Thread: The Struggle for Power (Sumi & Alan23)

Well, it was hard not to figure it out that the reason no one would mistake her for a man would be her generous 'package'. And it was even harder not to notice his eyes lingering on her breasts more than it would be normal. Then again, she was used to men staring at her chest as if it was one of the seven wonders of the world. And not only her chest, but her back and legs too. In a way, she couldn't blame them. After all, she too, was a tease, always wearing the clothes which would highlight her best parts, at the same time trying to avoid looking like one of those cheap hookers. She was the daughter of a clothing designer, she couldn't afford looking like some skank. The fact that he was suddenly making himself comfortable, showing no sign of being bothered even in the slightest as she teased him, made Iris wonder if something just slipped in the wrong direction. And hell did she hate losing the control. No, this wasn't right. He wasn't supposed to enjoy this. What man in the right mind would like the idea of taking orders from a woman? Then again, she didn't want to see him suffer, right? Or did she? She mentally cursed herself. Inadvertently, she was getting confused by her own thoughts. She had to get her facts straight. Yes, she just wanted to make him suffer just as much as she suffered. That's right. There. Everything was clear as crystal. Then, she would just make him fall head over heels with her. Alright. The expression on Iris' face slowly changed as he continued to talk, revealing everything that she tried to bury in her memories. If a couple of moments ago the brunette was all confident, she was all of sudden getting redder and redder with embarrassment. She always thought he wasn't paying attention to her, but it seemed like he did notice exactly the things she wanted to forget. At this point, she couldn't even make eye contact as much as she tried. When he did pick up the pen from her desk and flicked her skirt upwards to reveal her legs again, hearing the word 'desperate', she completely snapped. Iris stood up, suddenly feeling a mix of emotions forcing her heart to beat at a faster pace. She was embarrassed and mad. She couldn't believe it. Since when did he dare to mock her? The only sad person here will be you, after this week. she threatened, resting both of her hands on the desk, the pose she was in denoting she was pretty much angrier than usual. You think you know everything, don't you? You think you're damn smart. Well, we'll see who's laughing at the end of this. she added with a nervous smile, just as she heard the knock on the door. Taking a deep breath, she fixed her skirt and tried to calm down. Come in. she instructed, after which a younger woman entered the office with a cup of coffee and a couple of papers in her hands. I brought your coffee, miss Iris. And here are some of the papers Anise forgot about the other day. the blondie said in a much softer tone, placing the warm drink on the glass desk. Surrounded by incompetent people. Iris grumbled as she took the papers and quickly looked over them before putting them away and glancing over at the younger woman. Show him around and explain to him what he has to do. No meal or break until he does things properly. If he slacks off, give me a call. You can go now. she ordered like some sort of leader, before she sat back on her chair, taking a sip of coffee. Follow me, mister Kerhall. the assistant murmured, seeming all more kinder and gentler than the woman sitting at the desk and reading some documents with a frown plastered on her face. Once they were out of the office, she let out a giggle. Never heard the boss so angry that her voice would be heard from the other end of the corridor. I'm Alice, by the way. If you ever need some help you can give me a nudge. From the looks of it you don't get along with miss Iris, anyway. Though, it's quite rare that she snaps. she spoke, leading him back downstairs. I'm telling you, this woman is like a ticking bomb. she added as a matter of fact. Alice was one of the bubbly women who worked for Iris. She had all the right curves, but unlike the brunette, she was a little bit slimmer, giving the illusion of a fragile woman. She always had a smile on her face and knew how to temper the 'demon' residing in the office upstairs. All in all, she was a sweetheart. At least in the men's point of view. Most of the women in the company envied her.