The Proposition (The Millionaire’s Assistant #2)(4)
Author: Helen Cooper

“You don’t need to sit.”

“Oh.”

“Take our drink order.”

“What?” She stared at him as he gazed at her with no emotion in his eyes.

“I’ll have a sex-on-the-beach please.” Maribel giggled as she gave Alice her order.

“We can make that happen tonight if you want Maribel.” Blake smiled at her and rang his fingers up her arm.

“Oh Oliver, you devil.” Maribel giggled again and Alice fought the urge to slap her across the face.

“I’ll have a gin and tonic. Go and place the orders Alice.”

She looked at him blankly, not sure what sort of game he was playing. “What’s wrong with her Oliver? Is she mute?” Maribel spoke loudly while pointing at her.

“I’m not a mute. If you thought I was, why would you speak an order to me.” Alice spoke sharply to Maribel.

“Oh Oliver, who is this shrew? Get another waitress, I don’t like this one.”

“Excuse me a second Maribel.” Oliver got up and grabbed Alice’s arm and took her into another room that was unoccupied.

“What are you doing?” Alice screeched, though she was secretly happy that they were not in front of Maribel.

“No Alice, what are you doing? Why did you speak rudely to my date?” Oliver hissed at her.

“Maybe because she called me a mute and gave me her drink order like I was the help.”

“You are the help Alice.” He snarled at her.

“What are you talking about? I’ve never even been to this place before. I don’t work here.” Alice shouted at him.

“You are my assistant Alice. Remember I told you earlier that you will do any and everything I ask of you.”

She looked at him confused, “But I thought…”

He interrupted her. “You thought I only meant sexually? Oh Alice, I want a lot more from you than just your body. Sex, that I can get anywhere.” He looked at her in distaste and Alice bit her lip to fight the tears that were threatening to fall.

He walked away from her and said, “Go and get us our drinks and come back with two menus.”

She stood there deciding whether or not to leave. She didn’t understand what game he was playing. She stood there for a second when another girl walked up to her.

“Hey, first day?” The girl looked at her sympathetically.

“Excuse me?” Alice looked at her confused.

“This place, “ the girl waved her arms. “It’s a private restaurant for bigwigs in Hollywood. “

Alice looked at her blankly. “Ok.”

She leaned towards me. “It’s a restaurant and sex club. They bring us here to serve them food and then f**k them.”

“What?” Alice looked at her in shock.

“Yeah. Sick right?” She grins. “I’ve been coming here for 3 months now. You can’t see him but I’m here with a very famous singer.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. Right now he’s eating dinner with his wife. I’m serving the food.” She grinned. “But I’ll be the dessert.”

Alice gasped. “You’re okay with that?”

She shrugged. “I wanna be a singer. He’s helping me get a contract. We do what we got to do right?

“I guess.” It suddenly dawned on me that I was no different than this girl. I was doing unspeakable things just to be an assistant writer. Who was I to judge her?

“It’s all about control for these men. He has me act like his maid then he f**ks me when he is ready. It’s a power trip for them.”

“Yeah.” I think as she speaks. It was true. Oliver wanted everything on his time, at his pace. He hated losing control.

“Anyways good luck. Hopefully we will both hit it big quick.” The girl grinned at her and rushed out. “Anyways better go, I’m sure their chicken is drying out waiting to make it to the table.”

Alice watched the very attractive girl run to the kitchen to go and collect the dishes and she knew that she wasn’t willing to just act like a servant and a whore to get to where she wanted to be. Alice had been in love with Oliver Park for years but the man he was was not the man she had thought he was. The man that talked about the orphanage had struck a chord in her heart and she thought that maybe somewhere deep inside there was a man who could be the man she admired. But he was never going to change if people like her didn’t speak up to him.

A plan hatched in her mind and her breath caught. She didn’t know if she could go through with it but she knew it was worth a try. She went to fetch the menus and then walked back to the table. She walked back into the room and handed Maribel her menu and then walked behind Oliver and brushed her br**sts against his shoulder as she handed him his menu.

“Would you like an appetizer folks?” Alice smiled sweetly at them. She could feel Oliver looking at her with shrewd eyes but she kept her face turned towards Maribel.

“Oh, no. Of course not. I’m just going to have a salad.” Maribel looked at her in disgust as if it were a sin for her to even suggest anything more than that.

“What about you Sir?” Alice turned towards Oliver and smiled. She stroked his shoulder and then accidentally nudged his silverware on the floor.

“Oops,” She smiled and bent down to pick the silverware up. While she was still on the floor she reached her hand in between Oliver’s legs and rubbed his groin, she heard him gasp before he grabbed her hands tightly.

“What are you doing?” He hissed softly.

“Nothing Sir.” She smiled sweetly at him as he let her hands go and ran her hands over his chest. “Just wiping away some dust sir.” She stepped back before he could grab her again.

“So just 2 salads for the two love birds?” She beamed at them and tried to hold in a laugh as Maribel beamed at her.

“That’s fine.” Oliver spoke quietly but she could see the anger in his eyes.

“I’ll go and order it now.” She turned around and walked away and almost hissed in glee when she felt Oliver’s hand on her back as she walked out. He pushed her into the empty room again and hissed.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?”

“Huh?” She looked at him blankly. “I’m just going to put your order in Sir, like a good assistant.”

“Don’t give me that.” He pushed her up against the wall and she felt his hardness in her stomach.

“I’m just doing my job Oliver.” She looked up at him innocently while pushing her br**sts into his chest.