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His Property novel Chapter 6

"Natalia, what are you doing? Go take a shower." Ryder said as he fixed his tie.

"I will in like an hour." I laid back on the bed. I watched the ceiling fan for what seemed to be forever before he spoke again.

"You do know you're coming with me right?" He asked. I frowned.

"For?"

"I have a job for you." He said. I nodded and did as was told.

***

I went with the classic business girl, white dress shirt, black cummerbund, and black skirt. But as I slid up my stockings Ryder stopped me.

"What are you doing?" I frowned. He chuckled and kissed my thighs.

He spread my ass cheeks his breath unusually chilly as he pushed my back down pressing my breasts hard against the bathroom counter.

"Spread your legs." He demanded.

"Ryder we don't have time for this." I groaned. He lifted my skirt above my ass and kissed my slit.

"We aren't doing anything, Natalia... Open your legs." He whispered.

"Whatever."

I did as was told and felt his spit roll down my cunt. He rubbed it between my folds and continued to push something inside of me. The width of it was alarming as he pushed it deeper.

Please don't be that vibrator.

He then continued to pull up my stockings.

"Ryder you're not using that thing on me," I said pulling down my skirt. He turned me around and chuckled lifting my chin.

"I use whatever I want on you Natalia." He whispered. I rolled my eyes.

He turned to walk away as I slipped on the black stilettos he had bought for me.

***

"This is your office." Ryder walked me into this huge ass fucking room. I mean like the desk was huge, the chairs were huge, the desktop was huge, the TV was huge.

"Does it really have to be this big?" I looked at him.

"The bigger the room the more your moans echo."

"Ryder!"

He laughed and shut the door.

"I'm not downsizing you." He led me to the chair.

"I'm too small for this room," I whined.

"Natalia you're taller than the average female." He tilted his head.

"Not true!"

"The average height for women is 5'4. Do you look 5'4?" He sat me down and put his hands on my shoulder.

"Well no but-"

"No buts. This is your login." He placed a sticky note in front of me.

naTalia28

"Why 28?" I questioned typing it into my computer.

"Because... that's how old you are." He frowned.

"Holy shit! I completely forgot." I rubbed my temples.

"Thank you for reminding me that I'm an old bitch."

"I'm 30. So we're both old." He shrugged.

"Wait, how the hell did you know my age?" I looked at him.

"I didn't do a background check on you the morning after we had sex... if that's what you're wondering." He whispered. I looked at the computer and ignored his comment.

"Ok, this is your platform." He began to explain.

***

"Mrs. Byson?"A woman entered the room. I looked up from the monitor and looked around.

"Are you talking to me?" I asked. She gave me that look. The (who the fuck else would I be talking to?) look. Ryder and I had just started dating so what the fuck was she talking about?

"Yes ma'am... Uh, my name is Wren, Mr. Byson requires for you to have an assistant." She said.

"I don't need one." I shooed her.

"He insists on it." She said. I groaned before nodding.

"Ok, this is your selection." She looked at he clipboard.

"We have Tiffany Alpha, Max-"

"Can you please just... shh." I asked rubbing my temples.

"Yes, ma'am sorry."

"Yeah. You. Come here." I pointed to the woman in the middle. She looked around making sure I was talking about her before stepping forward.

"Name and age." I looked back at my computer.

"Blaire Vera. 26." She said. I looked at her and smiled.

"I like it. Tell me about yourself."

"I have 3 kids, a single mother, introvert. And that's all I have." She said. I wasn't really sure about what I was looking for but I liked her so that's who I was going to go with.

"You're hired." I said.

"Ma'am you haven't even looked at the other candidates."

"Wren darling, are you questioning my decision-making skills?" I asked. It hasn't even been a day and I'm already letting this job get to my head.

"No ma'am." She gathered everyone else and exited.

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