~Jolene’s POV~
"Um- Hi- I am L- Jolene," I stuttered and almost said my screen name.
Fuck this man is making me lose my mind just with that one look.
He spared me a look and then went back to glaring at Harry.
"Care to explain why you were groping an intern in your office?" He asked Harry in a smooth velvety voice which made me shiver. His tone was calm but there was a hint of danger in it.
"It's not like that, Jasper. We've known each other for years now," Harry replied.
So his name is Jasper. Hmm.
"And you, we have a dress code at the office for women. You will have to follow it," he stated simply, even though it was a command.
"Guess we are not in the 21st century in this office yet," I muttered under my breath.
Jasper shot me a deadly look but remained quiet.
Harry pulled out a chair and motioned me to sit down.
Jasper and him took their seats opposite to me as Jasper unbuttoned his dark coat while sitting down.
"So what do you know about our company E-Secure?" Jasper the broody tyrant asked, his eyes assessing my every little move from sitting in the chair to taking deep long breaths because of nervousness.
"E-Secure was established in 2004 by Joe Colemen and later it was succeeded by his only son. In 2016 E-Secure went public and has been a multi-billion dollar establishment. It provides internet security to banks, startups and even the government," I rattled out all the information I could remember off G****e.
"Hmm, I can see in your resume that you can code, and you have taken an ethical hacking course in college. How long would it take for you to hack a normal person's email?" he asked inquisitively.
Technically a few seconds but I don't think I can admit it to him. So instead I coyly replied, "That would be illegal Sir. But hypothetically, if I had to, it would take me a few minutes," I said as a smirk trying to break through my lips.
"We will take a technical test as well to ensure the quality of your work," Harry added.
"Sure," I said and batted my lashes at him.
For some stupid reason I wanted to make Jasper jealous. Even though I am pretty sure it won't work.
I glanced at Jasper and found his eyes fixated on my cleavage.
Yes! Thank God I wore this dress. Two hours well spent!
I smirked a little as I turned my attention to Jasper and asked, "Do you have anything else for me sir?" I asked, making sure my voice dripped with sexual innuendo that I intended.
His eyes narrowed on me so I added, "I mean questions, Sir," I said with a little laugh, acting all sweet and pure, just how many men like it.
"Jolene, is it? Let me make something very clear, employee fraternization is totally banned in this company. If you think your dumb young ways to pursue a man of caliber like mine is going to work then you are mistaken,” he said in a composed voice as if he was reciting the weather forecast.
I, on the other hand, was gaping at him with my mouth wide open.
He wasn’t done though, “I have met thousands of opportunistic women like yourself, trying to Weasley your way into a wealthy man's life by wearing barely there clothes and talking like a virgin. Where in reality all of you are just gold digging–"
My eyes were beginning to fill with tears but I didn't let him finish his rant as I exploded in his face and yelled, "Listen up, you rich spoiled little brat, I don't give a fuck about this job. And I make more money than most of your employees already. If you think I will tolerate all the insults you're hurling at me just because you're a job provider, then, you can shove this job up your stoic ass,” I said in one breath and Harry looked at both of us with his eyes wide open. He looked like he could be anywhere else but here and frankly I don't blame him.
“Not everyone is born with a silver spoon in their mouth like your pathetic misogynistic self. Some of us actually work hard and if you think you can treat us like slaves because you sign the paychecks then you can kiss my ass goodbye,” I spat in his face with animosity. I know we are total strangers but I didn't expect him to be so rude and obnoxious. Fuck I wanted to hurt him! But before I could I decided to walk away before I was charged for assault.
I fisted my hand and hurried out the door. My tears finally falling free and my chest burning like I have run a thousand miles.
Fucking Jasper!
His beauty was only on the outside. Inside of him is just awful.
How fucking dare he belittle me?
Cazzo! Bastard! Mother fucking idiot!
I hurled a few more curses at him in my head, as I ran home and cried on my pillow.
This was bad fucking idea. But what the fuck am I supposed to do now?
