Bitter Submission ✓

Chapter One

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                                    |Ľūxîņā|                              

                                   
 Pages flipped everyso often; the only sound that filled my office for a good three hours So... many pages. Ugh. The bane of my existence. Why can't everyone just use Google to edit? And who writes so much? I love editing up and coming authors' works but it gives headaches sometimes. Especially when some books I edit are absolutely terrible. It's one thing to have a crappy book with potential, but it's completely different to have one that's just ink on paper. 

Hey, I get paid for it, so I shouldn't be complaining. Although, even if people had nothing to complain about, somehow, they would find the stupidest thing to complain about. It's just natural. Human.

I tipped back in my chair and stretched, my black skirt riding up in the process. The rotating fan across my office rotated in my direction. The breeze passed through my legs and near my womanhood. I shivered. Geez, I needed to get laid soon. Before I started trying to seduce the fan. I sat up and straightened my skirt. Walking towards my door, I opened it and stared at my assistant working at the desk. 

  "Lux-- I mean Ms. Steele!" My assistant sighed in relief, "Please tell me you're not going on lunch right now."

I lifted my head and raised a brow in confusion. "Kimi," I sighed, "you know you can call me by my first name. Why don't you want me to go to lunch?"

My assistant, Kimi Jameson, scurried over to me. "Uh okay, Lux, you have two visitors. One is Mrs. Dremel again. And the other is persistent in requesting a meeting with you. He says he goes by the name Jesse Drake. I've threatened to call security multiple times to prevent him from coming into your office."

I stared at the little petite blonde with a smirk. Her breasts were suffocating inside her white button-down shirt. The buttons seemed like they were about to pop off. My eyes traveled up her neck and chin, then landed on her plump bow-shaped lips. She chose a light pink gloss color today. Interesting. Kimi's brown doe eyes looked up at me from under her red square rimmed glasses. She looked docile today, as she did every day.

 Kimi seemed to be awaiting my answer. I placed my hand on her shoulder and addressed her. "Tell him to come back tomorrow. Make sure all my slots are filled though. I rather not meet this unknown man. And Mrs. Dremel, bring her in. I'll make sure she won't bother you anymore." I was used to people coming in and always requesting to see me. All of them wanted their books edited and published by me. There was a waiting list, they needed to wait. It was time to teach them that.

"Yes, ma'am." She walked towards her desk that was positioned outside my door. I sighed and walked back into my office. Once I situated myself, I pressed the PA system and asked for Mrs. Dremel to come in. 

   Maybe I should call for a special appointment, I mused, smirking to myself. Or maybe not. That made me seem desperate. Luxinia Steele, the CEO of Steele and Co. publishing, in need of a male or female prostitute. Yeah no. Not going to go there.

There was a soft knock at the door and in came Mrs. Dremel. She was a short woman with bird-like features. She had to be some sort of supernatural with her features that were way too sharp. She walked towards the seat as I motioned for her to sit in the chairs in front of my desk. She sat down as if she was sitting on a perch.