Faith POV
Just another day of being groped and eye-fucked by my perverted boss. I was so used to his disgusting glares that they bothered me no more. But trust me, I always wanted to punch his pig's face and send him flying across the room.You'd wonder why I didn't quit right? That's because I was still hunting for a better job. I held a BBA degree but had no experience in the work field because almost every job vacancy wanted "5 years of experience". I mean why would they want 5 years of experience? As if we graduated high school in diapers. It was just so impossible. And they had to complicate things even further.After my graduation, I landed a job as a waitress at Mr John's restaurant. The pay was enough for me to get myself a small temporary apartment and cover the bills. So I had no choice but to let him ogle and grope me "accidentally" every time he was near me. It wasn't my fault that I had an hourglass body with a C-sized bra and a huge curvy ass. Blame it on genes. My mother was the most beautiful and curvy woman I've ever seen. Her brunette hair cascaded way past her shoulders. Her marble-black eyes were just so intriguing. And her smile! Good Lord; the woman's smile could cure cancer. How I missed that smile! May her soul rest in peace.I knew that heads turned when I walked by. There were always wolfish growls and whistles every time I was out on the streets. That made me wear baggy clothes to avoid it all. And oh, they were so damn comfortable! "Faith baby, please come to my office for a few minutes." the old pervy baldy called with his disgusting voice. I rolled my eyes before turning towards him with a fake smile.Amanda chuckled next to me because she knew how I felt about our boss. She saw everything that went by and even pitied me. Other girls just thought that I landed the job because I sucked Mr. John's dick. But I had no time to prove them wrong because I was busy minding my own business. I mean who'd want to go near that old wrinkled man?I wiped my wet hands on my apron and made my way to his office. I found him huddled in his chair like an old fart he was. He gestured to a seat in front of him and I sat."I would like you to be the manager of this restaurant!" He said leaning forward on his desk."I really appreciate that Mr. John but I won't be taking it since I'm not planning to stay here forever," I said all politely."Oh come on baby. Don't you love this job? You know I love seeing you. Ever since you came here the restaurant has been flourishing. You are supposed to be my possession. Because without you, I'm afraid my business will go down. You know all of our customers come here to get a view of your angelic figure!" he nodded to me with his eyes roaming my body and licked the drool that almost escaped his mouth. His nerve."Mr. John, first of all, I am not and will never be your item. Secondly, your business is failing because of your poor judgment because all you think of is how you are going to get your dick wet. Thirdly, I don't care even if you go down because that's none of my damn business." I said with a very calm voice. But inside, I was raging."There there, honey. You can't blame me now, can you? And what you've said is the reason why I need you to manage this restaurant. Come on baby you know you want to!" He replied licking his lips. Again! I stood up and slammed my palms on his wooden desk."You know what, I'm done here." And with that, I turned and left his office. I yanked the door closed and muffled his yelling then went to the staff room to get my sorry bag.Amanda's eyes landed on me. She came and clasped my arm with her hands. A look of concern on her face."What happened? What was that about?" she asked."The old fucker wants me to be the possession of this restaurant because his business flourishes when I'm around. His words, not mine." I replied shutting the locker and hauling my backpack on my shoulder."What the hell? How could he say that? Is he crazy?" She asked walking beside me matching my hurried pace."Yeah yeah! Way more than crazy. And I'm done now. I'm leaving." I said opening the backdoor that led to the narrow alley."You quit? What are you gonna do?" She asked halting her steps. I turned and looked at her. "Don't worry about me. I'm a big girl. Just stay here and do your thing." I placed my hand on her shoulder trying to calm her or convince myself that I was gonna be fine now that I just lost my source of income.She gave me a sad smile and bid me goodbye. I pulled my backpack tight and left. Luckily, my apartment was just a 10 minutes walk from the restaurant and that meant I had time to think of my next plan before I arrive home and face reality.Endless thoughts pondered in my mind and fuck if I knew what to do next. Within a few minutes, I was walking up the stairs of my apartment building. Upon reaching my door, I pulled out the key and unlocked it, closed it, and threw my bag on the ground before dragging my feet to my computer to search for any promising email.Unlucky, I didn't even have one. Now here I was sitting in my apartment, jobless, and tired. With no promises of the future. I placed my head in my palms and gave out a bitter laugh.It is what it is. Come what may!Jared POVI banged my fists on my desk before sprinting out of my seat and walking to stand beside the floor-to-ceiling window in my office. Today was hectic as fuck since our dear assistant decided to disclose the company's confidential files. Hardin nearly killed him last night when we found out he sold our files to the media because "he needed money to pay his gambling debts". We didn't even know that he was a gambler with debts piling on his back. That made me even more furious.Right now everyone in the company stayed overnight trying to control the damage the fucker did. Our stock did not only drop but we fucking lost 2 million dollars to buy the stories online and to stop them from spreading. I wanted to murder that son of a bicth for what he did. But he was better off being a jailbird. Word has it they take "good" care of people like him."Mr Scott?" my thoughts were interrupted by our secretary who was suddenly standing by the door of my office."Yes, Louis?" I replied with my
