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Louisa was reluctant to enter her boss's office. Her palms were sweaty and her head was spinning. She made a mistake so terrible, it was irreversible.
She accidentally provided information to the enemy company. Unfortunately her wits were not present, and she left one too many discoverable traces.
Word spread like wildfire from coworkers, and her reputation was crumbled.
2 more minutes had passed as she was still like a statue, biding her time before facing her peer.
Suddenly, she heard fast paced steps almost syncing with her rapid heartbeat.
Her immediate response would have been to run away, had her feet obliged. However she was frozen in fear and had no control over her body.
The door swung open, and much to her dismay, she became face-to-face with her boss.
"Good afternoon, Louisa."
He uttered in a skeptical tone.
"Sir..."
"Step into my office."
He said, interrupting her.
She coyly made her way to the centre of the room, and stood awkwardly.
He hastily shut the door, discreetly turning the lock, without her knowing.
The man slithered to his desk and sat down, locking his gaze with Louisa.
"There's no doubt that you know why I called you in."
"Please, Mr. Anderson..."
He tentatively took off his reading glasses, placing them in the cupboard.
"What you have done to this company, Louisa, is unforgivable."
"I-It was an accident! Please, I had no ill intention."
"You can't take back what you've done. Accident, or not. I'm afraid that we have no other choice but to release you."
Louisa crumbled in her position, her shaking hands not knowing what to do with themselves, were wrapped around one another, resembling that of a particularly long snake.
Sweat appeared to bead along her forehead, glistening in the fireplace's illumination.
"Please... Sir.. I need this job! I'll do anything, I beg of you.."
Mr. Anderson broke his glance with hers, and stared at the floor. His concentration appeared so deep, not chaos nor danger could interrupt his train of thought. Suddenly his gaze locked with hers again, his eyes were glistening as if he had come to a life-altering conclusion.
"Take a seat."
He ushered to the chaise longue, sitting in front of the fire.
A glimmer of hope ran through her veins as she obeyed.
He stood up from behind the desk and approached the girl, nonchalantly sitting back next to her on the chair, as if to imply that making herself unusually familiar with him is acceptable. This felt highly unprofessional to Louisa.
"Grab me a cigar."
Dumbstruck by his uncharacteristically dominant behaviour, she hastily rushed to the cabinet and grabbed the 1420 Mayan Sicars, cryptically taking one out of the paper sachet.
She returned back to the chaise longue, placing the cigar into his mouth, setting the tip aflame.
He ominously drew a large breath, exhaling the dusty white cloud, now creating swirls along the ceiling.
"This company takes itself very seriously, Louisa. More than you realise."
She dipped her head, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
"You, however have far more power than you would ever know."
Curiously, she lifted her head to look into his gaze. He was already intently staring at her physique. His eyes shifted up and down, scanning her throughly.
"What do you mean, sir?"
Her posture more sceptical now.
"You have the ability to break a man's dignity and composure with the snap of a finger, all it takes is one quality you contain, unbeknownst to you."
"What would that be exactly, Mr. Anderson?"
He chuckled, almost as is he thought she was playing some sort of a game with him.
"Sweet girl, so oblivious, so innocent."
"Really, sir. I'm afraid I don't understand. What quality do I apparently contain?"
Mr. Anderson shook his head in disbelief.
"How is it possible that you aren't aware of your own scorching beauty, Louisa?"
His remark made her unbearably flustered. She was never one for self confidence.
"I'm really not.."
"Now, don't be modest."
"What exactly do you want from me, sir?"
He drew another large breath of the cigar, letting the smoke fill his lunges as he thought intently.
Suddenly, he placed it on the stand and put the glowing stub out.
Turning back to her, he crept closer to her nervous body, grabbing her flowing hair and moving it behind her back, revealing her neck.
"I can teach you, you know."
"Teach me what, exactly?"
Mr. Anderson grew ever closer, enough to whisper into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
He spoke in a deep and husky tone.
"I can help you master the art of... seduction."
Louisa, shocked, pulled away from her boss and shifted further away on the chair.
"I don't understand... how can I just learn a skill like that?"
"It's easy. I teach you what to say, what to do, how to act, how to dress, etcetera."
"Sir, this isn't right."
"Your power could be of so much use, Louisa. Don't you see?"
She rose up from the chair and hastily made her way to the exit, grabbing the handle.
"I'll raise your pay."
Once again, she froze in her position. Hand still on the doorknob.
"It's nothing but a positive for you, Miss Waters. You will acquire both money and knowledge."
He exclaimed, creeping his way to where she's standing. Looming behind her petite frame. She could feel his breath on her neck.
"Besides," he chuckled, before lowering his voice to sound course, like sandpaper. "I can give you more pleasure than you've ever dreamed of."
Louisa's breath hitched, suddenly she could feel her knee's growing weak.
Mr. Johnson placed his hands on her hips, drawing her near.
He quietly uttered into her ear again, his voice resonated all through her body.
"Here's the deal; I teach you how to be a seductress, give you a raise, wipe out all the rumours of your corrupt reputation. And you, obey my demands whenever I please."
Louisa was mortified to feel this way,. She was uncontrollably enjoying this, much to her dismay. She hadn't ever experienced anything like this. She was never one to explore pleasures. and was usually not interested.
"You have 10 minutes to make your choice, doll. Return if you accept, and if you decline, leave this building and never return. Now, go."
He unlocked the door with the flick of his wrist and just like that, Louisa dashed out, without looking back.
She headed straight to the bathrooms and rested her hands on the sink, having trouble taking in all the information that was given just now.
She tried splashing cold water on her bright blushing cheeks in efforts to tone down the colour with no such luck.
Her head was spinning again. Did all of that really happen?
She was incredibly lucky to get such a high paying job; she was content and cozy in her position. To start all over again would be awful.
"I... I have no choice..."
Defeat, she exited the bathroom, solemnly dragging her feet along the hallway. How pathetic she felt. As if she had no self worth.
Once again she found herself frozen outside his office. Nobody walks along this hallway unless called to the office by Mr. Jackson's orders.
Trembling, she grasped the handle, turning it slowly.
"Come in, doll."
She took one last deep breath before stepping inside, locking the door behind her.