“Thank you,” I said. “The details of the next meeting will be sent to your assistant.”
The door opened, and Lisa walked in. She was dressed in a beige business suit, which showed off her cleavage. She lifted a long, manicured finger to her lips, feigning surprise when she saw everyone in the office.
“My bad,” Lisa said. “Mr. Brighton, I thought you were done here. I came to see my fiance’.”
Hector turned to her and dropped a chaste kiss on her cheek. Then, he whispered to her that he had another urgent appointment.
“I’ll see you at home, dear,” Hector said. “Excuse me, Mr. Brighton.”
Lisa smiled at him as he walked out with his assistant. The paralegals filed out of my office, leaving me alone with her.
“What are you up to now?” I asked. “Why are you here?”
She bit her bottom lip, showing off her pearly white teeth. “Your assistant, whatever her name is, directed me to your office. I came here to take my fiancé to lunch, but unfortunately, he has an important appointment to attend.”
“You can’t fool me,” I retorted. “You’ll use anything as an excuse to show up here. I know you still miss my cock, but sorry, it’s no longer for you. Doesn’t Hector satisfy you in bed? Is that why you keep running after me? Or did you come here to spy on me? You knew Hector wouldn’t have the time to go to lunch with you; don’t even try to deny it.”
I walked into my private office, but she followed me. She couldn’t deny the accusations I had thrown at her because they were true.
Lisa sat across my desk, looking at me. I checked my emails, obviously ignoring her. A notification popped up on the screen of my phone. It was from a hook-up site I’d started using after our breakup. I had been on Office Hook-Ups for a while, but I hadn’t brought anyone to my office for sex.
I went through the pictures of the possible matches that had been proposed. Most of the women looked beautiful and classy. They also had great curves and boobs. However, I had no interest in them.
“Nicholas, I’m sure you also remember how good we were together,” Lisa said. “We had some great moments together. Do you remember how you used to push me against the wall and crush my mouth with yours?” She dipped a finger into her mouth, sucking it. Then, she stood and walked around. “You used to bend me over your desk and ram your cock into my cunt. Oh, how good it felt to have your hard cock slide into my wet pussy. Surely, you remember that. You made me squirt all over your cock, and you’d fuck me until I was weak in the knees.”
“I also remember the stench that came out from your pussy each time I bent you over my desk.” I knew it was a low blow, but I didn’t care. I just wanted her to leave. “I had to change my office desk when you left because of the distasteful memories.”
She stood behind me, getting too close and almost in my personal space. I wasn’t comfortable, but Lisa was too headstrong. She leaned over my shoulders, filling my nostrils with her expensive, feminine fragrance.
“I can’t believe you are on Office Hook-Ups when you could fuck the naive, pretty girl you sent to get you coffee,” she said. “I’m sure she wouldn’t say no to you.”
“The last time I did something as foolish as fucking an employee, it almost cost me everything. I don’t want you to drop by my office again or try to get involved in my personal life. Next time you show up here, I’ll ask security to walk you out.”
“All right, I’ll leave,” Lisa replied. “But I know you and how hot you can get. You won’t be able to keep your hands off that girl.”
She strutted out of my office, but her words resonated in my mind.
Damn, why does Amber have to look so sweet … so pure, and so beautiful?
Eight
Amber
Wasn’t it crazy that I’d chosen the wrong day to do my laundry when I would be appraised at work the following morning?
I had been at the firm for a couple of months now, and the first week of appraisal was upon us. Like the other paralegals, I was tense, and I couldn’t sleep all through the night. So, I’d decided to do my laundry, but somehow, I couldn’t even do that with a clear head. Now, most of my clothes were still stuck in the washing machine.
I had to wear a skirt that I hadn’t worn in years. Fuck, it felt like I was about to audition for America’s top stripper. My skirt was way too tight and short. The blouse I wore was too little, exposing my cleavage. It just screamed, Pop me open and suck my left titty.
I knew it was a bad choice as soon as I stepped into the office. The guys couldn’t concentrate on their work anymore. Alexander couldn’t keep his eyes off my legs. I wish I’d had the good sense to dash into a boutique and get something appropriate for work. But now, it was too late.
We were all lined up in front of Nicholas’s office, waiting for our turn. Some of the paralegals had been reviewed by the other attorneys they worked with. My stomach knotted with anxiety when Lily walked out of Nicholas’s office with her head bowed. Nicholas had a sharp tongue that could cut through the soul; he didn’t mince words when it came to speaking his mind. My mentor, Anthony, was also in there. I didn’t want him to be disappointed in me.
“It’s your turn,” Lily whispered. “Good luck.”
“Thanks.” My voice came out a little shaky.
I walked into Nicholas’s office, and it felt like there were thousands of flashing lights on my face. His eyes traveled down my legs. There was a look in his eyes that I couldn’t describe. My cheeks felt hot as his gaze flickered over my chest as if he was mentally undressing me. I should be mad at him for the way he was looking at me, but those heated eyes of his …
I was a little embarrassed that he’d noticed how tight my clothes were.
“Good morning, sir.”
“Good morning, Amber,” Anthony replied. “Please have a seat.”
I glanced at the chair as if I had no idea what it was. I perched on the edge of the chair, afraid that I might do something to draw attention to myself.
“Um … Nicholas …” Anthony said.
Nicholas’s face was serious as he looked at me.
“In this firm, there are two traditions that every employee looks forward to,” Nicholas started. “They are review time and bonus time. We have important performance indicators for every position in this firm. These performance indicators have been outlined and passed to every employee, so I’m sure you are aware of them too.”
“Yes, I’m aware of them, sir.”
“What do you think?” Nicholas asked. “Do you think that you have done well?”
I glanced at Anthony, expecting him to say something but he remained quiet.
“I’ve put in my best, sir,” I replied. “But I know that I can be better.”
“So far, your performance has been top-notch,” Anthony said.
I swallowed hard as excitement coursed through me.
“You have proven that you can handle bigger tasks and can also work without supervision. You’ve also carried your team along and delivered every task that was assigned to you. We see some leadership qualities in you. That is why the firm has decided to offer you a senior position. Congratulations, Amber!”