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S through Z › Secretary
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,623
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
I do not own The Secretary, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
WEAR THIS TONIGHT.
When the first rang, Olivvia sat up with a gasp. It was morning. Her eyes where, blurry when she reached for the receiver.
OLIVVIA: “Hello?.”
FRONT DESK: “Miss Olivvia Daae?”
OLIVVIE: “Y-yes?”
FRONT DESK: “This is the front desk with your 7:30 am wake up call.”
OLIVVIA: “Oh. Oh yes thank you.”
FRONT DESK: “Have a nice day ma’am.”
She hung up the phone, and laid back down. Suddenly she was aware her body was aching. Especially between her legs. Almost with out thinking she put her hand on her inter thigh. It felt bruised. Her memory flooded back. She gasped and pulled back the covers. She was shocked to find she was right. Small bruises lined her hips and thighs. The dream she thought was just that a dream, was real.
OLIVVIA: “ Oh my god.”
She had to get a hold of herself, her future depended a pone it. She got out of bed a stood up. Pain. Just deal with it. She thought. Fight through the pain. She went to the door, she locked it. She got in the tub. The water was so hot, it hurt just to sit down in the marble tub. Just get through the meeting. She thought. Then you can get the hell out of here. She could not remember any thing, except something about green eyes, but if it wasn’t real then what does it mean? She bathed, got dressed, and called her partner Chris Fields.
OLIVVIA: “Chris, it’s me are you ready?”
CHRIS: “Yeah I’m just putting the finishing touches on the presentation. Hey Livvie, you ok?”
OLIVVIA: “Yeah I’m fine. Just a little nervous.”
CHRIS: “Hey Liv, you have nothing too worry about. Your going to make a good impression on the investors today.”
OLIVVIA: “I hope so, well I’ll meet you there.”
She said and then hanging up the phone. Maybe last night was a dream. Maybe I dreamt the whole thing because I was so nervous and tired. She thought. What was her problem, was she final losing it? Then were did the bruises come from. Well, she was a sleep kicker. One time she kicked out of bed so hard she sprang her ankle. Well what ever it was, it was all over now. She took the hotel transport service to the Lord Erickson inc. building. It was more like a skyscraper. Chris was standing on the steps waiting for her.
CHRIS: “You ready to go into the lions den?”
OLIVVIE: “More ready then I’ll ever be.”
He noticed the way she was walking.
CHRIS: “You ok there Liv?”
OLIVVIA: “Yeah, I-I kick in my-my sleep, and I think I might have sprained my ankle a little bit, That’s all. Shall we?”
They walked to the elevators, once the doors closed they started to pull out important copies of brochures, spreadsheets, and portfolios. Chris made sure there was enough for all 15 investors. When the doors opened an aged secretary was stand there waiting for them.
SECRETARY: “You here for the McCloud meeting?”
They answered at the same time.
SECRETARY: “Right this way.”
She showed them to the meeting room, all of the investors were already seated, their boss was there too. Olivvia gave the secretary the presentation to set up. Chris passed out the book presentations. Olivvia introduced herself, and Chris. It was already dark in the conference room so she just started up her presentation. They seemed to love it. Beginning to end. When she was done the men stud up and clapped.
MR McCLOUD: “That was amazing, and these numbers. Where in the world did you find all of these ways to cut cost?”
OLIVVIA: “Well if you can find the source of where all your profits aren’t being returned its pretty much easy sailing from there.”
MR McCLOUD: “Well Miss Daae I think your going to save a lot of money on this years campaign.”
He said walking to the door chattering with the other investors. He turned back around and said.
MR McCLOUD: “Oh Miss Daae meet my son, Leeland. He’ll be running your department. Together, your going to be my star team.”
She looked over into the direction Mr. McCloud, who was pointing to a young man.
A very tall and muscular man walk over to her, and introduced himself.
LEELAND: “ It was nice meeting you.”
OLIVVIA: “It was nice meeting you to.”
He took his hand out of his pocket and held it out. Without think Olivvia took it. Seconds into the hand shake, Mr. McCloud call his son. With that Leeland smiled and walk away to the elevators. Olivvia felt something soft in her hand. It felt familiar. It felt smooth. She looked down at it. It was black. It took only milliseconds for her to recognize it. Shocked she looked up through the door to the hallway at the elevator. Those lustful green eyes where burning as the doors closed. It was real. When Chris said her name she jumped.
CHRIS: “Are you sure your ok?”
OLIVVIA: “Yeah, I-I’m fine.”
The ride home was filled with disbelief. She was going to have to work with the man who ravaged her. She was walking through the lobby when the desk clerk stopped her.
DESK CLERK: “Oh, Miss Daae, I have a package for you.”
The woman handed her a purple box with a black bow. She took it up to her room, and she sat it on the bed. She slowly pulled the ribbon away from the box and lifted the top. There was a card. She opened it.
