“Me?” I shook my head. “No. I don’t think that’s true.”
“Don’t you?”
I wasn’t exactly sure what I thought anymore, but I opted to clear the air. “I do not. I learned recently that Mr. Ramsey has eyes for his assistant.”
That seemed to settle Langston somewhat; however, he did continue to smile. “So, he’s coming around, is he?”
I didn’t know what that meant, but I feared if we continued down this line of questioning, we would never get to the reason I was there. “Mr. Ramsey informed me you’re possibly in need of a contract lawyer.”
“We are,” he said with a nod. “For obvious reasons. However, I think it’s fair to tell you up front that we’re looking to hire one in house. Full time, benefits, the whole shebang.”
Well, that was definitely news to me.
Langston continued, “While it’s suited us up until this point to have a firm at our disposal, we’re looking to bring a few things under the umbrella of our business.”
“Because it allows more control,” I said, understanding.
Langston smirked. “Yes, Miss Tinsley. You’ll soon learn that in our world, it’s all about control.”
I didn’t doubt that.
“Now, if you wouldn’t mind, why don’t you run through your experience for me. Let’s see how well-suited you might be for what we have in mind.”
Now this was the part I could handle.
And handle it I would.
Trent
I FOLLOWED LANDON OUT OF Langston’s office and directly into another that looked remarkably similar.
“I see your taste didn’t change even with an update,” I told my friend.
Landon peered around his office and grinned. “No. Not really.” He turned to look at me. “Then again, we let Luci design it, so it doesn’t surprise me. I think our girl has a cowboy fetish and she’s hoping with enough hints, we’ll let her saddle up and ride.”
I chuckled. “Landon, you remember my assistant, Troy.”
“I do,” he confirmed, turning to Troy. “I’m glad you’ve come along to keep this man in line. He needs someone looking after him.” Landon motioned toward the chairs across from his desk.
I walked over and then stopped when Luci scurried into the room, a cup of coffee in her hands. “Here’s your coffee, Master Ramsey. May I get you anything else?”
“Thank you, Mrs. Moore. I’m fine.”
She blushed, as usual.
“We need to work on your excitement, sweet girl. I’ll come find you when I’m finished.”
“Yes, Sir.” She grinned and then practically skipped back out of the room.
I turned to look at Troy. “I’d like for you to kneel beside me. Exactly as I requested on the plane.”
Troy’s eyes widened and there might’ve been a hint of fear reflecting in his gaze. I couldn’t quite tell for sure. Regardless, he didn’t budge.
“I recall you saying you wanted what I could offer. If that’s the case, then you’ll understand this is something I can give you. And you will take what I offer with appreciation.”
“Yes … Master,” he replied quietly.
“What was that?” If I was going to train this boy to be my submissive, I knew I had to be hard on him in the beginning. There was no place for shyness in my world. I expected far too much for that.
“Yes, Master,” he stated dutifully.
I took a seat and Troy immediately obeyed, dropping to his knees beside me, his head tilting down, his hands on his thighs.
When I looked up, I noticed Landon watching us. “Submissive in training, I presume.”
“My submissive,” I clarified. I figured if Troy could give me his all, the least I could do was reciprocate. I reached over and fisted Troy’s hair in my hand, then tilted his head back until he was looking up at me. “And I’m certainly looking forward to the journey. How about you, boy?”
“I am as well, Master.”
I repositioned his head so that his gaze was on the floor before I released his hair and turned my attention to Landon, who was grinning from ear to ear.
“What?” I asked.
Landon shook his head, his hands still shoved in his pocket. “Nothin’. It appears I owe my brother some money.”
“For?”
He waved me off with a chuckle. “Just a bet I lost.”
I wasn’t about to step on that land mine, so I took a seat. “So why do you have a bug up your ass? I thought you’d need some time before you made a decision.”
“Well,” Landon said as he unbuttoned his suit jacket and took a seat in his desk chair. “As it turns out, my partners are extremely excited about this venture. I expected a little pushback from Justin, but he’s the one with the bug up his ass, as you so eloquently put it. You might’ve heard that Chatter PR Global has recently undergone some big changes.”
“More so than merely redecorating?” I asked.
Landon leaned back in his chair, apparently getting comfortable. “Justin seems to think we haven’t reached our full potential, which is the reason we’re on a hiring spree.”
