Jesse sauntered in, looking just as dejected as he had when I'd bumped into him. I wondered what he'd look like with a smile, or a smirk. A felt a thrill run through me at the thought but quickly suppressed it. I'd decided I didn't like him so there was no use fantasising about his dreamy eyes."This here is Jesse," Mr. Mosley said. "Jesse was a bright young man with a promising future at Renard. He should be in a corner office but now he carries boxes and mops empty offices because that's all he's good for. Do you know why? Because I say so. Make no mistake, I hold your fate in the palm of my hands. Isn't that right, Jesse?" He finished, giving him a condescending pat on the back. "Get back to work, those supplies won't replenish themselves."As Jesse walked out, he seemed to take all the heat with him. The room suddenly felt a couple degrees too low and a shiver ran up my spine. Not even a breath could be heard. If Mr. Mosely wanted to send a message, it was fully received. Even Deb
My mind was awhirl with thoughts. Staring at my reflection in the glassy walls of the elevator, I thought about Jesse's warning. I wasn't supposed to be here. I didn't want this role but I guess I would have to make the best of a bad situation. Besides, I wanted more access and this was my opportunity.At least I was new on this floor so I could actually make friends.It wasn't too hard to find his door. I knocked and opened it to find him in the middle of a phone call with his chair turned around to look out the window."Really? Why don't you come show me then. When I get my hands on you, I promise you won't be able to walk straight after. I will ravish that wet, tight –"I cleared my throat, having heard more than I cared to know about his private life. Something told me that him letting me hear his conversation was intentional. I mean, he knew I was coming right? Off to a stellar start already."Ah, miss Reynolds, have a seat," he said, smiling warmly as if he hadn't just committe
It's been a week since I’d become Mr. Mosley secretary and to my utter shock, I hadn't dreaded it. For one, I was away from Debbie – for the most part – and her clique; less office drama meant less stress. Although Petra, who I found out was in love with Mr. Mosley after all, would occasionally stir some drama but things were calm otherwise.And Mr. Mosely himself had been nothing but professional with me. It got to the point where I thought I had made up all the despicable things I knew about him but then Debbie would come for one of her sporadic visits and I would remember I wasn't imagining things.Still, I couldn't really find any fault in his interactions with me. Like today, he'd given me a half day because he had a client meeting that would keep him out for the rest of the day. I can't believe how excited I got over a half day when I literally owned the company. Up ahead, I sighted a familiar figure. I didn't know I'd memorised his walk. The way he'd sway his shoulders and th
Jesse had been ignoring me for a week and I in turn acted like he didn't exist. I'd ride the elevator with him without so much as a word exchanged. I left my car at home and waited until he was about to leave and he just drove off with me standing there in the cold. I even showed up to his lunch spot and loudly told the server that I'd recommend the place to my coworkers and he didn't flinch.It was getting on my damn nerves. All I'd ever done was be nice to him. I extended an olive branch and he would spit in my face?The asshole. So when the company retreat was announced, I knew it was my chance to make him stop ignoring me.I picked out your outfit the night before; high-waisted jeans that clung to me like a second skin and a long sleeve tube top that showed off my shoulders. I'd been hitting the gym for a couple months and I was finally feeling like my old self – before my disastrous marriage.I slept like a baby knowing he would not be able to resist getting an eyeful.
I frowned at him. "What about these ones?""Spoken for," he answered curtly."That's ridiculous, you can't reserve a burger." He was really pissing me off. "Besides, it's for the boss, Mr. Mosely. I think he takes precedence."It was subtle but I saw him stiffen, just for a second. That's what he got for being so difficult. I felt kinda bad though. I knew he had some sort of disagreement with Mosley and I saw how he got treated at work. Wasn't I going too far rubbing things in his face like this? "Well tell Mosely there are no more burgers," he said through gritted teeth. Why was he getting mad? He was the one acting like an asshole to me. We were locked in a stalemate, glowering at each other."Umm, guys, there's still some raw patties in the fridge. I'll go get them," the receptionist said."Your burger will be ready in thirty minutes. Come back then," he said.Did he think he could tell me what to do? Well he had anything coming if he thought so.I smirked and relaxed my body, t
Coming into work for the new week, I had a pep in my step. I'd gotten yelled at by my dad, forgotten my aunt's birthday and got yelled at for it by my mom but through my ordeal, Jesse's smile had kept me in a happy haze.I was finally breaking through his walls. All I really wanted was the information he had, at least that's what I told myself.So why did it bother me so much when I walked in and there he was talking and laughing with the damn receptionist? The two-timing piece of – no. I wasn't going to be that person. I took a deep breath and exhaled all the negative emotions and wordlessly walked past them. "Morning miss Reynolds."His deep voice resonated in my chest, stopping me in my tracks. "Good morning," I said, turning to give him a curt smile and nodding to the receptionist, before continuing on my way to the elevator. "The retreat was pretty fun right? Ashley here was just telling me how much fun she had."Of course her name was Ashley, I thought, rolling my eyes."Yeah
I shrunk away from his disgusting hands but that was all the movement I could manage. "Don't be shy. You weren't shy on the dance floor. Come on baby, come to daddy."I wanted to throw up in my mouth but even my retching muscles wouldn't cooperate. I sucked in all the air I could into my lung, trying to muster a blood-curdling scream but his hand was over my mouth in an instant."Save your voice, there'll be plenty of screaming later, okay baby? I'll make you feel so good."He caressed my face and I could only scream in my head. My body wouldn't do anything I told it to.How the hell did I get here? Move damn it! I willed my legs to run, to kick him in the balls, anything.My hands, nothing.He was looking me over like he was a predator stalking its prey. My heart was pounding against my ribcage.Move damn it!"You're such a pretty little thing, in your little suit and shirt. I've always wondered what you had hiding underneath it all until she showed me last week. That was formed rig
"Where is he? Where is the bastard?" Debbie shrieked so loud I thought my eardrums would pop.She ran for his office with droplets of her snot playing everywhere. I assumed she would leave screaming when she was he wasn't in but she had better ideas.She threw and ripped and slammed anything she could get her hands on, screaming like a banshee all the while. No one dared interrupt her tantrum. I wondered what had caused this blowout and then my eyes went back to my screen.The apparent company-wide email contained a Dropbox link that contained a bunch of folders. A cursory look revealed they had names as their titles – one of them was labelled 'Debbie'.With the way she was acting, my curiosity wouldn't let me leave it alone. I opened the folder and found a bunch of video files but couldn't tell from their thumbnails what they were so I clicked on one."You like that? You like the way I'm sliding all the way down?"Debbie was on top of Mosley doing not safe for work things in his offi