Take Me~A Dark Alpha stand-alone romance by Lola StVil

Author:Lola StVil [StVil, Lola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

ELLE

I sit in the car beside Franklin, so excited at how the sales visit went. Franklin let me do most of the talking, and with the insights from Falcon, I was able to present the package we were offering quickly and efficiently, and they signed up with us on the spot.

Franklin was pleased with my efforts, and I really think he’ll be letting me out from under his wing sooner than I initially thought, which I’m relieved about. I want to text Falcon and tell him that I made my first sale, but I’m not sure about Franklin’s cell phone usage policy, so I decide to wait until we get back to the office. I don’t want to spoil my victory by ending up in trouble for sending personal text messages during work hours.

“You did well in there, Elle.” Franklin smiles at me as he drives. “I knew my feeling about you would be right. You know, you could go really far at this company as long as you know how to play the game.”

“The game?” I repeat.

He nods. “Yeah. You know. Fit in, don’t make waves, that kind of thing.”

“Oh yes, of course,” I agree.

I’m not entirely sure what he means by that. I mean, why would he think I would make waves? Does he think I would be someone who is confrontational with their co-workers? Or does he mean … something else?

I hope it’s not the last one, but I have a feeling in my gut that tells me that’s precisely what he means. That he means when he touches me inappropriately, I should keep my mouth shut and suck it up. I can’t help but think of what Falcon said about him paying women off to keep them quiet about his unwanted advances, and I know in my gut that there’s something off about him.

As much as I keep trying to tell myself it’s in my head, that I’m paranoid, I know it’s not the case. He’s definitely old school, a member of the old boys’ club that says it’s perfectly okay to treat women however the hell you want, and if they complain, to label them as trouble causers, and put the blame for everything back on them, trying to convince them they wanted it, or they were giving off a vibe, or some other bullshit.

I feel my stomach roll as Franklin turns on his blinkers and pulls off the main road onto what is more of a dirt trail than a road.

“Where are we going?” I ask quietly.

Isn’t it obvious? Somewhere for you to not make waves. Somewhere where this creep will touch you, and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it without getting sacked. Something you half agreed to when you decided not to make waves. Fuck.

The prospect of getting fired from my first real job in my first week is horrible, and I feel overwhelmed by it, but if he thinks he can touch me and I won’t say a thing about it, then he knows me a whole lot less than he thinks he does.

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