The Interview (A His Submissive Series Story) by Claire Ava

Author:Claire, Ava [Claire, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: billionaire, billionaire erotic romance, alpha male romance, billionaire love, alpha male
Published: 2015-08-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

I knew my lawyer was waiting for me before I saw his bespectacled face. Natasha, my secretary, was barely visible behind a sea of red roses. The old man nursed quite the crush on her, and even though he didn't have a chance with her, Natasha loved the gifts and wouldn't be the one to break the news.

"...and next weekend I'll be flying to the Maldives for a consult with a new client."

I rounded the corner and saw the man fully focused on the flash of blonde hair that rose out of the garden.

"I'd love some company-"

I cleared my throat and Natasha lurched to her feet. The polite smile on her face didn't budge, but relief filled her crystal eyes. Flowers were one thing, jet-setting with the eternally perspiring man was quite another.

"Mr. Whitmore!" she exclaimed, booking it toward me and taking my briefcase. "Mr. Laughlin doesn't have an appointment as you know, but he wanted to squeeze in before your 10am." She gave me an apologetic nod before she walked toward the break room. "I'll get you some coffee. Anything for you, Mr. Laughlin?"

"Just one request," he said with a smile that made me roll my eyes. "Call me Carl. I insist.”

Natasha let out an uncomfortable chuckle and went about her business.

"That's quite a woman," Carl whistled, watching her departure, and rear end, intently.

I didn't hide my annoyance. "You know, for a man that rails on about discretion and not making decisions with my dick, you’re pretty cavalier about following your own.”

Carl let out a hearty laugh and almost clapped me on the shoulder until he saw that I didn’t mean it as some sort of compliment. The arm dropped immediately back to his side and he rushed to button his jacket, stepping back into the role that I paid him a small fortune to play.

“I have all the contract work we discussed. The full background check is still pending.” When I arched an eyebrow with disappointment, he held out out his hands. “I’m good, Jacob, but a full, thorough background check in less than 8 hours is pushing it.” He knelt to retrieve his briefcase and patted the outside like he was carrying precious cargo. “If it helps, she doesn’t have a criminal record. In fact, she doesn’t have a spot anywhere, not even a parking ticket.”

I felt a strange rash of pride. Of course she doesn’t. Not Leila. Though if I was honest, even if she had a rap sheet as long as my arm, I wouldn’t have walked away. After spending yesterday afternoon trying to talk myself out of the way I felt about her and the desire to do this right, I succumbed and gave Carl a call.

I led the way to my office. “So, if you didn’t find anything-”

“Yet,” Carl interjected.

I didn’t appreciate it. “Why are you here?”

The man sank into the chair like the weight of the world was on his shoulders. “I hoped I could convince you to see reason.”

I saddled the man with the most incredulous look I could muster.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.