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The Love Of Money - Episode 33
26-07-25 (13:43)

"I know," I admitted, looking down into my coffee cup. "I had a couple of moments yesterday where' I knew exactly what I wanted and I wasn't letting anyone have an inch of slack, but those were special circumstances. I've never really been all that assertive. This is a new muscle I'm flexing. "I get it." Vikram said. "Before, you didn't want to rock the boat. You didn't want to risk pissing someone off because it could come back to bite you in the ass. You wanted everyone to like you and think that you were a nice guy because on the off chance that you needed something, it was more likely everyone would have your back. But that's not the case now, Marcus. You have everything. and you don't need anything or anyone." He turned toward the door then looked back at me and said, "Everyone here is replaceable when you have these kinds of resources, man. Everyone here needs you now. Remember that." I chewed on those words as he opened the door to leave. "Hey Vikram?" He paused halfway through the door and back. "Yeah?" "Thanks for everything you've done so far." I held up Michelle's memo and said, "This is impressive as hell." "Any time," he said, then he disappeared through the door, leaving me alone to sip my coffee and consider his words. A few minutes later, the door opened again and my first interviewee walked into the room. She gave me a wonderful view of the way her pants molded around her substantial ass as she turned to shut the door then made her way over to my desk. Once there, she extended her hand across the wooden surface and gave me a brilliant smile. Her V-neck blouse fell forward to give me a generous view of the slopes of her breasts held in place by a lacy black bra. It was all I could do to not reach down and adjust the hard-on in my pants. "Mr. Upton, my name is Bella Romano. I wanted to thank you for this opportunity." She had a very slight accent - Italian maybe? It Indicated that English wasn't her first language, but despite that, she spoke it incredibly well. I stood and grasped her soft hand in mine, raising my gaze to meet her eyes; I saw one corner of her mouth twitch. I'd been caught staring down her blouse, but judging by her smile and the feel of her thumb caressing the back of my hand as we shook, it was clear she didn't mind if I looked. I cleared my throat and tried to gain a measure of composure, "The pleasure is all mine, Bella. Please have a seat." We both sat down, and her eyes flickered to her resume on top of my desk. "I'm told you're looking for an administrator to help you run your day-to-day efforts. As you can see, I'm extremely well- qualified for the position." I picked up her resume and glanced over it, not even sure why. I'd already reviewed all three of them and looking again wasn't going to tell me anything new. I was probably just nervous. I'd never been in the position to hire anyone before, and doing this felt a little like being thrown into the deep end. I knew I had to make the choice for this position myself. I couldn't just farm the entire process out to Helen. Whoever I picked would work with me more closely than anyone else, so that call was mine to make. It just wasn't a decision I was comfortable enough to make. Vikram's words came to mind - 'Everyone here is replaceable when you have these kinds of resources, man. You have everything, and you don't need anything or anyone' I also didn't owe anyone anything. I inhaled deeply and took a moment to just enjoy the beauty in front of me. "I'm sure you're overqualified for this role, Bella," I said. Then I corrected myself, "Miss Romano." "Bella is fine," she responded, "Bella," I repeated. "I don't think Helen would have let you get this far if your qualifications weren't impeccable. I think this meeting is just to get to know you better, and to see if we have the kind of chemistry needed to be around each other for so long.." "Of course," she smiled and brushed some of her dark brown hair out of her face. The bedroom eyes she threw at me couldn't have been mistaken for anything other than what they were. "What would you like to know?" "How did Helen find you?" She hesitated, her dark grey eyes searching the office, "I... currently work for her law firm. Helen and I have worked closely together before." "I see. And why do you think Helen recommended you? I mean, aside from good credentials, why do you think Helen considers you a potential fit for this position?" More hesitation on her part, made me wonder if she came here under the assumption this interview would be a slam dunk. At a glance, her breasts were the most impressive out of all three of the candidates. Honestly, she was so gorgeous that if she turned out to be as interesting as a phone book, I'd be tempted to hire her on the spot. She didn't need to try hard. "She didn't give me any specifics," Bella played with her hair as she seemed to struggle to find exactly the right words to use. I could tell she felt like she was carefully stepping through what she thought was a minefield. It made me wonder exactly how hard she had to work to get something she wanted, but it also spoke to how she handled pressure-she was clearly cautious almost to the point of appearing unsure of herself. "But she gave me enough information about you that I suspect I would have much to offer." Bella sat back in her chair and let the hand playing with her hair fall to the collar of her blouse. She began playing with the top button. tugging at it and giving me a slightly better view of her breasts plunging into the black lace that peeked over the edge of her shirt. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and locked eyes with me. I swallowed, feeling my control over the situation slipping as my libido threatened to rear its ugly head. "And what did Helen tell you?" I really wish Helen hadn't riied me up just before interviewing these women. She cocked her head to the right, exposing the side of her neck as she toyed with the button on her shirt that held her cleavage in check. "She said you would need help with everything. I would be expected to pick up dry-cleaning, make sure all your needs are met, keep your calendar, and coordinate your day-to-day affairs with your other staff. All things which I excel at."
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