~Jolene’s POV~Oh fuck no! This is not happening. Is he for real?This morning I received a courier which had my approved job application. Can you guess the company? No, it was not Onlyfans.It was from E-Secure.I am going to go to jail for sure, after I return this letter to its hardass owner and then burn him and his company to the ground.I took a cab and headed to E-Secure’s office. My head was pounding with rage and all I could see was red in front of my eyes. I swear there's going to be a lot of blood tonight. I could barely see anything as I headed inside the elevator alone, clenching the job offer in my hand. But, instead of going up, the elevator stopped with a loud thud and all my organs began to freeze. Oh dear lord, please no! Not today. I am usually not scared of elevators but I lose my shit in the dark. My throat started to feel clogged as a scream tore through me.And that's exactly how this elevator is. Dark. I can't even see my own hands.The darkness reminds me
~Jolene’s POV~Today I decided to do a nurse roleplay even though every cell in my body wants me to do a secretary roleplay that my audience likes. My mind is filled with images of only one man to fill in my office fantasies.My boss. My douchebag boss who looks better than every sin I have ever committed combined.But, instead I chose to do the nurse roleplay for my viewers. So that I could take my mind off that hunk.I wore a nurse's outfit but mine was white and red with a nurse cap and it was too tight for my curvy body. My tits were spilling out of it, almost.I started the video chat and I could see comments of my eagerly waiting audience.“I love you, Lana baby!” “Oh I waited 2 whole days for today’s show.” said another comment.With that I started my show…*I laid on my soft bed whispering naughty things for my audience. Surrounded by pillows and blankets and my tits overflowing out of the flimsy outfit that I was wearing. I rubbed my thighs together to soothe the ache betw
~Jasper’s POV~“How far are we with the Lana Luck situation?” I asked one of my sales guys who works for my company Souteneur. As the name suggests Souteneur is one of the most elite webcam agencies. I was always thought that we should do a job that we are passionate about and I am passionate about sex, plus it's a multi billion dollar industry which generates me quite the fortune.As for Lana Luck, she is my nemesis. My guys have been trying to contact her for months now to join our team but she seems to ignore us.The thought didn’t sit well with me, for over a year now I have been secretly obsessing over a camgirl, and I don’t even know how she looks yet. I have seen every square inch of her body just like the rest of her audience but I am yet to see her face. She is quite the mystery, her videos are high quality but she never has a partner in her videos, most of them are solos, but her content is still great.She seems like a sweet, sweet vixen and her body was made to be fucked
~Jolene’s POV~I wore the classiest dress I could find in the store. It was a formal red gown from Chanel. Perfect for an office party. However, I don’t know what it is about my body that makes even the most modest of dresses look sultry.I have to look decent because even though I received an invitation, like I am an outsider, I am still going to the party as an employee. I am not going in as Lana Luck the sex symbol but as Jolene the IT girl, so I’ve got to look formal.When I arrived at the party I was shocked to see beautiful champagne fountains and all the men were in black. Whereas the ladies looked all colorful. It has been three days since I started this job but I am still waiting to catch a glimpse of my hot boss. Word is, he has been spending his time with his mistress or girlfriend or whatever lately, to blow off the steam.I need to make the webcam thing clear with him. I have to come clean and tell him that I also work as a webcam model but I am an independent artist and
~Jolene’s POV~“So, you are telling me that you made out with your hot boss and ran away like a chicken because one of his many harem girls interrupted you and called you a whore?” Claire asked as if I was the one who did something wrong.I nodded in confusion and she shook her head like it was the most ridiculous thing she’s heard.“The only reason I came here was to not get judged,” I huffed at the woman I call my best friend. I walked in Sins, the local strip club to spend some time with my friend. We sat in a private room as music from the dance downstairs blared through.“I am not judging you, girly. It's just that, you have to start embracing the fact that God has given you a beautiful magical pussy and you make use of it in a bold sense which other people are too scared to do. Nothing wrong with it,” she shrugged and I immediately let out a laugh at her descriptions.“Allo, ladies, can I buy you a drink?” a gorgeous man asked. He was way over six feet and his eyes were stark bl
~Jolene's POV~ I scrambled away from the strip club as fast as I could through the backdoor. And shot a quick text to Claire to ask about what my brother was doing there. She informed me that I shouldn't be worried because he wasn't there because of me. Apparently, he wanted to talk to Claire. Thank holy lord! I was shitting myself thinking what would happen if he finds out but thankfully he didn't. Being a camgirl isn't an easy thing. But hiding my identity as I do my job. That's a whole new level of crazy. It has been extremely difficult but I kept my identity a secret anyways. I started camming when I was 18 years old and my family was suffering due to my father's lack of income. So, I became a camgirl to support my family. I initially thought of becoming a sugar baby and even tried it out through a website. But, it felt extremely dangerous and my lack of trust with men didn't help either. So, the online webcam felt like a much safer and better option. Next day, I went to w
