‘Perhaps this is not the job for you,’ he said, ‘hmm?
‘Mr. Dewhurst sir,’ Lindsey began, ‘let me assure you that I have killer instinct in spades. In fact, if you look at my record with the company, my exemplary record, you will see that a pattern of ambition and hunger has governed me for the past ten years.’
‘You know,’ Dewhurst continued, still smiling strangely, ‘I do need another assistant out west. My PA in Los Angeles is getting married to one of my executives. I’d imagine a girl like you would be right at home out there.’
Lindsey’s heart sunk in her chest. Assistant? Was this guy serious? She cleared her throat. ‘Aha,’ she said, ‘I think that would be a little bit beneath my qualifications, don’t you?’
Leo walked towards her swiftly. He stood a full foot and a half taller than she did and this close she had to crane her head to look up at him. It was a little demeaning and she sensed that that was exactly the intended purpose.
‘Actually,’ he said, ‘no I don’t. I think that it might be the best thing for everybody. Like I said, I need an executive with a hunter’s spirit. I think it’s clear you’d be much better suited to a more feminine position, no?’ He smiled down at her condescendingly. She could tell that he was taking more pleasure from this than he should and it infuriated her.
‘Bullshit,’ she said, ‘with all respect Mr. Dewhurst, I’ve been shooting for this my whole life. There isn’t another person in the company better suited to this position – male or female.’
Leo frowned. ‘I’m sorry,’ he said, ‘I’ve made up my mind.’
Lindsey stared at him. She couldn’t believe it. Just like that he was killing her dreams. ‘But why?’ she asked.
‘Because you’re just a girl,’ he said, ‘just a little lady and I need someone who I can know for sure isn’t going to run off to get married or pregnant in a year or two. I need a man I can rely on, Miss Kennedy.’ He smiled again. ‘But as I said, I do have a position in LA that I think would be perfect for you. Better paid even, than what you make right now.’
Lindsey’s blood began to boil. This bastard had planned it like this all along. He’d taken her out here on this boat just to humiliate her and then force her to accept a demeaning position, far beneath her experience. He’d probably joke about this over scotch with his spoilt asshole friends at the country club later on.
No. Not after all that effort, all those sleepless nights and eighteen-hour work days. This was unacceptable.
‘You know what?’ she said, ‘fuck LA, fuck your assistant job. I heard you were a smart, out-of-the-box thinker, but if you can’t see what you’re missing out on with me, well then you know what? Fuck you too Mr. Dewhurst.’
Leo Dewhurst stared at her. The smile was far from his lips now. It looked like he wasn’t used to that kind of abuse. Not used to it at all.
‘ What the hell did you say to me? ’ he whispered.
Lindsey looked up at him. She considered her options. Either way, it looked like she’d just lost out on ten years worth of hard work, but she guessed it’d been that way before she insulted him anyway.
‘To paraphrase Mr. Dewhurst,’ she said, ‘I told you to take your assistant’s job and shove it up your ass.’
Dewhurst’s hand shot out like a whip and snatched her by the wrist. He smiled wickedly. ‘Why you little bitch,’ he said, ‘I’ll give you one single chance to take that back before it’s too late.’
Lindsey stared back at him unflinchingly. His grip on her hand was tight but she wasn’t frightened. Even though her heart pounded in her chest and her belly was warm with excitement, she wasn’t one bit scared of this chauvinist, bullying prick.
‘Shove it up you ass, Mr. Dewhurst sir,’ she said, ‘I’m not afraid of you.’
He narrowed his eyes. ‘Are you insane?’ he asked, ‘you do know who I am, right? I mean this isn’t just