Jasmine sat in silence in the lounge as she went through her email,waiting patiently while the secretary was busy arranging some files at the table.

Her journey from her apartment to the company that morning was frustratingly slow as the streets had been solid with traffic.
Luckily, she was able to meet up with the appointed schedule.
Today was Jasmine's interview at Shelly's cosmetics and she hoped silently that it would go well because she really needed the job.

An incident happened at her old work place, where she worked as an art dealer, that made her to loose her job and all her clients. She was wrongly accused of embezzling funds and stealing art works from the gallery. Because of the close relationship she had with her former boss, he didn't call the police immediately. Her boss decided to give her some time to pay off everything she had stolen. She was fired at the spot. She had to sell her family's house and everything in it to alleviate her debt.

She finally found out it was her best friend that set her up because she was jealous of Jasmine's accomplishment at the gallery.
Without any evidence to clear her name and prove her innocence, Jasmine felt numb and defeated. To escape the shame, she left New York and moved to Gainesville,Florida.

The intercom buzzed, dragging Jasmine's focus away from her phone. She looked in the secretary's direction.

The secretary answered it quickly.
"Yes, sir?"

"Send her in," the general manager said over the telecom.

"Okay, sir." The secretary gave a short nod and turned to Jasmine.
"You can go in now."

Jasmine put down her phone, grabbed her bag and stood up, giving the secretary a warm smile.
"Thank you,"
she said and walked to the office.

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Inside, the general manager adjusted his tie and went through a file in his hands.

There was a light knock on the door.
"Come in," he said, still looking at the file.

The door opened quietly. Jasmine walked inside the big office, shutting the door behind her.

She was dressed in a blue fitted gown that hugged her curvy body perfectly, with a black jacket laying over her shoulders. Her heels and hand bag matched the jacket in color and style. Her light complexion and long brown hair pulled back into a pony tail only made her outfit all the more sexy. Her face was almost all natural. She had applied just a tad bit of make up on her face, including her - die -for red lipstick.
She walked up to him with a vibrant smile, her blue eyes twinkling with life.

"Good morning," she said, standing in front of his desk with a beaming face.

The general manager raised his head and looked at her face. His eyes grew wide as he raised his brows in awe.

"Wow!" He breathed, staring at her face.
He knew she looked beautiful when he saw her picture on her profile. But seeing her in person, he was struck by her astonishing beauty. His eyes moved to her body.

'She's fucking beautiful and so curvy,'
he thought as his fingers met his chin, his eyes gazing upon her lustfully.

He finally looked up at her and smiled. "Jasmine, right?" He questioned, still admiring her body.

"Yes, sir." Jasmine gave a short nod, teeth showing. She was fully aware of his eyes roaming everywhere her body.
She stood confidently without embarrassment because this was always the first impression she got from the other managers she interviewed with. She was naturally endowed and they would just have to deal with her off-limits, beautiful body.

"Please sit down," he said to her with a grin.
She gave him a warm smile as she thanked him and sat down, placing her bag on her thighs.

"Jasmine." He said her name slowly as he placed the file on the desk.

"Yes, sir?"

"Mmm, what a beautiful name for a beautiful lady." He grinned, nodding his head slowly, his eyes watching her intensely.
He linked his fingers together and placed them on his desk. Thoughts of holding her in his arms, squirming and begging for him, coaxed the bulge in his pants to grow.

Jasmine said nothing, but she did give him a small smile.
She hated the way her name sounded out of his lips. She could tell just by looking at him that he was a cocky flirt. She had met managers like him in her previous interviews. Young, handsome, rich, flashy cars and always seeking pretty ladies to have fun with.

She wasn't in for the fun and had no time to flirt around like an idiot. She was there for one thing and one thing only; to get a job as sales rep for Shellys cosmetics, a local company that both manufactured and distributed cosmetic products. Jasmine happened to be lucky enough that they were hiring for a sales representative.

"So." He exhaled, clapsing his hands gently,"I've gone through your resume. Quite impressive."

"Thank you sir," she said, her fingers clenched as she waited tensely for his next words.
It would give her nothing but joy if she got the job. For five months after moving to Gainesville, Florida, she had been looking for work.

"I don't think there's much to say other than you're definitely qualified for the job," he said with a smirk.

Rubbing her palms together, she let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you so much sir, I really appreciate," she said joyously.

He shook his head, still smirking, "You deserve it my dear. Besides, this company needs smart, hard-working and beautiful women like you."

She chuckled lightly and nodded."Thank you sir."

"Well," he said, standing to walk over to her. "It is going to be a pleasure having you here, Jasmine." He extended his hand for a handshake.

She jumped to her feet, dropping her bag on the desk in the process. She eagerly shook his hand, a toothly smile widening on her face.

"Thank you so much, sir. I promise, i will not disappoint. I'll do my very best to contribute all that I can to this company."
Finally! She had gotten the job.
She just couldn't wait to start work immediately.

He gave her a smirk. "Of course darling, you'll definitely be of great help to us." he said, still holding her hand while slowly caressing the soft and warm back of her palm.

Sensing what he was doing, she tried to pull her hand away, but he kept a firm hold on her.

"Sir?" She looked at him with questioning eyes.

"You are a very beautiful woman with such a fine body, Jasmine. it would be so kind of you not to cover up this body as soon as you start working here."

He continued caressing her with his thumb, a seductive smile growing on his face. He stared at her, concentrated and unwavering.

"I prefer to dress appropriately, sir," she said, giving him an intense glare.

'How dare he say that to me!'

She thought angrily. She wanted to slap the stupid smirk off his face, but restrained herself. She just got the job and wouldn't want to lose it right away.

He chuckled lightly. "Please, call me John," he insisted.

She smiled and used her other hand to free herself from his grip.
"So when can I start?" she asked and then added, "Sir."

He laughed lightly and pointed at her, "I really like your attitude Jasmine, I do." He sounded like he was amused. He brought his fingers to his temple, eyes fixed on Jasmine.

She said nothing, waiting for him to answer her question.

He had a crooked smile on his face as he took two two steps closer to her, locking eyes with her. Apparently his arousal thought her witty attitude was attractive because it was growing even more. His bulge pressing against his trousers was beginning to get too painful to ignore. He needed to bend her over his desk and watch her squirm and plead for him.

"You will start," he said, his fingers brushing lightly on her cheekbone,
"When I say so."

Hey guys!!(◕ᴗ◕✿)
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter.
Just to clarify, this is John's personality in this book. I portrayed his character as a total dick and wanted to show it in this beginning chapter.

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