“Alright. That’s the plan,” I murmured to myself and yawned, feeling exhausted.
I couldn’t wait to show my new boss my plan.
4
Grant
“You know, I don’t have a good feeling about this,” Oliver told me grimly. He was looking through the bunch of papers in front of him, flipping through them continuously as if that could help him reach some conclusion he hadn’t been able to reach so far.
I’d called him to my office half an hour ago to run some numbers, and we analyzed the financial data we’d managed to acquire so far.
I was comparing some data sheets and noting down the cost we had so far, satisfied that everything went smoothly. “What is the problem now?”
“I’m worried that our usual client is not going to buy our new building.”
We’d worked with them several times before, and they were our most trustworthy health network so far. We’d always relied on them when starting a new project since they were one of the most successful players on the market—if not the best.
Oliver was in charge of our communication with them, and he always stayed in contact with their head office before we offered our buildings to someone else.
“Why did you get that impression?”
“They have some issues with their investors. When I talked with their director, he didn’t sound promising.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I think we shouldn’t be worried. I’m sure they will come around.”
Oliver furrowed his eyebrows in frustration. “Grant, I think we should consider other options. There is a big possibility they will pass, so we need to reach out to other health networks.”
“Don’t worry. Even if they won?
??t buy it in the end, there are plenty of other players out there, and as you said, we will reach out and make an offer to them.”
“I have no idea how you always manage to be so sure of everything,” Oliver muttered.
“Well, someone has to be optimistic. Worrying won’t help us. We need actions and results.”
“Yeah, but this really was unexpected. They had said even before the project has started that they were interested in it, and now they aren’t sure anymore.”
“Well, those kinds of things happen. Let’s wrap up for now. I’ll instruct our new hire, Madison, to help us figure it out. She will look for new clients. Okay?”
Oliver collected his papers and got up. “Okay. Call me when you have some new info.”
As soon as he left my office I had my secretary bring Madison in, I’d been waiting all day to have an excuse to see her.
After our interview yesterday she’d left me tense and horny, but I had to wait until I came home late in the evening to get some needed relief. She was so sexy, and I’d been so curious to see what our next encounter would be like.
Several minutes later I saw her approaching through the glass of my office, and then she knocked on my door.
“Enter!”
She stepped inside and said in her sweet voice, “Good afternoon, Grant.”
Fuck me. My cock twitched immediately in my pants when I heard her say my name with that perfect voice. She was dressed in short gray skirt and blazer that hugged her body perfectly. I spent several minutes this morning imagining how to get those sexy clothes off her—or fuck her with them on. I also wouldn’t mind if she was in her high heels only. Hell, I would actually love to fuck her like that.
Her hair was collected in bun, but I wanted her to let her hair down. I wanted to remove it from that bun and move my fingers through that silky, beautiful hair...
“Good afternoon, Madison.” Shit. I hope this didn’t sound as husky to her as it sounded to me.
She turned to close the door and my eyes slid over her tiny back to her lush ass. I clenched my hands into fists on my lap as I imagined going there and pushing her against that door, taking her from behind as I watched her perfect ass shake after each thrust...