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“For having such a dirty fucking mouth?” I ask. Her eyes widen, and I set my glass down. Playtime is over. I reach for her chin, forcing her to look at me. It’s not hard. She wants to look at me. She’s probably thinking about sucking my cock right now, wondering if it’ll get her the job. It will.
“What are you doing?” Alex asks, but she doesn’t fight me. She allows me to hold her chin in place. Her eyes widen, and her breathing speeds up. Maybe she’s a little submissive. Maybe she’s just a little slutty. The innocent would-be teacher act works really well, I have to admit. She looks demure, but she’s hot as fucking hell. I bet she’d look even hotter on her knees unbuttoning my pants.
“Do you really think you deserve this job?” I ask her. I don’t move my eyes from hers. I’m locked in. I’ve decided that I do want her. It’s a terrible business decision to hire someone I want to sleep with. It’s breaking my own rule. After all, this is why Damien and I get along so well. It’s only for a short time, though. Damien can train her before his trip, I can fuck her out of my system, and when he gets back to America, Damien can take his place again as my rightful assistant.
But does she deserve a chance?
“Yes.” She licks her lips. “Yes, I deserve this job, Ryan.”
Not Mr. Shadowvale.
Ryan.
Who the fuck calls me Ryan anymore?
I grip her chin a little bit harder. She doesn’t pull away. I like how she’s looking at me right now. Vulnerable. Hungry. There’s a spark in her eyes. Irritation, maybe. Annoyance.
Or perhaps it’s something more.
Perhaps the little minx is just as hungry for my cock as I am to give it to her.
“Do you?”
She tries to nod, but I’m holding her chin, so she can’t. She’s forced to speak, forced to use her words.
“Yes.”
“Yes, Mr. Shadowvale,” I correct.
“Yes, Mr. Shadowvale.”
“One day,” I lower my voice. “You’ll say, yes, sir.”
That’s what I really want. I want to hear her purring sweet honorifics as I slide my dick into her sweet, soft pussy. I want to hear her groaning my name as I make her fall apart for me. I bet she comes beautifully. I bet everything about her in bed is beautiful.
She’s quiet. Her mouth forms a tiny “o,” like she’s surprised at what I’m saying. Good. It’s good that I can surprise her. She thinks she’s got me all figured out, and on paper, she certainly has, but in real life, there’s much more to me than what she sees. Some of this, she’ll uncover as we work together. Most of it, she won’t.
Like any good businessman, I hold most of my cards close to my chest. My father made many mistakes in his life, but he did teach me the value and the power of secrets. The entire world deals with secrets. To the rich, they’re a form of currency. If you know the right people, and you know the right information, you can pretty much do whatever the hell you want.
At the very least, you can get whatever the hell you want.
And suddenly, I realize that I want Alex.
“Be here Monday,” I tell her. I don’t let go of her chin, though. I keep holding it, looking into her eyes, watching her.
“Monday,” she whispers.
“Seven o’clock.”
Then I let go of her chin, and Alex walks out of my office without looking back.