WEAR THIS TONIGHT.
~L.M.
THE END.
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OLIVVIA: “Hello?.”
FRONT DESK: “Miss Olivvia Daae?”
OLIVVIE: “Y-yes?”
FRONT DESK: “This is the front desk with your 7:30 am wake up call.”
OLIVVIA: “Oh. Oh yes thank you.”
FRONT DESK: “Have a nice day ma’am.”
She hung up the phone, and laid back down. Suddenly she was aware her body was aching. Especially between her legs. Almost with out thinking she put her hand on her inter thigh. It felt bruised. Her memory flooded back. She gasped and pulled back the covers. She was shocked to find she was right. Small bruises lined her hips and thighs. The dream she thought was just that a dream, was real.
OLIVVIA: “ Oh my god.”
She had to get a hold of herself, her future depended a pone it. She got out of bed a stood up. Pain. Just deal with it. She thought. Fight through the pain. She went to the door, she locked it. She got in the tub. The water was so hot, it hurt just to sit down in the marble tub. Just get through the meeting. She thought. Then you can get the hell out of here. She could not remember any thing, except something about green eyes, but if it wasn’t real then what does it mean? She bathed, got dressed, and called her partner Chris Fields.
OLIVVIA: “Chris, it’s me are you ready?”
CHRIS: “Yeah I’m just putting the finishing touches on the presentation. Hey Livvie, you ok?”
OLIVVIA: “Yeah I’m fine. Just a little nervous.”
CHRIS: “Hey Liv, you have nothing too worry about. Your going to make a good impression on the investors today.”
OLIVVIA: “I hope so, well I’ll meet you there.”
She said and then hanging up the phone. Maybe last night was a dream. Maybe I dreamt the whole thing because I was so nervous and tired. She thought. What was her problem, was she final losing it? Then were did the bruises come from. Well, she was a sleep kicker. One time she kicked out of bed so hard she sprang her ankle. Well what ever it was, it was all over now. She took the hotel transport service to the Lord Erickson inc. building. It was more like a skyscraper. Chris was standing on the steps waiting for her.
CHRIS: “You ready to go into the lions den?”
OLIVVIE: “More ready then I’ll ever be.”
He noticed the way she was walking.
CHRIS: “You ok there Liv?”
OLIVVIA: “Yeah, I-I kick in my-my sleep, and I think I might have sprained my ankle a little bit, That’s all. Shall we?”
They walked to the elevators, once the doors closed they started to pull out important copies of brochures, spreadsheets, and portfolios. Chris made sure there was enough for all 15 investors. When the doors opened an aged secretary was stand there waiting for them.
SECRETARY: “You here for the McCloud meeting?”
They answered at the same time.
SECRETARY: “Right this way.”
She showed them to the meeting room, all of the investors were already seated, their boss was there too. Olivvia gave the secretary the presentation to set up. Chris passed out the book presentations. Olivvia introduced herself, and Chris. It was already dark in the conference room so she just started up her presentation. They seemed to love it. Beginning to end. When she was done the men stud up and clapped.
MR McCLOUD: “That was amazing, and these numbers. Where in the world did you find all of these ways to cut cost?”
OLIVVIA: “Well if you can find the source of where all your profits aren’t being returned its pretty much easy sailing from there.”
MR McCLOUD: “Well Miss Daae I think your going to save a lot of money on this years campaign.”
He said walking to the door chattering with the other investors. He turned back around and said.
MR McCLOUD: “Oh Miss Daae meet my son, Leeland. He’ll be running your department. Together, your going to be my star team.”
She looked over into the direction Mr. McCloud, who was pointing to a young man.
A very tall and muscular man walk over to her, and introduced himself.
LEELAND: “ It was nice meeting you.”
OLIVVIA: “It was nice meeting you to.”
He took his hand out of his pocket and held it out. Without think Olivvia took it. Seconds into the hand shake, Mr. McCloud call his son. With that Leeland smiled and walk away to the elevators. Olivvia felt something soft in her hand. It felt familiar. It felt smooth. She looked down at it. It was black. It took only milliseconds for her to recognize it. Shocked she looked up through the door to the hallway at the elevator. Those lustful green eyes where burning as the doors closed. It was real. When Chris said her name she jumped.
CHRIS: “Are you sure your ok?”
OLIVVIA: “Yeah, I-I’m fine.”
The ride home was filled with disbelief. She was going to have to work with the man who ravaged her. She was walking through the lobby when the desk clerk stopped her.
DESK CLERK: “Oh, Miss Daae, I have a package for you.”
The woman handed her a purple box with a black bow. She took it up to her room, and she sat it on the bed. She slowly pulled the ribbon away from the box and lifted the top. There was a card. She opened it.
WEAR THIS TONIGHT.
~L.M.
THE END.
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