Hardin POVI left the office feeling hurt. Betrayed! Aren't the couples supposed to discuss everything before making a decision? I mean that's what couples do right? Especially a married couple like mine and Jared's. But no. He had to go ahead and tell Louis to invite whoever that girl is to the interview as our assistant. I was angry. Very angry. He knew damn well how I got around women. Any female creeped me out. But he didn't even consider it.I walked out towards my car but was stopped by Louis's voice."Mr. Calu?" he called running towards me before handing me his tablet.I took it with a raised brow and flicked it on. And what I saw nearly knocked my breath out of me. Very black eyes stared back at me. The high cheekbones and lush lips decorated the very serious face. She looked so beautiful to be true. A little too unreal."I'm not sure if Mr Scott has told you but I really suggest we should give Ms McChrystal a chance. I think she's what we need. Referring to the current crisis
Faith POVIt's been 3 days since I've officially become unemployed. My hope was beginning to fade and I even thought of going back to Mr Asshole and begging for my job back. I was just coming back from my evening walk when my phone buzzed with a new notification.Yeah yeah! Ads!I hesitantly pulled it out of my pocket as I began climbing the stairs toward my door. I looked at it and there was an email from the C&S Clothing. I huffed and unlocked my door, then summoned all the power in the world to push it open. After it finally agreed to open I got in and locked the thoroughly then tossed my phone on my poor couch.I walked into my bedroom and sat in front of my computer and powered it on. It took a few minutes to come to life and there was a small icon showing a new email. Uninterested, I opened the small icon, and my heart sprinted! An email from C&S Clothing. Not just an email but an invitation to the job interview. I couldn't believe my eyes. I reached for my glasses and re-read th
Jared POVHOT AS FUCK, and bloody impressive.That's how I concluded Faith McChrystal to be. She was exactly what we needed. Now and forever. She was a very strong young woman who knew her thing. The way she looked us back in the eye and answered our questions without stuttering was priceless. And boy was she beautiful. The photo on her CV did her no good. She was gorgeous. With an hourglass silhouette that was covered by a very neat pair of black slags and huge tits in that thin layer of the blouse. She had no makeup at all. But her lashes were so long that I'd swing on them. Her nose was sharp, and pointy. Her lips! Good Lord, her lush lips! With a natural pink shade. Her brunette mane was tied up in a neat bun that was huge, telling that she had very long hair."Impressive!" Hardin's deep voice broke the silence. I chuckled and stood from my seat, then walked towards him and kissed his nose tip. I had no problem going PDA with an audience around. I loved Hardin so much that I wanted
Hardin POVFaith was totally what I did not expect. I thought I'd see a tiny little woman who stammered and stuttered when faced with tough questions. I was expecting someone who was going to keep her eyes on her fidgety hands while she answered everything she was asked. But no. She left me overawed. She stared back at Jay and Mr. Rajeev during the whole interview and boy was she intelligent! The way she answered mind-reeling questions was not only professional but crystal clear. Her posture was proud. She left us all awed.I knew for a fact that Jay was very fetched by her. A part of me ached with that idea alone, but I didn't blame him. The girl was very alluring enough to be every man's wet dream. Not to mention that her body was built in the most perfect way I've ever seen. Her lean waist, lush curves that were covered neatly with suit pants, and her big perky tits that jiggled in that slippery blouse with every little move of her body. She gave Jay and me hard-ons on the first m
Faith POVDo you want to know the definition of happiness? Happiness is waking up early, taking a hot bubbly bath, putting on your work clothes, and getting ready for your first day at work. I received an email two days later after my interview that I- Faith McChrystal, was a new executive assistant to two hot bosses in the world of C&S Clothing. So tell me if that isn't the perfect definition of happiness in all its forms.I walked through the large glass doors, towards an executive elevator. I was given strict rules. Very strict rules. But guess what? I was perfectly fine with them.People threw me questioning looks when I waited for the elevator door to open. I just stared blankly ahead. Was I nervous? Nope! Not me! The excitement was very much larger than the antsiness."Excuse me, ma'am? This is the private elevator. You can use the other one!" A Buffy guy in a black uniform said with a little smile as he walked to where I stood. At least he wasn't being a dick."Oh. Yes, sir I
Jared POV"Hey, Tiger. What's the doing?" I said walking towards Hardin who was seated behind his huge desk typing furiously at his keyboard. He smacked his lips twice in my direction with his eyes still glued to the computer. A tiny frown formed on his forehead, and I chuckled softly. This man never really allowed himself to rest.I walked behind his desk and began kneading his broad shoulders. He let out a very satisfied groan and leaned back in the seat, giving me much-needed access to massage his tense back. I kneaded and tapped them lightly with my fists, focusing on the tension-filled parts of his back."Are you done with your girl?" He asked in a very deep voice that I loved so much. Everything about Hardin always made me hard. He laughed, my cock twitched, he talked, it twitched. He flexed his muscles, my hands would itch to caress him. I just loved loving him."Our girl, Tiger. And yes we are done. Louis is showing her around the company before she begins her work. I told her
Hardin POVI had just settled in my chair when my office phone rang. It was Louis."Sir, we have an emergency. One of our VIP clients is here to cancel our corporation. He said he can not work with the falling company and that..""Fuck! Where's Jared?" I cut him off and sprung out of my seat,"I've already called him and he's on his way to the office. He was in the meeting with the production team." He said quickly.I had no clue what we were supposed to do from here. We couldn't afford to lose one of the clients. And the VIP client to be exact. "Where's the client?" I asked massaging my very-sore neck."He's in the waiting room on the 22nd floor." He informed in a breathy tone."Okay send him up to the lounge!" I replied in a very defeated tone. We were fighting a very losing battle. We just lost our supplier and we haven't gotten any. Things were really not looking up. At all. We were failing miserably.I walked out of my office towards the lounge and found Faith already organizing.