Chapter 5

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(a/n - above pic of Anthony)

I so need to go clubbing tonight to find her, I need my baby close, I need to taste her again, hold her, listen to her cry and call my name, to plead....he stood and walked around his desk, coming to work earlier to not helping. As he looked out his window he noticed Amber walking up to the footpath. God, she was so prim and proper, he would love to be able to break her, she thinks everyone is beneath her and wouldn't even let anyone into the big bosses off when he was away, little did she know that he found a way around that, he chuckled, getting those keys were so easy and made everything he does so much easier. Just thinking about the keys brought forward the memories of what happened there two nights ago. She surprised him at first, telling him she liked it rough but by the time he was finished she was pleading for him to stop, goes to show that they only thing that comes out of their mouths are lies.

Bing sounded down the corridor, he turned slightly and watched as Amber stepped out of the lifted and walked down past his door to where her office was situated. Waiting for a moment, he then took a couple of steps to his door when he heard a phone ring, he paused, sh!t, the only person who would ring this early would be Tyler, is he back from New York already? Damn, this may change things, he thought as he stepped out into the corridor, why didn't I hear Tyler walk past either unless he arrived before me!

Tyler had arrived at work at 7 am, no one was there, for he was still thinking about Gina and the other night at her place. He handled that all wrong and was now trying to work out how to fix it. Amber had left some files on his desk, so he pulled them out and started working on them. His staff will be arriving soon, especially Amber. He was surprised that he got here before her. She runs a tight ship when he was not there.

Just then, he heard a noise from her office, good Amber is here. Tyler picked up the phone and buzzed her office, "Good morning sir, you are here early," said Amber upon answering the phone.

"We have a few very important meetings to deal with this morning. Can you make some coffee and come in here please," Tyler asked as he continued going through the files in front of him.

"Yes sir, right away," said Amber, she hung up the phone and went into the kitchenette. Thank goodness for auto timers on the coffee pots, for she set it yesterday before leaving work to be ready this morning. She quickly set the trolley for two cups and the coffee pot and place some double-coated Tim Tams, which were Tyler's favorite. She grabbed her notebook and pen, placed them on the trolley and wheeled it into Tyler's office. Tyler was reading a letter, which she typed up yesterday for him to sign, looks like most were ready for today's mail.

"Good morning Amber, just about finished here", said Tyler as Amber came up beside the table with the coffee trolley. She poured Tyler's coffee, placed it near him and then poured one for herself. She placed it in front of the chair, which she was going to sit. Picking up the plate of biscuits and placing it between them, she grabbed her notebook and pen and sat down. Tyler finished reading the last letter, signed it and placed it into the folder for her to take back out to her desk.

"Okay," said Tyler reaching for his coffee and took a sip, "We have a problem and between Ralph Knight, Martha Kelsey, you and myself we have to work it out. At the New York Fashion shows, I was told models are being abused here, sexually and physically. I do not know how bad these claims are, but I need to look into it. This needs to remain among us, for if it is happening I want the pleasure of putting this person in hot water. The police will be informed also when the time is right," paused Tyler as he took another sip of coffee.

"I think I may know what you are talking about sir. I have overheard a few things from a couple of female staff members the other day, if you would like, I can ask a few discreet questions for you," said Amber, looking up from her notebook, she also took a sip from her coffee cup.

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