Falling into Black Read Free Page A

"Yes, Mr. Black."
     What kind of punishment would he
give me next time? I’d have to find out.
    * * *
    I threw the dress shirt
on my bed and frowned. It wouldn't do! Not for today and the big meeting with
the shareholders. I had to look sexy and smart -- something fitting the CEO’s
personal assistant.
    If not, I had no idea
what Mr. Black might do to me.
    I'd been working for
Dorian Black -- the handsome CEO billionaire of Black Inc. -- for a little over
two weeks, but I still didn't understand his mercurial moods. Sometimes he
seemed perfectly pleasant, although that could change in a matter of seconds.
His expectations were high for himself and others, and it was almost impossible
to keep up.
    I knew he was sick of
seeing the same five dress suits over and over again, but my wardrobe wasn't as
big as some of the other girls at the company. I couldn't afford designer everything,
after all.
    Digging deep into the
back of my closet I pulled out a red dress. I usually used it as date dress –
an A-line number with a plunging V-neck to show off my full breasts while
hiding my full-sized hips and thighs.
    It was strapless but not
too slinky- perfect for work the environment, especially if I put the black
blazer over it. My new black pumps and a swipe of red lipstick completed the look.
    Now I only had to
contend with my wild brown curls. I always wore my hair back in a bun, but what
else looked professional?
    I wanted to be a good
assistant. Scratch that -- I needed to be a good assistant and represent my
boss well, but I wasn't sure if I was doing that.
    Ever since the first day
Mr. Black hired me, and that strange but alluring interview, I hadn't been able
to keep my mind off of the gorgeous billionaire. I mean, how could I?
    The man bent me over his
desk and spanked me. The way he made my body feel was better than any other
man's touch.
    No. I'm an idiot.
    I don't know why he did
that to me, but he hadn't tried to touch me since. He probably had plenty of
other women -- classy, rich women to choose from. He wouldn't want a chubby and
broke assistant.
    I frowned and bundled my
hair into a ponytail. It'd have to do. With one last quick look in the mirror,
I headed out the door and hoped I didn't make a fool out of myself at the
meeting.
    Like usual, I grabbed a
coffee for Mr. Black and myself at the kiosk downstairs. He took his black no
sugar and one cream.
    I wondered if you could
tell anything about a person by how they took their coffee? Would his be
unattainable? Or just unattainable for me?
     Oh well, it
doesn't really matter anyway, Alicia, it's not like you have a chance with him.
    For once, the secretary
at the desk in the lobby didn't sneer at me when I walked by -- instead she
raised her eyebrows. Hopefully, that was a good sign.
    Then I hopped into the
elevator and road it all the way up to the fiftieth floor. The CEO’s office and
some meeting rooms were the only things on that floor. I heard a rumor the rest
of the floor was dedicated to a secret penthouse suite, but that probably
wasn't true. Who would use it? Mr. Black? Then it occurred to me. Maybe he kept
it as a secret kinky sex dungeon?
    The thought sent a rush
of heat to my panties, and I frowned.
    I shouldn't get off at
work -- how unprofessional!
    Stepping out the
elevator, I still glanced around. Where would the hidden penthouse suite be? I
didn't have very long to think about it. Mr. Black's office door stood open, and
he leaned against his desk -- the phone held to his ear and a frown on his gorgeous
face. I approached slowly, like an animal scared of getting caught in a
predator's gaze.
    Too late .
    His bright blue eyes
fell on me, looking at me with keen calculation. His wavy black hair was brushed
back slick and his cheeks smoothly shaven. His immaculate Italian suit and finely
crafted leather shoes were perfectly clean. Like always, he looked like some
kind of Adonis – a god among men.
    I carefully set the
coffee on his desk and moved to