Chapter 4

Aria's POV

"I'm sorry, what?"

He looks at me like he can't believe that I'm real. He definitely recognizes me. I start thinking about how to start applying for another job, and I think I still have the list of vacancies sitting somewhere in my room. The thought of sitting through a series of torturous interviews makes me grind my teeth together.

"Are you really hard of hearing or are you just slow?" He asks slowly like he is talking to a kindergarten kid.

I resist the urge to scowl or even frown at him just because he is my new boss, someone that if he had been a little more persistent last night I would have fucked him but I didn't and I left it with what looked like a serious case of blue balls and now if I am to stand any chance of keeping this job, I have to be pleasant and sweet.

"None of the above sir," I answer adding a good amount of sweetness in my voice.

His brow twitched lightly. "Then get to work already, Miss Winslow. We don't have all day. You only have three chances and you have used up one out of the three. Two more strikes, Winslow, and you are out."

I mentally sigh in relief. My job is still intact and the man doesn't recognize me.

"Yes sir. Thank you so much, sir. I look forward to working with you." I say giving him my first real smile today.

He wasn't looking at me anymore though. "I'm not sure I feel the same way."

My smile vanished as fast as it came. The man is an asshole.

"How about you try not to make any silly mistakes first? Reach out to Ms Roy, she will point you to your desk and highlight your tasks for you, get a feel of things, and know your way around the office." He says and I nod in reply but then he isn't looking at me so I speak up instead.

"Noted."

"You may leave." He says.

I almost break into a little celebration dance. He doesn't know me. He did not recognize me. My job is safe.

I reach for the doorknob and turn it when he speaks up.

"And Ms Winslow...." He calls.

I turn to face him. His eyes scan me from head to toe without lingering on any part of my body.

"You have no business coming into my office unless it's a life or death situation. If I need you for anything, I will reach out through the office interface or the telecom. Are we clear?" He asks and I nod sharply.

"I need you to speak up, Winslow."

"Yes sir, I understand," I reply and he turns his attention back to his computer screen effectively dismissing me.

I step out of his office and stagger to the nearest chair, my legs are shaking from all the tension in there.

He doesn't recognize me. He doesn't know who I am. What do I do? Do I continue to keep it a secret? Or should I tell him about it?

But how do you tell your new boss that you were the one he was whispering all sorts of sweet nonsense and promises to last night? How do I even bring up that kind of conversation?

"Good morning Mr Trafford. I just wanted to inform you that I'm Red, you know the stripper who rubbed herself all over you like a horny dog? The one who was selfish, got her orgasm and bolted? I wasn't selfish though, I just panicked cause I knew if I stayed any longer I was definitely going to let him fuck me. Looking at it now, bolting was the right thing to do, I mean, fucking the boss? Yeah, that one."

Yeah, that's definitely not going to work. What do I do? What do I do?

Mimi! Mia!

I scramble to get my phone from my bag and step out to locate the restroom. I walk up to Callista and ask her to point me to the restroom.

She looks at me with pity. "Already? It's that way." She points out. I ignore the first comment and quickly walk to the restroom.

I look around and make sure that all the stalls are empty then I close the main door and turn the lock before dialing Mimi's number.

She answers the call after about five rings.

"My corporate baddie." She calls when she answers the call.

"I might be out of a job soon, Mimi. Save that for when we know if I still have a job." I say sighing dramatically.

"What's wrong?"

"It's him, Mimi. He is my boss." I say.

"I'm not sure who 'him' is, Ari."

"Hundred thousand dollars. The man from the club last night, the private dance..."

She lets out a squeal.

"Are you squealing in horror or excitement?" I ask her.

She ignores me. "Ronan is your boss?"

Ronan?

"Ronan?" I ask her.

"Yeah, the guy from last night."

"You know him?" I ask.

"Of course, you know him, he called you Mimi," I add.

"What do I do Mia?" I ask while rubbing my eyes furiously. A sign that I am already getting frustrated.

"Did he recognize you?" She asks

"No, no. He didn't." I answer.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm certain."

"That's great then." She declares.

"It's not great, nothing is great about it. I almost fucked him last night. I almost had sex with my new boss." I whisper-yell at her.

"Oh my God..." she breathes and the line went silent for almost ten seconds after that.

"How far did you go?" She asks and I start telling her almost everything that went down last night.

"Whoa, I'm so happy for you, Ari. Finally, some action!" I can't see her face but I can bet my left boobs that she is grinning from ear to ear.

"Be for real, Mia. This is serious. You know how much I need the job...the money."

"You are not going to tell him, Aria. No matter what. You keep it a secret and move on." She says.

"Is that really the best thing to do?" I ask her.

"What's the alternative? Telling him about it? Yeah, I don't recommend. I say you keep it a secret and move on. It was a one-time thing, you guys didn't even go all the way. You are fine, babes."

I sigh deeply. "Okay. Okay."

"Yes, now pull yourself together and go back to work." She says using her boss voice on me.

"Thank you, Mimi. We will talk later."

"Later babes." She says and ends the call.

I look in the mirror, take a deep breath, and arrange my hair.

"I can do this." I chant three times.

I will be taking this secret to the grave with me, keep things strictly professional, and forget about last night. I mean, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, no?

As long as I keep my panties on, there will be no problem.

Or so I thought...