Office Spy [Straight]

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Office Spy

Selena knocks on her 'boss's' door and waits as he calls her in. Forcing a bright fake smile onto her face, she struts over to her boss's desk. Truth is she hates the man. Not because he's an awful boss, or acts in anyway unprofessionally towards her (or any other employee) but for one reason and one reason only...he's the CEO of Caster Co. A large business firm that designs and engineers engine parts. This company is the very rival to UniTec Industries, which is Selena's true company.

The one she is supposed to be heir to. The one her father runs: And the reason why she's playing the whole charade of being the faithful secretary. As far as she's concerned Mr Grant, her employer, believes her to be the faithful, loyal, ditzy blonde and that's just what she wants.

"Miss Curt, is it 6 o'clock already?" asks her boss, his turquoise blue eyes glancing up at her.
Selena feels like cursing his devilishly good looks. With dark hair; a tall, lean, muscular frame; bright turquoise eyes and slight stubble at his chin and cheeks, even Selena's not immune to having her heart thump just a little louder from his looks.
"I'm afraid so, Mr Grant. Is there anything else you needed?" she politely asks, already in anticipation at what's to come on Monday. Monday will be the merger or if it all goes to plan for Selena the hostile takeover of Caster Co. by UniTec Industries. She's managed to hack in and get most of their business plans but a little more hacking tonight and she'll have it all. The documents she'll then proudly present to her father; who will then be forced to accept her cunningness and safely step down so that she can inherit the empire.


"Actually Miss Curt...there is something. The files for the meeting about to take place on Monday with UniTec Industries, I was hoping you could go over them and perhaps make some suggestions," says the man.
Selena's eyes light up at that.
"Yes, of course, I'd be happy to," she smiles with excitement. This is it! This is it, the last piece she needs to give to her father.
"Great...But, I seem to have misplaced them...help me look won't you?" mutters the man fumbling with some files on his desk.
Selena drops her bag and walks over to the filing cabinets, unlocking them and searching through but a few minutes later and none of the files are there.
She feels her heart sink in dejection finding many files there except the correct ones.

"They're not here, Sir," she tells him.
"They're not?But-Oh, that's right," he snaps his fingers, "I must have left them at my apartment. I'd be much obliged if you could drop by and collect it."
Selena nods her head naively, "sure. Of course, I don't mind."
"Great. Um, well, give me a few minutes here and we could go together so you can pick it up. Unless of course, it's out of your way?"
Selena shakes her head, "no, it's fine. We can go now."
The sooner she can read through that document the sooner she can get herself appointed as new CEO of UniTec Industries.
"That's great, Miss Curt. Why don't you wait in the lobby, I'll be done in a few minutes," grins her boss.

As Selena walks out, Nicholas Grant drops the fake smile and glares at the ghost of the woman. How dare she pretend to be 'Sarah Curt' when she is obviously not! He felt so stupid for taking so long to find out that the woman claiming to be Sarah Curt is actually Selena Yvonne, the daughter of his rival Andrew Yvonne. But arguably, it wasn't his fault he didn't know. Andrew had always kept his personal life private which meant that his daughter appeared to be just another blonde vixen needing a job. He hadn't known that she'd be the vicious she-devil that could hack into his company's files and gain the trust of his employees and him. Still today, he'll undo his stupid error and put an end to Miss Yvonne's devious plans to ruin him.


His secretary stands up as his feet ring out against the tiled floor of the lobby. He subtly glances from her pristine blonde bun to her elegant pale neck, to the large swell of her ample bréasts in the black fitted dress, down to the dip at her waist, curving out again at her wide hips and then to her thick thighs; the dress stopping at her knees shows off her smooth shins and the heels on her feet make her legs longer as well as making her rear even more so delectable.

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