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“Thank you. I'll be sure to let him know,” she says in a heavy accent. “But I didn’t call to talk about my father. I need ideas on how to run the company in a way that will ensure that none of the men in this business try to take advantage of me. I know a lot about cars, but even still, I know I'll be blackballed and viewed as a joke. So, why don’t we meet this evening? We can talk more about this over dinner and a glass of champagne. My treat.”
Her call for a meeting is so last minute and out of my schedule, but I can’t pass it up. I think it's the perfect opportunity to introduce Felicia as my marketing specialist, and see how she works under pressure at the last minute. It's also a chance for me to see her again because right now, I'm craving her close to me.
“Perfect,” I say. “Text me the location and time, and I'll see you there.”
Her text comes through not long after we end our call. She wants to meet at the Golden Apple, a tiny jukebox club that has the best champagne and caviar in the state. Before heading home to prepare myself to see Heiress again, I text Felicia to request her presence at dinner this evening. And she accepts.
Felicia meets me at the entrance at seven on the money. She's dressed professionally, as if she’s just come from an office setting. Even with the peacoat and dressy slacks she’s wearing, she’s still tauntingly sexy.
“Hello.” I smile as I open the door for her to enter.
“Hi.” She smiles back as she walks ahead of me. “Putting me on the spot seems to be a kink of yours I see.”
“Yeah, well, I’m a very spontaneous man.”
Heiress is waiting at a table located away from the crowd. She's always been the kind of woman who likes to be out of the spotlight. She's elegant and classy in all ways. Especially business. I hope she doesn’t pick up on my kink for Felicia this evening because I don’t want to ruin my chances at finally getting close to her father’s dealers. But I'm not counting on it. I can’t seem to hold my composure around her too well.
“Heiress,” I say, placing a hand on Felicia’s lower back. “This is my marketing specialist, Felicia Delgado. I hope you don’t mind if she joins us this evening. She's a lot better at fleshing out ideas than I am.”
She gives Felicia a daring look, almost as if she’s a hound dog who got a hit on the sex we had earlier today. I’ve been told that women are great at sniffing out the other woman, but I've never seen it in person.
“Of course,” she says, not really enthused. “The more the merrier.”
Everything starts out perfectly. Heiress gives a detailed list of what she’s interested in and all the ways she wants to make her father’s company her own. She wants something the younger generation can grab hold of, but also wants to appeal to the customers her father has now.
Felicia, to my surprise, grabs a hold of the conversation by its reins and pulls Heiress into her stable like a bull who’s been tamed by its master. Heiress is hanging on to her every word, her every idea, and so am I.
“Commercials are a big thing these days,” she says. “We see sales commercials from dealerships daily, but we rarely see any from luxury car dealers. Old school cars, sure. But where are the Ferrari commercials? The Bentley and Benz commercials? If we do see them, they’re always so watered down and one dimensional. I think it would even help if you starred in the commercial yourself. You're a beautiful woman who I'm sure gets a lot of attention from men. Now, I don’t condone mixing business with pleasure often, but sex sells. And it’d be amazing if you were the face of your own company. I mean, how many women do we see holding a position as luxurious as yours?”
The fire in Heiress’ eyes as she listens to Felicia bring this commercial to life before there’s even a storyboard is very telling. She's hungry for this. She wants nothing more than to pose in front of the camera for reasons other than selling cars. She finally sees herself for the Queen of luxury that she is and is ready to break out of her shell.
“Wow.” Heiress gives Felicia a round of applause. “You have yourself a gem here, Marc. She's very persuasive and seems to know how to draw a crowd. I love the idea, but how do we execute?”
“That’s something you and I can discuss further once we have a contract in place.” I take it from here to let Heiress know that we aren’t giving away ideas for free. “If you’re serious about moving forward with this we can discuss the terms and conditions in my office when you have a minute.”
Her smirk tells me she’s under the impression that our prior relationship should have made me take a shortcut with her. But, as much as I would love to do her a solid, business is business.
“Okay.” She nods. “I’ll schedule something with you soon. Until then, you two enjoy the rest of your evening. I have to get back to my jet. I have other arrangements that need my attention.”
Heiress leaves the restaurant, and I can’t be happier to be alone with Felicia. She did such an amazing job controlling the narrative, it turns me on even more for her. I would love to sneak away and fill her insides with my erection again, but I have to control myself.
“Amazing job,” I say. “You really caught her attention like I've never seen anyone do.”
“Really?” she asks. “Do you think she’s really buying what I'm selling? I mean, I can deliver, for sure, but she seems like a very hard woman to please.”
“I’m positive,” I chuckle. “I’ll take care of everything and make sure she’s on board for sure. Until then, how do you feel about coming on board as my official director of marketing? There's an office open already, as you saw earlier, it’s just waiting to be filled.”
She smiles a gorgeous smile that I can’t take my eyes off. The way her hair rests over one of her shoulders to expose her neck, makes that smile even more dazzling. She looks like she’s pondering my question even though she already knows the answer, and I can’t help but feel the blood rush to the head of my shaft.
“I would love that,” she says. “Thank you for considering me.”
Chapter Seven - Felicia
Monday morning rolls around and I'm excited to be in the office. Marc has already added my name plaque to the door for me and has even placed flowers on my desk, along with an itinerary of what needs to be done in this department.
Kerry, my assistant, and receptionist for the marketing floor, has welcomed me and introduced me to everyone here. It feels great to already feel like part of the family, even though this is my first day.
I brought a few things from home to make my office feel more comfortable; pictures of me and my dad, plaques and awards that I kept in my last office. I also brought my favorite throw blanket in case I'm ever here late at night and need something to keep me focused.
