Chapter 2. Family's Suspicion

~Jolene’s POV~

My family is driving me insane. 

Why can’t they just use the money I give them instead of asking me twenty questions as to where it came from.

Now, they have no clue that I work in the adult industry and frankly I have no interest in letting them know about it either. 

But when I gifted my brother a car this week with the money I earned they started to question more about my job.

"Why do you work from home? If your company can give such huge bonuses I am sure they can afford an office," said my mom, in a suspicious voice.

"Mom, how am I supposed to know about any of that? I just do my work," I grumbled back, in an annoyed tone.

My father came behind me as he patted my back and said, "Jo, mom's just worried about you."

"Whatever!" I said exasperatedly, "I have to leave for college."

*

It's the second year of being in college. Initially I didn't have enough money so I applied for a scholarship. But it was rejected.

However, now, I am only one of the students that is not drowning in student debts.

I see my best friend- Claire, walking towards me. I waved at her as I reached her to give a high-five.

Claire is the one who introduced me to the adult world. I grew up in a conservative household so I didn't know much about sex.

Claire was the one who gave me a lecture on sex education and then introduced me to the real world out there. She knew pretty much everything about sex work since she worked as a stripper in our local club.

“Wassup bish!” she exclaimed as we hugged.

“I need your help!” I sighed.

She smirked and replied, “What’s new to that?”

“Mom, is asking me a million questions about my job. Alright, alright, not a million but she is growing persistent. Any idea how I should deal with her?”

“Ugh! Mothers are a pain in the ass,” she rolled her eyes. “Hmm, let me think. Maybe you could get an actual part time job and pretend that all your income comes from that job. She will be satisfied to know you have a pesky desk job, and in the meantime you can still do all your slutty little things in your room,” she suggested with a naughty wink.

“I love the idea but who would give a job to a twenty year old college student?”

She pursed her lips as her eyes shone with an idea, “My brother works at this huge e-security company. He has been looking for an intern, maybe I could talk to him about giving you the job.”

“You would do that for me?” I asked as we both jumped excitedly in happiness.

**

I know I shouldn’t dress like a hooker for a job interview but I still wanted to look sexy, without looking slutty. It took me 2 hours to decided what I want to wear.

After trying on over 30 outfits, I decided to dress in a white formal shirt which hugged every curve of my body and I left the top button open so that my cleavage showed through a little. I applied a bloody red lipstick and one of my Online performance skirts, which was short but made me look like a Japanese schoolgirl. Men fucking love it!

I checked myself one last time in the mirror before setting off for the interview.

I sat patiently in the lobby of the E-Secure office. I wonder how rich the owner of this place would be. Soon a woman in sleek bun and formal conservative clothing approached me as she guided me in the elevator.

Fuck! Now I feel overdressed! Everyone here looks so posh, unlike me who looks like I have come from the streets, even though I am wearing pretty expensive things.

I checked the woman out, she is tall, slender and petite. Her heels aren’t high like mine and she has no expression on her face, though she seems very peaceful.

“Harry will meet you here shortly,” the woman said after she led me into a nice office.

Harry is Claire’s older brother. I have known him for a long time but we haven’t met in a while.

“Oh my gawd! Jolene Peterson! Is that you?” Harry exclaimed as he entered from behind and I immediately twrled to see big arms approaching me.

“One and only!” I replied with a shy smile. Harry had the same sweet smile on his face but he looked so much older and larger than the last time I saw him.

He engulfed me into a hug as every part of our body touched. My breast pressed into his front and his hands were digging in my ass, as if he was taking a feel.

I am pretty sure I will get the job. I smiled to myself.

A clearing of the throat made me realize we weren’t alone.

As I parted from Harry my eyes met the most gorgeous man I have ever laid eyes on. Holy mother fucking fuck! Who in the sweet hell is that?

Dark glaring eyes, looking at me as if he wanted to throttle me, his dark hair were darked than the color black and his freshly trimmed beard was giving me all sorts of nasty thoughts. His eyes narrowed down at Harry’s hands which were on my hip but then his gaze took a lower turn as he looked at my long legs and thick thighs.

But he didn’t look happy to see me and I don't understand why.

The handsome man strided towards Harry with a menacing gleam in his eyes.

Oh what would I give for someone to fuck me hard with the same look.

“B- B- Boss! Sorry she is the new intern we were going to interview,” Harry said and my eyes bulged out of my sockets.

Boss? Oh I am fucked! 

Thoroughly.