~Jasper’s POV~Jolene looked like a fish out of a pond, and her hands started trembling at her own admission but she couldn't possibly mean what I think she meant. So, to give her the benefit of doubt I asked, “What do you mean subscribers? Like, on Youtube or something?” “No,” she said quietly, her face going red. Her petite yet curvy body trembling under my heated gaze as I expected her to answer. Her voice, goddamn, her voice. I could have sat there for days just listening to her. But her words came out as a struggle, “I am an Onlyfans girl, I work on camming sites to support myself financially and before you judge me for it, I know you have a business yourself.”Her words shocked me to the core, her soft voice felt like thorns screeching in my ears now.Sudden rush of emotions whirled in my mind, protectiveness, jealousy and even a hint of betrayal even though all of it was unjustified. I didn't have any fucking right to feel those things and yet I did.“How the fuck did you fi
~Jolene's POV~That night instead of staying home, I went over to have a sleepover at Claire's. She prepared a cozy night out meal and threw in extra blankets and pillows for us to be completely relaxed.I filled her in about what happened in the park and needless to say she was shocked."Maybe you should inform the police that you are being stalked," she pursed her lip and suggested.Just as I was about to tell her that it's a bad idea to get police involved. Someone knocked on the door.We both looked at each other and then at the door. It was midnight so there shouldn't be anyone to visit Claire at this time. Plus we were at her condo which was away from our house so it couldn't be her brother either.My heart fires out rapid beats, thumping and pounding against my chest as panic sets in. What if it's my attacker from the park? What if he followed me here? With a heavy heart I opened the door, with a broom stick in one hand and pepper spray in the other.A heavy black boot lande
~Jolene’s POV~Before I could say anything else, his head shot up and captured my full lips. I was hoping to talk before we could take it to the next level but he kissed me anyway. I was a little rigid at first but as the kiss got heated, my body relaxed andI kissed him back with just as much force. Our teeth began to clash and I let out a satisfied moan.I stopped the kiss to look at Harry’s flushed face, as he watched me with enthusiasm. For some reason even though I was enjoying myself, I felt a little uneasy. Like I was not supposed to do this.Maybe Claire would be mad at me or maybe my brain is just trying to tell me that I am betraying my hot boss by kissing another man.But Harry didn’t give me any time to think as his lips found mine again and we started kissing ferociously.Pulling my t-shirt over my head, he cupped the back of my head and went for more. I was wearing a bra and my sleeping shorts as I opened my eyes in the middle of the kiss to check whether Claire was still
~Jolene's POV~That night instead of staying home, I went over to have a sleepover at Claire's. She prepared a cozy night out meal and threw in extra blankets and pillows for us to be completely relaxed.I filled her in about what happened in the park and needless to say she was shocked."Maybe you should inform the police that you are being stalked," she pursed her lip and suggested.Just as I was about to tell her that it's a bad idea to get police involved. Someone knocked on the door.We both looked at each other and then at the door. It was midnight so there shouldn't be anyone to visit Claire at this time. Plus we were at her condo which was away from our house so it couldn't be her brother either.My heart fires out rapid beats, thumping and pounding against my chest as panic sets in. What if it's my attacker from the park? What if he followed me here? With a heavy heart I opened the door, with a broom stick in one hand and pepper spray in the other.A heavy black boot lande
~Jasper’s POV~Jolene looked like a fish out of a pond, and her hands started trembling at her own admission but she couldn't possibly mean what I think she meant. So, to give her the benefit of doubt I asked, “What do you mean subscribers? Like, on Youtube or something?” “No,” she said quietly, her face going red. Her petite yet curvy body trembling under my heated gaze as I expected her to answer. Her voice, goddamn, her voice. I could have sat there for days just listening to her. But her words came out as a struggle, “I am an Onlyfans girl, I work on camming sites to support myself financially and before you judge me for it, I know you have a business yourself.”Her words shocked me to the core, her soft voice felt like thorns screeching in my ears now.Sudden rush of emotions whirled in my mind, protectiveness, jealousy and even a hint of betrayal even though all of it was unjustified. I didn't have any fucking right to feel those things and yet I did.“How the fuck did you fi
