Page 2 of Whispers in the Dark

I didn’t elaborate, nor would I if she asked me to. I stroked my thumb over her lip causing it to lightly quiver before pulling it away and rising back to my feet. I returned at that moment to my seat, glad to have some distance between us, even if it was minimal at best. She was quiet which meant she had reverted back to fidgeting. As much as I wanted to leave well enough alone and talk about the job offer she had accepted, I found myself speaking anyway.

“Things at your former employer had become too dangerous for you. I had an opening to fill, and you possessed the necessary qualifications, so I offered you the job.”

“But you never told me who you were. If I had known, I would’ve–“

“You would’ve what? You would’ve turned down a position that paid you much more than the company you just left?”

“The money is–“

“Let’s not beat around the bush. If I had been anyone else, we wouldn’t be having this conversation right now. We will just address the elephant in the room and move on.”

“Which is?”

“You and I both know that one of your former bosses wanted more from you than you were willing to give. You claim to be having doubts now that you’ve learned my identity, but we both know I only make you want to stay even more.”

“I don’t fol–”

“I can see what you are trying your hardest not to tell me. Let’s just get it out in the open so we can move on. You and I both know that you want to do nothing more than drop to your knees right now and present yourself to me. Your relief and arousal are too intertwined. It’s evident that unlike Randall, you want me to touch you. In fact, it wouldn’t take more than a few minutes of my time to have you begging me to fuck you.”

Her gasp of outrage would’ve been amusing any other time, but I was very no nonsense in life, play, and especially business. She was shocked, and rightfully so, but I failed to see where there would be an issue on her end. On mine, however...

“As much as I would love to fill that open mouth of yours with something, I didn’t hire you for sex. I hired you because I had a legitimate position to fill, and I think you would do a great job at it. Make no mistake, seeing you sitting across from me does present inspiration, but I’m not going to act on it at the moment. We have some additional things to take care of before I can even allow my mind to go there.”

A flash of guilt filled her eyes before they went blank once more. It was as if I had caught her cheating, stealing, or worse. Her mind had gone to the same gutter mine usually resided, but there was the matter of paperwork to take care of. Remembering it, I opened the top drawer and produced a manilla folder. Ipulled out the first of the three documents, then slid it across the table to her.

Brynn picked it up and seeing the seal from my personal attorney, she looked between it and me. “What is this?”

“It is a nondisclosure agreement, and considering our personal relationship, it needs to be signed before we can proceed further. Will signing it be a problem?”

‘No. At least, I don’t think so. May I read it first?”

Trying to tamp down my sudden annoyance was hard, but I managed to do so. “This particular one just states that my identity will go no further than this office. No one, and I mean,no one, can ever know who I am. Especially when at Lotus, no one is to know that you work for me, or my name.”

“No one there knows your name?”

“No submissive has ever learned that, so no. I intend to keep it that way. By acknowledging and signing this document, you’re vowing to make sure no one ever does. If you were to breach the agreement, your membership privileges on Olympus and at Lotus would certainly be terminated. You would also face severe legal issues. It should be no problem to continue referring to me as “Sir” as you always have. Is there?”

“N-no,” she stammered, then took the pen I offered her and quickly scribbled her signature in the fields I had marked for her.

I then produced the next document which was a standard one that all Benedict Technologies employees had to sign. It was a simple agreement to not share company secrets, or to use them for any type of gain. Brynn didn’t have any questions about that one and quickly signed the required fields. The last one, however, might pose a more difficult conversation between us.

I handed it to her, and instead of telling her what it was, I allowed her to look over it. When she set it down without signing, I arched a brow. “Is there a problem?”

“What is this saying?”

I didn’t immediately speak because I wasn’t sure how to respond without sounding like a presumptuous asshole. It was only when I realized that I was one did I attempt to explain.

“This basically says that the same rules I am bound to at Lotus apply to us when in a compromising position here in the office. You will not file a sexual harassment charge against me. If you’re ever made to feel uncomfortable, you’ll use your safe or caution word to stop anything that might transpire.”

“So, you did hire me for sex after all.”

This time, I did chuckle, and it was probably one of the very first times I ever did so in my office. “I’ll try my best to keep my hands off of you when we’re here, but you won’t make that easy on me.” Her eyes widened as I reached across the table and picked up her hand. “The very sight of you makes me want to do bad things, mainly to you, but occasionally with you as well. You’re like a bad habit.” I then picked up the pen she had dropped and placed it in her hand while my thumb stroked her soft skin. “Go ahead and sign it.”

2.Brynn

Isigned the last document and set the pen back down on the desk. While I understood why he felt the need for such agreements between us, I was still slightly dazed that I was in this situation to begin with. The very man… the Dominant… that I had connected with on Olympus and at Lotus was now my boss. Was this some sort of ethics violation?

It was certainly ironic that Randall had tried so hard to place himself in a position such as this. He had most definitely wanted to have more than a professional relationship with me. The mere thought of that made bile rise in the back of my throat.

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