“Did you like it?” the man asked.
“Yeah, it was okay. I like getting to know people and greeting people and answering the phone isn’t too hard,” she answered, smiling.
“I guess it wouldn’t be. Why the change? Why didn’t you get another job in the banking industry?” the man asked, smiling back at her.
Lena thought a minute and decided to tell the truth. “The last two jobs I had didn’t work out and I decided it was time for something different. I’ve been looking for a job for several weeks and haven’t had any luck yet,” she answered and it was all she could do to keep from bursting into tears. She really needed this job and she was about to give in and tell this stranger her life story. Way to go.
“Do you think you’ll like working in the security field?”
This was starting to feel like an interview, Lena thought and wondered who this man was. Maybe it was time to start asking some questions of her own.
“I don’t know. I don’t know much about it. Are you here to hire them for something or for a job?” Lena asked, feeling a little braver.
“No, I’m Harold Klein. I came here to talk to the owners. You can call me Hal,” he answered and lifted his hand to shake hers.
Lena shook his hand. It was so large it engulfed hers and she felt a little spark shoot up her arm as they touched. “Nice to meet you, Hal. If I get the position here, maybe I’ll see you again.”
“Oh, you can bet on it, honey,” Hal answered and his low gravelly voice rumbled through her body.
Lena swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. She wished she had a piece of gum or something, but that wouldn’t be very professional.
Lena heard a sound and looked up to see a door she hadn’t noticed before opening. As she looked closer, she noticed it was built into the wall in such a way that you wouldn’t see it unless you knew it was there.
The man that walked out was gorgeous, even more so than Hal. He walked up to Hal and stretched out his hand. “Hal, great to see you again.” He then turned to look at Lena. “Ms. Scott? I assume you’re here for the interview?”
“Yes,” Lena answered. “Are you Mr. Ashcroft?”
“No, I’m a partner of Mr. Ashcroft’s. I’m R.J. Blackmore. If you’ll have a seat, I’ll be right back.” He indicated the sofa and led Hal off to the office.
Lena relaxed against the sofa as she watched the two men disappear behind the door. She felt a shudder run though her body and had a feeling of impending doom, but didn’t know what was wrong.
Chapter Two
R.J. led Hal into his office and closed the door. “Well, what did you think?” he asked as they sat.
“Why all the subterfuge? She’s great, and beautiful. It was all I could do to keep my hands off of her. Her pictures don’t do her justice. Did you listen?” Hal asked.
“Yeah, I heard it all. Mel wanted it set up this way. You know how he can be. You’re right. She’s so much more that her biography and photograph show and I agree, she’s a sub, but may not know it. None of the history I got indicates she’s ever been to a club or dabbled in the lifestyle, though her reading selection on her e-reader tells me she’s interested enough in it. She has over a hundred romance books on the subject. She gave you the same answers Mel got over the phone. Did you read her background?”
“Yeah, girl’s had a rough life. I don’t think either of the positions she had before knew what they had.”
“No, and I don’t believe any of the stuff they tried to say about her. She just doesn’t have it in her to do those things. I think she’s a submissive and that’s why those assholes were able to take advantage of her.”
“Yes, I agree. Now we need to talk about how we’re going to handle her latest problem. Did Mel say why his FBI contact asked us to investigate her?”
“Right. He just said that when he started the preemployment investigation on her they were very interested in her and asked him to forward everything he found on her to them. Do you think she has a clue as to what’s going on?”
“No, I don’t. Let’s get her out of here and see if we can get her talking, then we’ll know more.”
“Sounds good. How do you propose we do that?”
The men finished talking and made a plan then went out to whisk Lena off.
* * * *
With eye candy like that in the office it couldn’t be too bad of a place to work, Lena thought. She just might like this. Hal was handsome in a rugged way, and R.J., wow. He was just wow. Blond hair just brushing the top of his collar. Ice-blue eyes. Handsome didn’t describe him. He was what she pictured a Norse god might have looked like. She could picture women falling to their knees and worshipping at his feet. Yes, she was at the head of that line. She could think of at least one other thing she would do while on her knees in front of him. She’d slowly release his
zipper. His cock would be so hard she would have to go slowly to keep from hurting him. Once she had him freed from the confines of his pants, she would try to wrap her hand around him, but he would be too large for her fingers to touch. Taking that beast into her mouth would take some work, but she could do it.