Page 1 of Whispers in the Dark

1.Adrian

My newest employ would be here momentarily. Over the years I’d thankfully not had to hire many administrative assistants, but for this position, it wasn’t going to be someone chosen by human resources from a temp company. This time, I’d actually picked and chosen the woman myself, and she was someone I was currently involved with sexually. That was bound to make things awkward for most, but I was not like other men.

Everything in my life was in order, and I rarely ever deviated from any of it. Of course, hiring Brynn Davis was the biggest, and potentially, the most dangerous of deviations. Still, I ignored the quickening of my pulse as I waited for her to arrive upstairs. I knew she was already in the building because I had a camera view of the lobby.

This conference call would hopefully be over before she made it up here. As I focused on answering the questions others had about the microchip, I had just about finished when I heard a soft knock. I knew who it was, but before I could tell her to enter, the knob turned.

I was currently staring out the window desperate to get off of this call, so when asked if I could attend a follow-up call to theirproposed time, I responded. “Yes.” They disconnected on their end, so I put my cell phone down and slowly turned.

“You,” she whispered. “It’syou.”

For a moment, I stared stoically at Brynn, mostly because I was drinking in the sight of her. I started at her feet, then slowly slid my gaze up her long legs, flat belly, and breasts which heaved ever so slightly. By the time I made it to her face, our eyes met, and she had the “deer caught in the headlights” look in those dark orbs of hers.

I pushed back from my desk as my chair slid over the marble flooring with ease. She was still standing there, so I motioned for her to enter. Once she did, the door closed behind her on its own and the loud thud caused her to jump.

“You,” she said once more.

“Good morning, Miss Davis. My name’s Adrian Ben–“

“I know who you are now,” she interrupted.

Arching my brow as I rose to my feet, she caught sight of my expression but said nothing more. I knew this would be a shock, and her deciding to stay to work for me was still very much uncertain. I emerged from behind my desk and walked over to her. She took my extended hand, and I led her to the chair opposite mine.

“Take a seat, Brynn.”

As soon as she was seated, I sat on the very edge of the desk just within reach of her. She immediately began to fidget as her eyes dropped to the floor. Well, maybe she would see my Grecian oxfords as one foot was firmly planted on the floor and the other dangled just above it. Having the type of money I did at my disposal, designers were at my beck and call, but I used the same one my family had used for years. He not only custom made every suit and tuxedo I’d ever owned, but he also designed the various shoes I wore on a daily basis.

“Is it dirty?” I asked, and her head rose immediately. I could see the confusion on her face, so I grinned broadly at her. “You’re looking at the floor as if there is something there which I assure you is impossible. I expect the purest of spaces so this marble is clean enough to eat off of.”

“It isn’t that. I just wasn’t expecting you to be my new boss.”

“I’m not only your new boss,” I reminded, watching as color bloomed in her cheeks.

I knew it wasn’t from embarrassment, but rather from arousal. Since the day I had reached out to her on Olympus, I hardly had to do anything to turn her on. I liked that sort of responsiveness in a submissive. Thinking about that aspect of our relationship was something new to me, and not something I needed to dwell on. If I kept on thinking of her in that way, she would find her face plastered against the glass or that sexy body of hers bent over my desk.

“In case you’re wondering, I can keep the two separated,” I offered in reassurance. Reaching out, I gently clutched her chin and turned her head toward me. “Would you like me to let you in on a secret?”

Brynn didn’t know how to answer if the confusion that filled her eyes was any indication, but she eventually nodded. Those dark orbs of hers were pinned to me, and for the first time ever, I almost felt like the vulnerable one when it was usually the other way around.

Clearing my throat, I started to speak. “None of the submissives on Olympus or at Lotus know who I am by name.”

“I didn’t.”

“I know, and I would’ve kept it that way forever if it hadn’t been for...” Realizing what I was about to admit, I shook my head to expel the rest of my explanation away.

“If it hadn’t been for what?”

She was ever the persistent one, and I supposed I had no one to blame but myself because each and every time we were together, I allowed her to voice anything on her mind. Brynn was new to the lifestyle, and wanting to keep her at ease during her training, I had been a lot more lax with her than I had ever been with others.

“It doesn’t matter. You come very qualified which is all that does matter.”

“May I ask you something?”

I expelled my breath and continued peering down onto her face. “What is it?”

“Did you purposely search for me? I hadn’t put my resume in here yet, but?—”

“Yes.” I cut her off before she could finish, then gave her a few seconds to digest it.

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