My Boss then My Master

Chapter 2 Dominic’s POV

Awwww she was nervous , I had only planned on this being a flying visit. I wanted to swing by introducing myself to the management that was already in place, then go back to my hotel to freshen up. Get a good night's sleep after the long flight and then start fresh tomorrow. I didn't intend to meet any of the other staff. But a sexy, defiant little groan had caught my attention. The current manager, Paul, will be going. Paid out to leave a hefty bonus for his troubles.

If he chose not to leave quietly, we could go the hard route of managing his performance. Let go from not meeting the level of standards I require in my management. A manager should be willing to do all the jobs they delegate , they should be firm but fair and have the right mind set for the job. I was good at reading, people , always have been. I believe it's one of the reasons I have got to be where I am now.

Some would argue I was gifted my status. They would be wrong. Yes, my father was a wealthy man. Yes, he owned a marketing company , along side some tech companies that provided software for intelligence companies. But he was a firm man, he did not believe in handouts. He gave me all the right tools , a good education, a good upbringing and, most important, a good reliable family name. But he did not hand me millions , nor did he hand me any of the companies I'd acquired or positions I worked my way up to.

That I had to get all by myself , at thirty two I've outdone him. In wealth and in speed, I climbed to where I am now. He couldn't be more proud. Paul didn't have a single initiative bone in his body. I can just tell. So when this bombshell caught my attention, I didn't think twice about leaving Paul stumbling over his words like a sap. That was another thing I wanted my management to be able to speak to me about anything . If he can't even string a greeting together properly, how could he do that?

When I'd cleared my throat, I thought she believed me to be Paul. Her little speech only made me want to poke at her more. She was bratty and I liked that , I liked to tame that. But not too much. Where would the fun be then? When she looked up , damm it took everything in me to not drool. Let's just say I had a type , a very specific type. She ticked all of them. Piercing blue eyes , reddish brown hair that was long and lips that were made for one thing.

The blush that stained her cheeks only made her more appealing. That fact I made her nervous didn't bother me at all . In fact, it called for a certain part of me in delicious ways. I only made her more nervous once I'd introduced myself. I was being beyond unprofessional. But I couldn't stop myself , my eyes roamed her body as I checked her out. One last time I tell myself , then I'll force myself to turn away.

But f**k me , that's when I see her n*****s standing to attention. Her body had reacted to me, because it definitely wasn't cold in her. I smirk at her as the blush deepens when she realises what I'm looking at. Then it came out of my mouth like the word vomit. " Would you like to come to my office, Miss Holmes " . When I see her look at Paul of all people for help , I quickly try to reassure her. " Just for a little chat , what you think of working here and things along those lines. I like to make sure we make the correct changes for people at all levels in the job ", I smiled at her.

She nodded meekly , I could literally see her shaking a little. Yet I wasn't letting her off of the hook. I nodded my head and walked to the elevators , just expecting her to follow me. The soft foot falls behind me tells me she has. When I press the button, I remain silent. My mind was working overtime trying to think about what I'd actually do when I got her up there. What would I ask? I wasn't lying. This would be something I do. Just at a later time , when I was more prepared. When I'd done more observations myself.

Impulsive is what this was. I never acted impulsively. I prided myself on how calculated I was, how thoroughly I thought everything through. Obsessive as it may be at times. That was my only problem, I thought. I was obsessive and possessive of things that intrigued or mattered to me.

The elevator doors swung open and I held the doors and did the gentlemanly thing, "After you Miss Holmes ". I swept my hand in the direction of the elevator. She still looked nervous , her head was lowered as she stepped in. As she passes me, her perfume wafts all up into my space. The scent of it was sweet, just like her making me groan low in my throat. " Sorry what did you say ? " her nervous voice snapped me out of the trance I'd gone into. "Sorry What ? " I asked her, stepping into the elevator and letting the doors go.

Her cute little brows scrunch together in confusion , " I thought you had said something to me " she says. Had I? I frown and she shrinks back a little bit. s**t, she thinks i'm angry or something. So I quickly smiled at her instead , most likely looking like I had multiple personalities and scaring the poor girl. " Maybe just mumbling to myself , is all ". Smooth Dominic , smooth. I stepped back behind her so she was in front of me. I could see her reflection in the glass, she would keep glancing up at me then dipping her head back down.

It made me smile a little. " How long have you worked here, Miss Holmes ? " I asked her. She looks up at me through the reflection , her mouth opens about to answer when the doors opened. Two women were standing waiting to get on, looking up from their little gossip session and both of them went silent. Their eyes widened and one of their mouths even popped open. They don't make a move to enter the elevator.

It makes me sigh in agitation , " Are you getting on ?" I snap. Both of them flinch at my tone. I wouldn't normally be so rude. But they were interrupting my time with Miss Holmes here. They nodded , then both stepped on in haste. It caused us all to take a step back a bit. But pleasantly it put Miss Holmes closer to me. The elevator becomes awkward. I know it's my fault. My rude manor scares them. So, when they pressed the button for only two floors up , I was glad. I would seek them out later and make a better impression.

Once they are back off , She moves quickly to put space back between us by stepping forward. We are nearly on my floor now. I had the whole top floor. It is currently under construction. I didn't spend a lot of time in one place. I traveled to my other companies and spread my time and presence across them all equally. I never let any of them know I was coming. It kept standards high. But I still like to have a professional and nice-looking office. Well, I had a house. But I spent so much time traveling , I always liked to put a small apartment in each building if I could. Saved on hotel hopping all the time. So the top floor had been split.

The front of the building was the reception where my assistant sat , the only person to know my itinerary , meeting room and office. Then the one and only door to the apartment was in my office at the back. The doors open and she's out like a shot. She waits as I get out and then follows behind me. Her breathing was still too fast , her chest flushed as well as her cheeks. I pass Kia on my way to my office , she looks up and doesn't even blink that I have someone with me.

That is what I liked about Kia. She never pried or asked personal questions. She was professional and she kept her mouth shut if she saw anything. She got paid nicely for her being that way. I opened the door and stepped aside for her. She walks in and looks around in awe , her eyes bounce from one side of the room to the other. I looked at it through her eyes. I guess it was impressive.

Massive TV screens that showed anything I wished on them , it would mainly be sport or racing to keep up with what was happening on one wall. A large breakfast bar area and a table to the side, so I could eat there . Then a large desk for me to work at. The room was really stunning and modern. There was still a lot to be done but it was coming together nicely. My must have possession was still yet to be placed in the office.

" So how long have you worked here ?" I asked again as I got to my desk and took a seat.I pointed to her to sit in the chair opposite .

She does so , but slowly. Once she's seated, she pushes a piece of hair behind her ear and shyly looks up at me. " Three years Sir " . f**k my life , I need to get her out of my office and quickly, if one more thing like that is out of her mouth . I'll have her bent over the desk . Clearing my throat, I looked away from her. f**k Dominic, get control of yourself. That one word and innocent look she had given me was a zip line to my d**k , that was now very unwontedly thickening in my trousers.