CHAPTER FOUR
Nyx's POV.
Something about this corporation didn't feel right.
And it all started right from when the delivery man delivered a recruitment letter at my door instead of my sex toys.
I mean, who the hell sends a recruitment letter physically? What happened to the Internet?
I wanted to throw the letter away but then, I had been wishing for a job. It would make no sense to abandon the one I got with my poor qualifications.
The position was also quite tempting.
I had applied for the position of a secretary and I was offered the position of a managing director. It was suspicious.
Fast forward to the present, I'm walking towards the office of the CEO of J&G Technologies, alongside thirty other people–rough estimates with my eyes.
I try walking fast but the gown I'm wearing makes it so difficult to move, and that's actually my fault.
If I didn't have so many tattoos on me, I wouldn't be making this much effort to cover up my body.
Thanks to the troops of people obstructing my path, I couldn't see if I was getting closer to the door or not.
Everyone was in a hurry and that ended up pushing me into an office.
My bags and files fell to the floor, causing a mess.
I quickly rise up, trying to gather the files and apologizing along the way when my eyes land on the bronze placard on the table.
Jeremy Griffin.
"Shit," I mumble, realizing my attempt at making a first impression is completely ruined.
"Umm, I'm–I'm so sorry sir. I was pushed in," I explain, feigning the softest tone my voice could muster.
He takes a sip from his glass, nodding curtly as he drops the glass on the table.
And that's when it hits me.
Why is a CEO drinking in his office this early? And why does he look like he is drowsy?
Perhaps he has sleepy eyes? That sounds like the perfect excuse.
Jeremy rises, rounding his table with a grin that makes me feel uneasy, "You're the new managing director right?"
I nod, "Yes, Nyx Arden."
His black eyes sparkle with mischief, one that I assume is the effect of the alcohol.
He rubs his chin, "Do you think you qualify for this position?"
That question knocks air out of my lungs, I have no words.
"Well? Talk to me." He orders in a tone that immediately makes my brows arch.
"I don't know, you tell me. I mean, I got a recruitment letter after all," I shrug.
Seeing his eyes widen in surprise, I bite hard on my tongue.
There goes my innocent worker cover.
"Way to go Nyx," the voice in my head mocks.
Jeremy frowns, "Well, I think there was a mistake. You haven't been recruited into this firm."
Panic surges through my veins, "What? But I got the-"
"It was meant for someone else," He cut me off.
With my fucking name on it? Yeah right.
Usually I like men begging me, but I'm afraid I'll have to switch roles today.
"Mr Griffin, I need this job. Please reconsider," I say, pinching myself for saying those words.
But I had no choice.
Jeremy smirks, "Are you willing to do anything?"
I lift a brow, wondering what he has in mind, "As long as it's within my ability."
Jeremy leans over the sleek, black table behind him.
"Very well then. All you have to do is suck me off."
The words go straight to my brain, causing a chaotic explosion that has my face flaring up with rage.
"What the hell are you on? Is this some p*** audition?" I exclaim, glaring dagger at him.
His grinning lips grow stiff as his face turns icy, "Should be a breeze for you if it's an audition."
"What do you mean by that?" I retorted.
"Aren't you the pornstar from LA?" He says, licking his lips like a beast preparing to devour its prey.
Oh. So he knows me.
Well then, there's no need to pretend.
"So what? That doesn't mean I'm going to suck you off, dickhead," I snarl.
He breathes a small laugh, "See this as a fan asking for his idol's autograph. Except that I've got the joystick and–"
"Shut your horny ass up! I'm doing nothing to ya!" I snap, my blood boiling.
"If you don't do it, I'll make sure you don't get a job anywhere else in the city."
But right after his words, the evil woman in me pops an idea in my mind.
My shoulders drop, my lips curl downwards and I lower my gaze, feigning helplessness.
"I don't want that, I'll do it."
"That's a good girl," he coos.
"I'll show you what a good girl can do." I say internally as I move closer to him.
I drop down to my knees, unbuckling him and sliding his shorts down.
His length plunges out, already hard and that makes my face twist with anger–the first of its kind.
I wrap my hand around his stalk and he groans in pleasure.
"Horny animal," I grumble.
I tilt my head forwards to take his length but then l lift my gaze upwards, noticing his eyes closing in anticipation.
I smirk and widen my mouth, trapping his length in between my teeth with a hard bite.
"AH FUCK!" He cries out but it comes out like a held back groan–probably because of his inebriated state.
He jerks back, pushing my head away from him while I snort.
Just then, the door swings open and I glance over my shoulders to see the same pair of brown eyes that had me turned on the moment I saw them.
"What the fuck is going on here?" He asks, his face splitting with surprise and something that looks like pain.
I rise to my feet, crossing my arms, "We meet again, handsome."
He glares at me, "Evander. Not handsome. And that's not the answer to my question."
I turn to my back, seeing Jeremy wincing in pain as he dresses himself, I roll my eyes.
"I was just teaching him a lesson," I say, curling my hair behind my ears.
"By sucking him off? Sounds like how a whore teaches lessons," He mocks.
Hearing that makes my cheeks burn with embarrassment–something I've never felt before.
"I bit the motherfucker for trying to take advantage of me, but if you think otherwise then hurray!" I hissed.
Evander narrows his eyes at me, while glancing at the guy behind me with a concerned expression before returning his gaze to me.
"Last I checked, you are the one who takes advantage of people and I'm going to make sure you're arrested for harassing my friend." He declares with an index finger pointed at me.
My brain goes blank, what the fuck?
How am I getting arrested when his friend is the one who tried to take advantage of me?