All Chapters of PERKS OF THE POSITION : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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CHAPTER 11: MYSTERY MAN

VERONICA I looked at myself in the mirror, dabbing a wet paper towel against the silk of my blouse, watching the flush slowly recede from my throat. Nothing seemed the same anymore since I discovered the hidden man.Christopher and Collins were out there, likely still piecing their corporate dignity back together after I had left them breathless against the marble bar. Fucking them senseless wasn’t just a release anymore, it was power play and I would not lose. It took a lot to get here and I have no intention of going back to poverty.It was the only way to keep them perfectly compliant, perfectly blind, and utterly predictable while I tried to figure out who was actually pulling the strings at Vassal & Bane and what they wanted with me.I threw the paper towel in the bin, smoothed my skirt, and walked back out into Christopher's office.The two managing partners had managed to fix their clothes, but the tension could be felt all over. Christopher was back behind his desk, frantica

CHAPTER 12: NIGHTMARE

VERONICA The silver key card felt colder than it should have as I unlocked the front door to the penthouse Christopher had given me.I moved to the bar and poured myself a bottle of scotch. The whole apartment was luxurious, the furniture was sleek, expensive, untouched. Marble countertops gleamed beneath the faint light filtering in from outside.It should have felt like victory instead, it felt empty and more like a trap I had blindly walked into.The silence settled over me the moment the door clicked shut. I was feeling quite down today but I couldn't point out why.I dropped my handbag onto the kitchen island and slipped off my heels, letting them fall wherever they landed. Their soft thud echoed through the apartment. I wandered from room to room without switching on a single light. The penthouse didn't feel like mine. It felt like I was borrowing someone else's life.I undressed in the dark and climbed into the enormous bed.The silk sheets were cool against my skin, soft eno

CHAPTER 13: ANOTHER DEAL SECURED

VERONICA The cold weight of the orphanage steps was gone, buried under the sharp, calculated sound of the city, but the hunter that night had woken up in me was wide awake.By nine the next morning, I was standing in front of Collins’s desk. He didn't look at me like a boss anymore; he looked at me like a man who knew his own collar could be loosened at my whim. He slipped a thick leather binder across the mahogany, his fingers brushing mine for a fraction of a second, a sudden, familiar tremor running through his wrist."Davis Logistics," Collins had said, his voice tightly wound, trying desperately to sound like the Senior Vice President who ran the floor. "They’ve been wavering on an exclusive transit partnership for three months. It’s a ten-million-dollar acquisition, Veronica. I don't care what you have to do. Secure the deal. Don't come back without the signed mandate.""Consider it done, Mr. Vassal," I had murmured, offering him that cool, detached smile that I knew left him u

CHAPTER 14: A GAME OF SUBMISSION

VERONICA The next morning, the fifteen percent had already been routed into an offshore account in the Cayman Islands under a shell company I'd named New life. At this point I needed to be smarter because no one else would save me if I lost everything. I sold my old apartment and car then moved the money also to the account as a precautionary backup for myself. I picked up my phone and called my lawyer “Carolina, the payment has been confirmed thank you.” I hung up immediately and exhaled.Collins hadn't wasted a second. Before the markets even opened, he'd buried the payment inside the firm's consultant fees, hiding it so well that only someone who knew exactly where to look would ever find it. I could almost picture him sitting behind his computer, hands trembling as he signed off on the transfer.He was terrified of me and somehow, he couldn't stop feeding that fear. I have somehow become a source of addiction to these men and I'd milk every opportunity I can get from them before

CHAPTER 15: NECESSARY REMINDER

VERONICA The dining room at Le Petit Miroir was so quiet it almost felt fake.White tablecloths stretched across every table, polished silver caught the warm light, and conversations stayed low enough that you could barely hear them. Our table didn't fit the atmosphere at all, the air around us was thick with expensive cigarette smoke.Carolina didn't care that smoking was forbidden inside the restaurant. She lounged against the velvet booth with one long leg crossed over the other, casually holding a thin hand-rolled cigarette between her fingers as though the rules had never applied to her.She looked impossible to ignore.Her sharp bob framed a face that could freeze anyone with a single glance, and the crimson blazer she wore stood out against the restaurant's soft cream-colored décor like fresh blood on silk.Two different waiters had already come over to politely remind her about the no-smoking policy.Both times she'd looked up at them without saying a word and both times the

