“Why not? You’ve said no to me so many times. Isn’t it about time you start saying yes?”
“No,” I shake my head and give him a sarcastic tight lipped grin.
“Again, why not? I’d make it good.” He leans in close and gives me a leery smile. “You look like you need to be fucked properly. I’d make sure I get the job done.”
I do wonder if Dad knows what this asshole is really like.
Thank God I can give as much as I get and hold my own.
“I’m well taken care of thank you very much.”
He laughs. “You do know your father would love to see us together right?”
“Allen, I met you here today to discuss our project.” I don’t want to talk to him anymore about shit.
“Sure, we can do that baby,” he muses with a wide grin.
I open my notebook and straighten up. “So… I think for brand awareness, we could contact a few social media influencers and athletes who’ll want to be associated with the brand. You know what anyone into fitness is like. If they see an athlete wearing a particular brand they’ll go out and buy it.”
“I like it. I think it’s a good idea. We can see if Activate want to offer any launch discounts too and set up a mailing list.”
Thank God we’re agreeing with something and bringing the conversation back to work.
“I think that’s great. It would be good if we could have some sort of a landing page on their website with all the details of opening and to capture their information for the list.”
“I can sort that out.”
“Perfect. I think if we start with those basic things we can talk about advertising next.”
“Sure but we don’t need to worry about advertising for a while and that’s the bulk of why we’re needed. That means we could focus on more enjoyable things like you and me.”
“Allen, is this what you’re going to be like for the whole time?” I can’t imagine working with him and having to put up with his shit.
He laughs. “Are you going to continue playing hard to get?”
“I’m not, I just don’t want to date you.”
“We could skip the dating and get on to fucking, I don’t mind.”
I ball my fists and glower at him. “Do you want a lawsuit on your ass or at the least lose your job?” I don’t know where he gets off thinking he can just speak to me like that and get away with it.
The cocky smirk on his face however tells me he believes just that.
“There’s no way your old man will get rid of me, baby. You must have known he wants us together. So maybe you should think about that next time you shoot me down. The old man might not like it if I tell him you’re turning me away.”
I tense… that sounds like some kind of threat.
“Are you threatening me?” I throw back.
“I don’t think I have to sweetheart, I’m just pointing out the obvious. From where I’m sitting and from what I’ve seen it’s you who has to jump through hoops to get his approval. All I have to do is turn up for work. I can always spot the little rich girls who get daddy’s approval and you’re not one of them. You might want to think about that when you next turn down the offer for a good fuck.” He stands and my cheeks burn.
They burn, not from the crassness in his words, they burn because he’s right.
I’m not some little rich girl who gets everything handed to her on a silver platter. My parents had to work hard to get to where they are and don’t believe in squandering money.
That’s why Dad treats me the way he does. He makes me jump through hoops of every kind to earn my stay here.
Allen gives me a wink before he leaves and that smile fills his face again.