Yes Sir. Anything else?

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"Yes Sir. Anything else?" I sit on the edge of the chair that sits on the other side of his desk. I sit there quietly as I watch him undress me with his eyes. I wanted nothing more to give him that satisfaction, but I would not be swoon over some man behind a desk.

"Come here." His voice was deep as he ordered me. His bright blue eyes darkened and his pupils dialated.

I smoothed out my dress once I stood up and placed the folder that was in my lap onto his desk.

"Mr.Montgomery, if you have anything else you would like me to do, let me know. Otherwise, I'm going back to work."

"Disobeying a boss? Don't think your going to get away free next time. You do what I say or you will be terminated, clear?" He ran a hand through his chestnut colored hair and and looped his fingers together on the desk. The icy cold look he was giving me knew I was in big trouble.

"I'll see you tomorrow Mr.Montgomery. And I'd be careful, my father is a police officer, wouldn't want a lawsuit on your hands for sexual harassment would you now?" I smirked, turned around, and sashayed my way out the door. I knew he was staring me down and I knew my primal instincts were to go in there and have our way, but it felt so good stringing him along, because now, I was in control.

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

I groaned as I stir awake and I realize my alarm is going off telling me to get off my ass and make some money. I put my head under the pillow and I reach out to find the button to turn the devil off, but it was helpless, so I pick it up and chunk it across the room. The alarm and the plug went flying across the room and I finally felt content.

As soon as I realize I was falling back asleep, I look for my phone and begin to panic when I can't find it. Putting a hand underneath my pillow, I feel a small, hard object and pull it out. When I turned it on, the screen lit up and I shielded my eyes away from the extremely bright light. Once my eyes adjusted, I see that the time read 7:42.

"Shit." Getting dressed as fast as I can and deciding to put my hair up in a plain ponytail, I run out the door and down the stairs to call a taxi. Whenever one finally pulled over, I told them where I was going. I pulled out my makeup mirror from my purse and started applying everything that was in my emergency makeup bag. Bright red lipstick and black mascara and some blush will have to do. At least looking presentable will get me through the day.

Sooner as I suspected, I arrived at my destination. The Montgomery Co. I knew anyone else would love to have my job and be in the position I am currently in but there's not a single hair in my body that makes me want to go in there.

After I got over myself, I got in the elevator and went up to the 27th floor. I place my purse down underneath my table and quickly run to the break room to fix myself a pot of coffee.

"You are late." I heard his voice behind me. Have you ever heard a voice that you wanted to fuck but kill at the same time? I glanced at my watch and it read 8:02.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'm right on time. I'm reading that the time is 8:02, and I've already sat my purse down and made myself coffee." I poured the pot into a cup and started adding cream and sugar. "But I will let you have the first cup." I offered him the coffee cup.

He snatched it out of my hand and poured it down the nearby sink. He dropped the dish in the sink, and within a blink he cornered me and stared at me with evil eyes. "You will not speak to me unless I tell you to. Do you understand me?"

I nodded and waited for him to back off of me, but he didn't, he just stared. I wanted to say something, but I figured that wouldn't be the best choice. Later rather than sooner, he backed off of me. "I want you to make an appointment with my brother and tell me the time he is supposed to arrive. I laid a couple of folders on your desk and I expect them signed by the employees and returned to me by tonight."
He turned and walked away. I grabbed his arm and he stopped.

"How in the hell am I supposed to get all the employees to sign papers tonight? That's 27 floors and some people called in sick today Mr. Montgomery."

He took his arm off of me and walked away muttering, "Tonight."

How in the hell was I about to do this?

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