CHAPTER 16: YOU'RE WELCOME

VERONICA The silent, late-night sound of the executive floor was my favorite time to watch the board.It was just past ten in the evening. I sat behind my sleek reception desk, the low glow of my laptop screen illuminating the sharp angles of my face. I was wearing a crisp, tailored white shirt, the top three buttons provocatively undone paired with a skin-tight black pencil skirt, sky-high red stilettos, and a fresh coat of blood-red lipstick. It was an aesthetic of pure, calculated control. Thanks to Carolina’s digital gift, I now possessed the financial routing codes to Collins’s embezzled millions and the classified maritime manifests of Christopher’s cartel laundering operation. I wasn’t just a secretary anymore; I was a ticking time bomb wrapped in silk and red lipstick, waiting for the perfect moment to detonate.Suddenly, the security grid on my secondary monitor flickered.I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing as I focused on the live feed from the private underground parking

CHAPTER 17: PLAYING WITH FIRE 1

VERONICA Collins stared at me, his mouth opening and closing like a fish caught out of water. The silver revolver on his desk gleamed under the pristine halogen lights, a useless chunk of metal compared to the sheer chemical warfare I had just unleashed in the elevator lobby."W-what do you mean, welcome?" he stammered, his hand reaching up to tug at his silk tie, loosening it as a sweat broke out across his forehead. "Veronica, who was out there? What did you do?""Four men," I said, my voice smooth and clinical as I walked over to his private bar, ignoring his panic entirely. I poured myself a splash of scotch, letting the amber liquid coat the crystal glass before taking a slow, deliberate sip. "Tactical gear. Suppressed submachine guns. They were riding the express lift straight up here to turn your beautiful mahogany office into a slaughterhouse."Collins’s knees finally gave out. He fell back into his executive leather chair, his face losing what little color it had left. "A hi

CHAPTER 18: PLAYING WITH FIRE 2

VERONICA The leather of the executive chair creaked beneath my weight as I anchored myself onto Collins’s lap, my red stilettos locking him in place.He didn't move. He barely breathed. He just lay back against the cushions, his eyes wide and completely glazed over with a toxic cocktail of terror and pure, animalistic arousal. The streak of blood-red lipstick I’d smeared across his lower lip made him look entirely unmade—a pristine corporate god reduced to a trembling, broken captive in his own office."Twenty-five percent, Collins," I murmured, my voice a low, gravelly vibration against his mouth. "Say the number. Let me hear you commit to your survival.""Twenty-five percent," he choked out, his chest heaving under his rumpled white shirt as his large hands dug desperately into the flesh of my bare thighs. "Every deal. Every acquisition. I’ll clear the transfers myself, Veronica. I’ll bury it in the offshore consultancy accounts. Just... Please don't ruin everything I've worked al

CHAPTER 19: TERROR

COLLINSMy heart didn't just stop when the elevator doors closed on her; it felt like it had been physically cut out of my chest and left bleeding on the mahogany desk.I sat frozen in my executive leather chair, staring blindly at the empty space where Veronica had been standing seconds ago. The faint, heavy scent of her expensive vanilla perfume and the bitter, chemical stench of gasoline from the lobby still hung in the air, a toxic suffocating fog that I couldn't scrub out of my lungs. My hands were shaking so violently I couldn't even steady the silver revolver sitting on my blotter. The weapon felt like a toy now. A useless, pathetic piece of iron. I had been prepared to shoot a hit squad, but instead, I had been completely dismantled by a woman in a ruined white shirt and blood-red lipstick.God, I was covered in her. Literally. I reached up with a trembling hand, my fingers brushing against my lower lip, and when I pulled them away, they were stained with a streak of her smud

CHAPTER 20: JEALOUSY

VERONICA The tires of the BMW M4 screeched softly against the pristine concrete of the underground garage as I parked. I shut off the engine, the sudden silence of the car enveloping me like a heavy shroud. For a few seconds, I just sat there in the dim dashboard light, staring at the leather-wrapped steering wheel. My body was humming, a volatile cocktail of pure adrenaline and raw exhaustion vibrating straight through my bones. I had just doused a four-man tactical hit squad in industrial gasoline, extorted my Senior Vice President for a twenty-five percent partnership cut, and ridden him into the leather cushions of his own office chair until he signed over his life.I was winning. I was rewriting the entire architecture of the board, piece by piece.I stepped out of the car, my red stilettos clicking sharply against the concrete as I walked toward the private elevator. The ride up to the eighty-first floor was silent, a smooth, vertical ascent into the clouds that gave me just en

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