LOGIN"What do you want?" he asked. "I want you to f**k me every time I do a good job." Joanne replied. Joanne Belfort didn't want to lose her new secretary job with Billionaire Charles McAllister. Her life hung in the balance. From running away from her abusive mother at home, to going to College and dropping out, and to marrying another deadbeat abuser that wanted to f**k other women that didn't want him, it seems Joanne had never done a single right thing in her entire life. But this was the final straw. After she had left her husband to crash with a former college friend and start a new secretary job, her firm had lost a paper-only bid for Charles McAllister's billion dollar company. And she was blamed for it. Mr. McAllister made a strange demand for compensation; the firm was to release her to him, or they would all face gross consequences for losing the document. Now Joanne must do everything right in her new job to avoid jail time. Will Joanne manage to get it right this time? Does the billionaire want her just for her body, or something else? Is her ex-husband still lurking out somewhere for a second chance? Can Joanne and Charles both handle the oncoming fallout of this spontaneous relationship?
View More"Are you being serious, right now?""He's been waiting.""But I didn't get the invite! No e-mail, or text."A few other staff were eavesdropping on the conversation, and every single one of them began to pull up their phones. Presumably to look for an invite."I'm just a messenger, Mr Robin. The Auto show has already started"Joanne began to pull away. The effect she was hoping for had not yet presented itself, but if she hesitated, then it would surely come crashing down."Wait." Robin pleaded."Hmm?""The Auto Show? Where is it??""Grenada.""You'll never make it to see the Boss. Grenada is four hours away. If you go even now, without traffic, you'd be getting there by 2PM. Mr McAllister would have headed somewhere else" said a middle-aged man in the next cubicle.Mr Robin was a determinate soul. Or more accurately, desperate. After all, McAllister Corp paid the best wages in the country. It would be disastrous to lose that. He tore apart his desk looking for something in a frenzied
"Sir, It's Joanne. Your secretary" Joanne mumbled. The way she said that made her think of herself as property. She looked if anyone was around before she lifted her skirt and weaved her hands around her blue panty liners, already absorbing her soaking juices. She was so turned on. Yes, she was property."Yes, I know who this is. Jean already called me in front of you. Or Did you forget?""Ahh, I see.""This better be imporant." She had started to panic. Her excuse and little white lie at the office would not work here now, while he was waiting for something concrete. If she said something stupid, it might actually end her employment for good."Ummm...Well you see-"".........""Your chair-""My chair?!""You were not in the office today, Sir.""Incredible powers of observation you have there.""No, I meant, there was someone in your office today. Mr Tracy, Sir.""Brian?" he asked."Yes. I met him just after closing sitting in your chair. I questioned him about it"McAllister didn'
"Very astute observation, Employee. Incredible even. Surely your talents are being wasted behind that small desk?" retorted Brian. He looked at her briefly before going back to his phone."What do you want?"he asked."I - ""I, I, I, I," Brian mocked. "Jeezus, are you like slow or something? Because you need to state that in your CV."Joanne gathered herself."Mr. Tracy, what are you doing there?"Brian looked up."Excuse Me?""Huh?""What the fuck did you just ask me?!"Joanne looks down. Why did he have to be here? Of all people?"This....is Mr McAllister's office, Sir. I can't let anyone in here."Brian laughs and then gets up. He gets close to Joanne, his chest almost hovering over her nose."Hey, Employee. I knew you were kinda stupid, but not stupid stupid. You know who I am, yet you still threatening me?"He drew a cigarette from his breast pocket, lighted and blew a few fumes into her nose."Mr McAllister specifically instructed me not to-""Listen, here's the deal alright. Now
"That is...acceptable."Charles McAllister turned Joanne Belfort on her back, her hips arching upwards to his crotch and his swollen biceps seizing her fragile thin waist. He leans forward, and whispers in her ear "So go do some good work, then."He heaves her away from his body, and slowly returns to his desk. Business as usual. Joanne stands stunned; Her head was spinning, her eyes half-open and her pants were soaked. Was this some sort of new play? Did he want her to approach? Toleft beg for it? She bit her lip and hoped her red lipstick was still in it's vibrant red colour, and she approached him. Swaying her hips like what she saw other women do on TV."Did you want something?" Charles asked curtly."I - Yes. I just explained-" started Joanne.
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