Thread: Making it Right (Ruphhausin and HeatherHeart)

HeatherHeart said Tara smiled broadly as she faced Mr. Miles. This was it! He closed a folder he was looking at and invited her to sit down. She slid into place eagerly, smoothing her gray skirt under her. As he talked, her heart pumped faster and faster. It sounded like the perfect position. Was it VP? Senior assistant? What could he be getting at? She twisted her hands absently in her lap as he kept going.. and then he stopped and let her absorb what he had said. She couldn't help but smile even bigger, trying not to giggle as he talked. And then the ground dropped out of her floor. Her heart sank into her feet and her eyes lowered, tears just beginning to form and drip down her cheeks. She knew better than to try and deny it.. she knew better than to pretend she hadn't done it. He seemed too confident of himself. As he rattled off the list of agencies he could report it to, the tears came faster and she realized just how much trouble she was in.. her life could be over at this point. She could be in jail the rest of her life..but then it finally registered that he had mentioned what she could do to keep him from doing that.. she looked up at him, sniffling, confused, and terrified.. What.. what I can do to.. make up for it, sir? I paid it all back, s-sir.. Click to expand... Yes, you did pay it all back, and that is why I will not report you to anyone. You see, Tara, I see potential in you that I really have seen in you. I have had you thoroughly investigated, and I am going to offer you two position, both of which will insure you will never have to do anything like taking that amount ever again. He was still smiling very proudly as he looked at her, knowing that she would know he was telling the truth of what he said. Devon was more than focused on her, as he was just able to keep himself from becoming too stimulated at the wrong moment. He waited to make certain his previous words had sunk in before he continued with what would be his boldest words to her so far. You, Tara, are going to be the Executive Vice President in charge of Special Accounts. Anyone who can hide things that well should be able to catch others doing it. I was the only one that caught you, and there are consistently at least five to ten federal officers going through the records and computers at least twice a week at any given time. I want that talent working for me from now on, and as far as pay, 50,000 will be paltry in comparison to your expense account alone.' He slowly poured himself a glass of the Blood orange juice from the carafe in the chilled bowl he always had on his desk, then sipped it as he watched the realization she was not being fired sink in. He had no intention of doing any such thing. He was an obscenely wealthy man, with assets separate from his back. He could do whatever the fuck he wanted, even the moments of shear generosity he had in the past, like using his own money to cover the losses and blunders of those who were inexperienced and deserved that grace from him. He was not a greedy man, but he wanted her and he was not going to be denied what he wanted. He never was, and those who did did pay. He set the glass down, and then began telling her about the rest. The duties are actually quite nominal compared to what you are used to. In fact, with the exception of an hour or three three days a week looking at the computer records and cross-checking information, there is not much to it. That will leave you free to spend the rest of your time in your other capacity as my Slave. Now, get your ass over her right now and bend over my lap. He was very serious, and when and if she tried to leave, she would learn she was locked in and was going no where.