~Jolene's POV~ I scrambled away from the strip club as fast as I could through the backdoor. And shot a quick text to Claire to ask about what my brother was doing there. She informed me that I shouldn't be worried because he wasn't there because of me. Apparently, he wanted to talk to Claire. Thank holy lord! I was shitting myself thinking what would happen if he finds out but thankfully he didn't. Being a camgirl isn't an easy thing. But hiding my identity as I do my job. That's a whole new level of crazy. It has been extremely difficult but I kept my identity a secret anyways. I started camming when I was 18 years old and my family was suffering due to my father's lack of income. So, I became a camgirl to support my family. I initially thought of becoming a sugar baby and even tried it out through a website. But, it felt extremely dangerous and my lack of trust with men didn't help either. So, the online webcam felt like a much safer and better option. Next day, I went to w
~Jolene’s POV~“So, you are telling me that you made out with your hot boss and ran away like a chicken because one of his many harem girls interrupted you and called you a whore?” Claire asked as if I was the one who did something wrong.I nodded in confusion and she shook her head like it was the most ridiculous thing she’s heard.“The only reason I came here was to not get judged,” I huffed at the woman I call my best friend. I walked in Sins, the local strip club to spend some time with my friend. We sat in a private room as music from the dance downstairs blared through.“I am not judging you, girly. It's just that, you have to start embracing the fact that God has given you a beautiful magical pussy and you make use of it in a bold sense which other people are too scared to do. Nothing wrong with it,” she shrugged and I immediately let out a laugh at her descriptions.“Allo, ladies, can I buy you a drink?” a gorgeous man asked. He was way over six feet and his eyes were stark bl
~Jolene’s POV~I wore the classiest dress I could find in the store. It was a formal red gown from Chanel. Perfect for an office party. However, I don’t know what it is about my body that makes even the most modest of dresses look sultry.I have to look decent because even though I received an invitation, like I am an outsider, I am still going to the party as an employee. I am not going in as Lana Luck the sex symbol but as Jolene the IT girl, so I’ve got to look formal.When I arrived at the party I was shocked to see beautiful champagne fountains and all the men were in black. Whereas the ladies looked all colorful. It has been three days since I started this job but I am still waiting to catch a glimpse of my hot boss. Word is, he has been spending his time with his mistress or girlfriend or whatever lately, to blow off the steam.I need to make the webcam thing clear with him. I have to come clean and tell him that I also work as a webcam model but I am an independent artist and
~Jasper’s POV~“How far are we with the Lana Luck situation?” I asked one of my sales guys who works for my company Souteneur. As the name suggests Souteneur is one of the most elite webcam agencies. I was always thought that we should do a job that we are passionate about and I am passionate about sex, plus it's a multi billion dollar industry which generates me quite the fortune.As for Lana Luck, she is my nemesis. My guys have been trying to contact her for months now to join our team but she seems to ignore us.The thought didn’t sit well with me, for over a year now I have been secretly obsessing over a camgirl, and I don’t even know how she looks yet. I have seen every square inch of her body just like the rest of her audience but I am yet to see her face. She is quite the mystery, her videos are high quality but she never has a partner in her videos, most of them are solos, but her content is still great.She seems like a sweet, sweet vixen and her body was made to be fucked
~Jolene’s POV~Today I decided to do a nurse roleplay even though every cell in my body wants me to do a secretary roleplay that my audience likes. My mind is filled with images of only one man to fill in my office fantasies.My boss. My douchebag boss who looks better than every sin I have ever committed combined.But, instead I chose to do the nurse roleplay for my viewers. So that I could take my mind off that hunk.I wore a nurse's outfit but mine was white and red with a nurse cap and it was too tight for my curvy body. My tits were spilling out of it, almost.I started the video chat and I could see comments of my eagerly waiting audience.“I love you, Lana baby!” “Oh I waited 2 whole days for today’s show.” said another comment.With that I started my show…*I laid on my soft bed whispering naughty things for my audience. Surrounded by pillows and blankets and my tits overflowing out of the flimsy outfit that I was wearing. I rubbed my thighs together to soothe the ache betw
~Jolene’s POV~Oh fuck no! This is not happening. Is he for real?This morning I received a courier which had my approved job application. Can you guess the company? No, it was not Onlyfans.It was from E-Secure.I am going to go to jail for sure, after I return this letter to its hardass owner and then burn him and his company to the ground.I took a cab and headed to E-Secure’s office. My head was pounding with rage and all I could see was red in front of my eyes. I swear there's going to be a lot of blood tonight. I could barely see anything as I headed inside the elevator alone, clenching the job offer in my hand. But, instead of going up, the elevator stopped with a loud thud and all my organs began to freeze. Oh dear lord, please no! Not today. I am usually not scared of elevators but I lose my shit in the dark. My throat started to feel clogged as a scream tore through me.And that's exactly how this elevator is. Dark. I can't even see my own hands.The darkness reminds me