NINTH FLOOR | 18+

X. C O S T U M E S

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V I O L E T T E
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It was funny how much his dominant exterior started to rub on me. It was much more concerning how I was letting a man that I knew for the max of two days had a way to control me that even my father hadn't discovered of.

My whole life I was given rules to follow and limits to suffocate within just to ensure that I was protected from the intruders knocking at the door disguised in beautiful costumes. Costumes of a play that looked so real that even the ones who knew about the mischief would mistaken it as reality. Which is why my father made sure to make the rules clearer than glass and his orders louder than a lion's growl.

But, with Ruben it was different. So much more different. The difference was that his orders reeked of dominance and earnest. And funnily, I wanted to follow his orders if that meant I was pleasing him. Like a submissive I wanted to play the prey, his prey.

"I will prepare the conference room for you then, Mr.Efrain." I responded before peeling my eyes from his which spoke to the inner submissive inside of me, the one I didn't know existed until I had came to meet him. One look and he had you captivated in those pools of liquid mercury. A man that knew that he played the game well and all the women on the field even better.

I made my way to my office to attend the schedule that was laid out for me on my computer. As my heels came to a dead end as I settled in my chair, I logged into the device and brought up the priorities listed for the day.

I pulled up the graphics of the recent transactions made through the company and decided to organize all the files before even thinking about analyzing any of the work done by the financial department. I was shocked to see that one of the most important aspects of the company was disregarded. The digital documents cluttered into unknown files along with many more years old tax reports.

I sighed knowing that a day worth of work would be dedicated to decluttering the lame excuse of filing. There must be a reason why Ruben hadn't yet resolved this issue and communicated with the financial department, knowing how paranoid he was when it came to work related issues.

I glanced down at my wrist watch and made sure to note down to why the conference room ready for the meeting later this evening.

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I relaxed my tensed shoulders and aching neck as I finished off the last of the files, each designated to its appropriate slot like it was supposed to be as originally by the department below us. It only made sense that they had not been keeping up to date or that Ruben hadn't been informed of the fact that his financial department was slacking. Either way, it was going to be only fair if he was informed of the miscommunication of the company.

As I logged of the screen, I made sure to organize the cluttered documents on the surface of my desk before getting off my chair. I raked my manicured fingers down the fabric of my bodycon to smooth the strained surface out.

The sides of my raven hair ran loose on the sides of my face almost curtaining my flushed cheeks that had grown pink from sitting in front of the heated screen for such a prolonged time.

Not bothering to fix the loose waves now framing my delicate features, I made my way to head over to the conference room to make sure it was ready for all coming to the meeting to attend. My heels were the only thing that echoed throughout the ninth floor besides of the delicately cold air conditioning the building.

The conference room was located past a narrow hallway that was decorated with the company's new articles. Black and white ink framed in picture frames and displayed upon the walls of creme color. Efrain screamed at the person admiring the accomplishments of the company through each heading of the newspaper article. It was almost like a museum dedicated to those who had kept the perfect legacy of the Efrains going on to the next generation.

I finally came upon a wooden door that had a metal plate reading, Conference Room in dark thick laser embedded within the metal plate.

I swiftly opened the wooden door to find a perfectly polished conference room. A 12 seat fine black glass shined in the middle of the room with leather chairs cupped under its respected spot. Magazine articles were placed throughout the middle of the glass panel of the table while their was a very distracting view of Manhattan.

It all screamed expensive and modern, but I wasn't shocked upon discovering that as I knew the Efrains didn't settle for anything, but the absolute very best. Even if that meant they would have to pay a heavy price.

I didn't necessarily know what I was told to prepare for. Everything already looked perfectly prompted to its designated place. Not knowing if I should grab any potential files for the meeting, I settled upon taking a minute to admire the view.

It was almost the exact replica of the one in my apartment, but this one gave a wider view of the body of water. I walked over to the glass wall and slowly placed the palm of my hand onto the surface. Cold met warmth, but it was soothing. The body of water ran freely on its accord, much like how one's imagination ran. But, at the end of the day one was reality and one was a mere hallucination.

I didn't seem to realize as the wooden door opened once again, letting the presence I had seemed to grown addicted to. His cologne infused the air in the room, making it thicker to take in. He was merely intoxicating his prey just so he wouldn't be the villain when he was feast on it. A theft so gentle, that I wouldn't resist if he was to steal.

"Beautiful isn't it? I have never met a color of blue so pretty." He whispered from behind me and weirdly I couldn't tell what he was talking about because they seemed like sweet nothings. But, I was like a kid let into a candy shop, I'll take any candy I got.

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Hi! Yes, Iris is lame when she goes missing. Sorry babes, I have been trying to get ready to start an internship at New York and I been working on something really exciting on the side. I made sure to make this chapter a slight longer as promised and hopefully I will get to wrap this story up in the next month or two. Love you all! Make sure to follow me on my instagram to not miss out on the chance to catch the exciting news.

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