The Proposition (The Millionaire’s Assistant #2)(3)
Author: Helen Cooper

He burst out laughing. “No, my dear. No  p**n o.”

“Well, what was that other scene for?” Alice was curious about the scene she had to rewrite.

“Oh, that’s from some cheap  p**n o.” He laughed. “I just needed to make sure that you would be down for all parts of this arrangement.”

“Oh.” She nibbled her lip.

“What is it Alice?”

“Did you audition us all this way?” She spoke slowly trying to make sure her voice didn’t expose her jealousy.

“No. You were the only one.” He looked at her carefully. “Though it would have been nice to sample all of you.”

“I see.” Alice turned her face to look out of the car. She hated him and his comments. In one moment he could make her feel special and then in the next he made her feel like nothing more than a cheap toy.

“The movie is going to be about a boy in an orphanage searching for his parents.” Oliver’s voice sounded soft.

Alice once again turned to him. “Oh, really?”

“Yeah.”

“How old is the boy?”

“8.”

“How long has he been at the orphanage?”

“Two weeks. He remembers being dropped off by is mother and 3 sisters. He can picture their faces vividly. All he wants to do is find them.”

“You seem to have a real idea of what you want already.” She looked at him questioning him.

“Yes, I’ve had a lot of time to think about it.” He spoke softly as if he were talking to someone else. “The mother will have long blond hair and glassy blue eyes. She’s happy when she is with her little boy but she thinks no one is watching, she cries and cries and cries.”

Alice stared at him and remained silent so he would keep talking.

“The boy, he’ll search for about 8 years. He never leaves the orphanage. He just waits and waits and waits but she never comes. And then one day when he is 16 and out in the town with some friends, he sees’ her. All of a sudden he see’s her. And she sees him and they stare at each other. For what seems like a century but is no more than a few minutes and she walks on. She just turns around and walks on.”

“I’m so sorry Oliver.” Alice grabbed his shoulder and squeezed. Everyone in the world knew that Oliver Park had no parents but no one knew about his childhood. It was this huge secret but this made sense. This made her understand him better.

“Sorry for what?” He turned and looked at her icily. “Get your hands off of me.”

Alice recoiled back into her seat at the anger and hatred in his eyes.

“Don’t forget your position Alice. You are not my girlfriend. You are not my friend. You are my assistant. Never forget your place.” He spoke quietly and with venom in his voice.

“Sorry.” She mumbled wanting to hit him. No wonder he made such a good actor, he was so melodramatic.

“Do I need to remind you of the proposition Alice?”

“No.”

“Unzip me.” He spoke while looking straight ahead.

“What?” She looked at him confused.

“Unzip my pants. Now.”

She reached over to him and unzipped his pants.

“Pull my c**k out.” He barked.

“What?” She shivered with pleasure and shock.

“You heard me.”

She slowly reached into his pants and pulled his c**k out through his boxer shorts.

“You know what do to next.” He spoke softly and looked her in the eyes as if to challenge her.

Alice stared at him and felt her hands moving up and down his length. He hardened within seconds and she felt a surge of power run through her. She adjusted her seatbelt and then bent her head into his lap, taking him into her mouth.

“Oh f**k, yes Alice.” Oliver moved his seat back a little bit so that she could have easier access. Alice bobbed up and down on his lap and took as much of him into her mouth as she could.

“Hurry up, we are nearly there.” Oliver barked out at her as he moaned. She sucked the tip of his c**k hard and then bobbed up and down faster and faster. He was parking the car when he came and she felt his warm solution in her mouth.

“Lick it all up.” He grinned down at her. “I can’t afford to have anything on my new suit.” She licked him clean and swallowed. She was surprised at how much she enjoyed herself.

“Good girl.” He pulled her up from his lap and kissed her roughly while squeezing her ni**les. She moaned at his touch and unconsciously spread her legs. He reached in-between them and rubbed her cl*t before sticking two fingers into her. She knew he felt how wet she down there, She moaned as he fingered her and then withdrew his fingers.

“Sorry my dear. It’s time for us to go in.” He pulled back from her and opened his door and got out. He walked around to open her door as she adjusted her dress. He ran his hands over her hair as she got out of the car to smooth it out.

“Have I told you how sexy you are Alice?” His words sounded as smooth as silk but Alice still delighted in them.

“Thanks.” She smiled up at him knowing that she was on a crazy rollercoaster of a ride that may crash before she had time to get off of it.

Chapter 3

Oliver walked ahead of her and she followed behind him trying to stay up right in her heels. He waited at the entrance and ushered her in.

“Keep up Alice.” He looked at her smugly and they made their ways into the restaurant. She had never been here before; it looked like a good ol boys club. The walls were made of wood paneling and the tables were spaced pretty far apart. The lights were also dimmed really low.

“What restaurant is this?” She inquired of him but he ignored her.

“My assistant and I are here to meet Maribel Gold.” Oliver spoke to the Maitre’D and followed him into one of the rooms. She followed behind him and paused at the entrance to the room as she saw Oliver walk up to the lady at the table, presumably Maribel and kiss her. She glowed as she kissed him back and Alice could see that she was extremely happy to see Oliver. She was also extremely beautiful: tall and blond and skinny.  Oliver held out her seat and then sat down. Alice just stood there watching them and feeling embarrassed.

“Alice come.” Oliver called her over to the table. Alice walked up slowly not sure what to do, there wasn’t another seat at the table and she wasn’t sure if she should go and look for one and bring it over.

“There’s no seat.” She looked at Oliver in confusion.