didn't."

"How do You expect to find him if you do not sleep, is not good." He said with a Frown, I might have yelled back at anyone else, but with Boris, I simply rubbed my tired eyes and nodded "Okay."

"Good, I will send the gentleman up." Boris said going for the door "And eat the Bagel, it cost Five Dollars!" he quickly added before slipping off, teasing the smallest of smiles from me before he left.

I got up for what must have been the first time in seven hours, walking through my apartment to my bathroom and pulling away my clothes as I flicked on the shower, I lingered for a moment in front of the Mirror, grimacing at the bags under my eyes, running my fingers through the slip ends in my sea of long back hair.

I traced my fingers along my breasts, wondering if they had lost any of their perkiness for a moment before thinking better of it, though as I pulled down my panties, I paused at handful of fluffy black hair on my mound... I really have been lazing, Hopefully after finding Charlie, I would feel a little more inclined, maybe Rob would care, what am I saying, of course He wouldn't care.

I left the door open a crack, watching the steam of the room escape while the warmth of the shower's waters touched my hair and skin, I cleaned my more essential parts before I head my door open, though I knew it wouldn't really matter if I was clean or not "Diana, Diana!" His voice was wispy, a high pitched whip that cracked at the air, more than irritating.

He eventually found his way in, his curious little eyes peeking past the doorway to oogle my naked body, though after a moment He seemed to gain the courage to simply walk in "Hello Diana." He said with a smile, I could have sworn, You'd need a chainsaw to cut his eyes away from my tits then "Hi." I said with a glance, leaving him to stand in awkward silence "So..." He said, an uncomfortable look on his soft face "I wanted to come and check on You, everyone at the Firm is worried about You."

"Sure they are." I glanced at him again before going back to rub shampoo in my hair, "I've been thinking about You, Wondering if You had gotten out of the house today..." His words were segmented, interrupting himself with his long stares at my figure which glistened from the water "...I'm so sorry again to hear about Your dad, and Charlie of course You must-"

"Look..." I interrupted, "We've only been doing this for a week, I don't need Your sympathy." He swallowed nervously making me roll my eyes impatiently "Just get undressed and fuck me already, I haven't got all day."

Without a moment's notice, Rob began to undress, practically tearing his clothes off as he staggered towards my higher form, like a bug climbing towards a bright light. Rob pushed back his neat Blonde hair, playing a little with his cock, I watched the fairly average-sized thing inflate sighing with a mild relief as he reached around to gently squeeze my nipples.

Rob did not try to be affectionate, He knew better than that, I had no feelings for the man, it seemed to bother him a little bit but... He knew what He sighed up for.

I felt a hint of hardness brush against the sensitivity of my folds, his shaft rubbing along the body of my pussy as his arms wrapped around me, though his teasing had gotten me a little worked up, hot breaths leaving me and hips gently swaying in time with his rhythm, I pulled his hands away from me and reached behind, taking his member in hand and stabbing it inside of me, the sensation making me groan in satisfaction "Holy shit You're so tight," Robert said through a moan, his hands settling on each one of my cheeks as he began to pump my hole for pleasure.

Rob had worked with me for several years "Ah You fucking office, slut." He was a simple man, but a good enough lawyer to earn him a reputation, "Ummm, ah, ah, ah" He had been crushing on me for quite some time, I know this... but a relationship was never what I was looking for, "umm, Faster" I commanded, "If I go any faster, Ah, I'm gonna cum!" A flush of pleasure flew up through my abdomen, mixing with the mild irritation "Just, go faster." I commanded again, a long moan escaping me as he picked up his pace obediently.

Lucas, My landlord had at one point served Robert's current purpose, though like the others He had made the mistake of catching feeling for Me. Rob huffed away, his hips slamming into mine, his hands sinking into the fat of my ass, but... I could feel, as it rocketed in and out of my pussy, the slight pulsing and quivering of his Cock "...Are You... are you gonna cum?"

"Yeah, I-Ah fuck, I need to slow down," My fists balled as my irritation transformed into real anger "Don't You dare, don't You fucking dare." I said, feeling my climax closely approaching, I had been hungering for an orgasm for weeks and every time Robert (Just like the others) had failed, "Not today!" I thought to myself.

I pushed back against Robert's smaller form, making him wince as his back collided with the Shower wall, his cock was lodged deep inside me now and I placed my hands against the wall in front of me. With a rampant and animalistic determination, I thrust my hips back and forth, using his pole as my personal dildo as it carried me across the stepping stone toward my Cumming, "D-Diana, I'm-I-m going to!" He cried, my Climax just a moment away "No, no, no, I'm so fucking close!" I spat, speeding up my thrusting into a relentless pistoning.

Robert cried out, his Hands digging into me as his Member began to convulse. He finally grunted, whining in a high pitched tone as he blasted inside of me, the feeling of his disgusting cum flowing in me, denying me of my Orgasm "Shit." I said pulling him out of me immediately and walking over to the toilet.

"I... I came inside of You." Rob said with a dumb look on his face, I merely scowled from the toilet, doing my best to push the semen out of my hole, "You didn't make me cum." Is all I said leaving him to turn off the shower while he dried himself off with my only clean towel, "Diana, I wanted to tell you something..."

I simply sighed, using my fingers to fish his seed out of Me, "I know We haven't been doing this for very long but," ah fuck not again "I've liked You for a long time and the Sex has been amazing I just, wanted to make it an official thing You know, go for diner sometime, introduce You to my dad?"

My eyes lingered on him for a moment, already sure of my response, and his... "No, I told You, Rob, I don't like You that way." He frowned "But-"

"-But nothing... I think we're done, leave." My word's cut into him, making him pause before he spoke: "Y-You can't just use me and dump me like trash!?"

"Guess what dipshit, I just did." His face became flush with anger "You fucking bitch, You disgusting Whore!" He started "Careful Robert." I warned, staring with annoyance "I'm going to tell everyone in the office about this, I swear I'll shout it from the fucking rooftops, You fucking piece of..."

Word's have never really bothered me, but I have a reputation to uphold, not to mention that He dared to go to try and strike me. His hand descended to deliver a smack, though it never did meet its mark, I had caught him by the wrist and began my motions, just a Dad taught Me.

First was the first and final blow, I delivered a swift kick to his testicles, hard enough to hurt but not to damage, he fell forward as he screamed, his neck being caught in my hand where I sat up, pushing him against the wall, putting pressure on his windpipe as he Struggled. "I'm going to warn You once, don't fuck with me. I have so much shit on You that even You won't believe, I could ruin Your rep, Your career and Your fucking face in less than ten minutes, so... I suggest that You take Your clothes once I let you go, and get out of my apartment."

And just like that, after I released him, He scrambled off and away, like a terrified rat. I picked my towel off from the ground, drying my hair and throwing my clothes back on, the fabric sticking to my wet skin, "Back to work then..." I said, my thoughts returning to My Brother & My father, not knowing that it would be a long time until I would get to see either ever again.