50 Tints Of Gray

.24.

"Oh" she says distastefully.

"Well in that case, after Mr. Gray leaves I'll need to see you in my office immediately."

Grayson stands up..

"Grayson please don't make this worse.." I plead.

"You can't call him that!" She yells at me.

"I can't even call him that." She says crossing her arms.

Grayson pushes his chest out.

"You will not, bark orders at her like a dog." He says.

Clenching his jaw.

"E- EXCusE me?" She asks astonished.

"You will not treat her as any less of a person, because she has the guy you want. Or should I say dick?" He grabbed his crotch and moved it around.

"And you most definitely will NOT fire her."

He's so hot when he's angry.

He towers over her.

"And who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do?" She says sweating nervously.

"I'm me. Head of a company bigger than yours.

Oh and you're fired.

Yep, that's right I have the deed to your company and it is now mine."

"I own your company."

"Ms. Y/L/N, you're now in charge. Of everything."

He says licking his lips.

He knows what he just did.

And I do too.

"You can't just-" she's cut off.

"I just did." He says snapping his fingers.

"Uh, Ms. Annie.. You can have my old job if you would like..?" I say nervously.

"No, you will not waste your time on her, she's shown you nothing but hatred."

I've only been working here for a few days.

But I'll take it.

Might as well enjoy it.

"Security! Take Care of this please." I say pointing at her.

They rush over and snatch her up like she weighed nothing.

Gertrude walks over to me.

"D-do I still have my job?" She asks twiddling her thumbs.

"Of course Gertrude!"

I actually liked Gertrude.

We only talked a few times but she was always kind.

Grayson walks over to me.

He pulls me into him, making us look unprofessional.

"Is that where you went in that short hour and a half?" I whisper looking up at him.

"You're a smart girl.." he grabs my ass. "Figure it out." He says releasing it.

"I'll be back to pick you up in an hour or so. Now that you're the boss.. You can leave whenever."

He pecks my lips, I really don't want him to go.

But he does.

So I guess I'll see him later.

I walk into my new office, amazed and also disgusted at what I'm seeing.

Used condoms, sticky white residues on her desk.

Dirty thongs, and socks, the smell of sex.

Not the consensual, rough, and passionate kind.

The quick fuck, dry, unlovable kind that leaves you empty inside.

When you feel guilty afterwards.

Disgusting.

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I rushed into this chapter my apologies.

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