His Dirty Secret:Slave To The Billionaire(9)

By: Evelyn Troy






He gave a wry chuckle. “I should have known though, considering how you impressed me by getting the job in the first place. I have to admit to liking people who take the initiative, and you certainly did that, didn’t you?”





Isobel frowned in confusion. “I’m sorry, Tyler, but I’m not sure what you mean.”





“Come on, Isobel. Did you really expect me to not remember last night, or everything we talked about? I would most certainly have remembered if I’d told you to come and see me today to start work here. I may have been a little tipsy, but I was still in control of my senses.” He frowned as though enjoying a private thought. “I never lose control; in anything. I just thought I’d play along and see how far you were willing to go, and how well you handled the pressure of working for me.”





He looked at her again, more closely this time. “Did you have an accident?”





Isobel groaned quietly. Of course he would have to notice the dark brown coffee stain that was all over the front of her blouse. If it had just gone on her back skirt she might have gotten away with it, but the whole front of her was covered in the stuff.





“It’s just a little coffee. No harm done to the paperwork or anything.” She was quick to reassure him that nothing had been damaged.





“I’m not worried about the paperwork, Isobel. I’m more worried that you weren’t hurt at all.”





He was interrupted by a knock on the office door, and at his ‘come in,’ Mary walked in, looking at Isobel with concern. “I’m sorry to interrupt, boss, but I just wanted to make sure that Julie didn’t burn Isobel with all that coffee.”





“Julie did that?” Tyler’s voice had darkened, and when Isobel looked at him she saw that his face had as well.





“It was an accident, Tyler. No need for any upset.” She really didn’t want any repercussions from Julie tomorrow.





“From the way she was talking in the break room just now, it was no such thing.” Mary was indignant on Isobel’s behalf.





“Thank you, Mary. I’ll take it from here.” Tyler’s voice was dismissive, and Mary left the room after a quick farewell.





“Are you burnt?” His voice was tense as he asked the question, and Isobel gulped.





“I don’t think so.”





“Take your clothes off. We need to make sure. And Julie will be dealt with tomorrow, you can count on that.” His voice was still terse, and Isobel wasn’t sure that she’d heard him correctly.





“E-excuse me?”





“You heard me, Isobel. You can’t take chances with scalds or burns, so take your damn clothes off so we can be sure you’re not injured.” When she still hesitated, he barked, “Now!”





Isobel was filled with nerves at his command, but she was also overwhelmed by excitement. This was the last thing she’d expected when she came to work this morning, but it was not unwelcome. With shaking hands she removed her jacket and then reached around her to unzip her skirt, letting it fall to the floor around her feet.





She hesitated and took a quick glance in Tyler’s direction, noticing that he hadn’t moved from his position behind the desk. His eyes were pinned on her but she couldn’t make his expression out because he wasn’t looking at her face. She felt herself start to blush as she watched him. What was he thinking about? Did he like what he saw or was he disappointed?





She was dragged away from her thoughts a split second later. “And the blouse, Isobel.” His voice wasn’t quite as harsh as it had been, but it still left her with no doubt that he meant what he said. She cast a quick look at the door, and he was quick to reassure her. “No-one will disturb us. I locked it remotely. Now remove your blouse, please.”





With a deep breath, Isobel did as she was told, undoing the top-most button first and then slowly working her way down them all until her blouse was completely undone. At Tyler’s muttered ‘all the way,’ she shrugged the garment off her shoulders and down her arms, finally letting it join the skirt on the floor.





Stood there in just her white lacy lingerie, she felt more vulnerable than she ever had in her life. But, she also felt more turned on as well, and that was the part that scared her the most. She’d always been a woman who stayed in complete control of her life; and that most definitely included her sex life and what she did or didn’t do with regards to her own body. But being so out of control right now was arousing her beyond belief. And she wasn’t sure if she liked it or not.

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