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The Empoyee

"How might you please me, Miss Parker?" "How would you want me, Mr. Holden?" I should stop. It was only a tease I had mindlessly put up, hoping to get a longer moment with him, listening to whatever I had to say, but apparently, he was a persistent young man, one who would get to the end of every matter started. "I'm only scared we don't speak of the same thing here" He followed. "Oh, I very much follow, Mr Holden" "Here's the thing Miss Parker" He began, figure tearing off the chair, approaching my form. I fretted at his incoming profile, eyes averted away, not daring to meet that striking gaze of his. Even in the calming space, I could feel the burn that rushed to my chest. He had soon pulled up beside my form, eyes peering on at my warded off profile. "I'd like to see how so well you think can please me" He called. "If you manage to have me forget how troublesome the morning has been, then I assure you, the position is all yours" Eyes had snapped up to him at once, gaze beholding the sincerity in those grey eyes. "Also.....He paused for a long minute, figure inching closer.....If you manage to have me aroused........ He drew even nearer, breath so close, it fanned against my neck. "Then you, Miss Janet Parker, will be the company's new marketer to be employed" *** He is a 24 year old heir to his father's company. She is a 28 year old lady, fired from her last job for burning the CEO with hot tea. A fiery one she is, not until she meets a man, who is just intent on breaking her.

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I let the form of Tara crash into my hands, a low grunt pouring out her lips upon the impact of our figures.

She had bruises all over. With eyes still holding onto the fear that had caught her half an hour ago, there still remained patches of blood on her lips.

"I'm sorry"

My voice wavered, eyes pulling her even tighter to myself.

"I'm sorry, Tara" She barely made an utterance, instead, her grip on me only tightened, body relaxing in mine.

"Janet Parker?" Came the voice that managed to pull our figures apart.

"I'll need you for questioning" I stared at the middle-aged man before me, eyes holding onto the same joy it held, while he burst into our house, tackling George to the ground.

He had smacked him repeatedly, holding a gun to his face, and in all of his glory, he tore a cuff out, placing it on the wrists of the man who would have been my murderer, if they hadn't arrived just in time.

"I'm Officer Thawne"

"Your friend will be attended to by the paramedics. In the meantime, I need you aside for questioning"

"We received a call from Kristoffer Holden" Those were the words I heard, before he pulled me off the figure of Tara, leading me away.