Mine sinful fall

Lina

A cup of espresso, cheese toast, and a warm shower. Three of my favorite things in the morning.

Yesterday I had a difficult day, but an equally difficult evening.

Vladimir Maximovich. He’s so cocky and arrogant. Probably already had time to imagine more than once before his eyes the picture of me sitting on his desk with my skirt up and my legs spread.

I think that this fate befell all his secretaries, or other female employees who were too weak on the front end. But not me.

And he’s certainly not going to get that from me. I’m not going to come into his office at his first call, get on my knees or sit on his desk. I’m going to work and only show my professional skills.

So, big boss, today I’m going to wear the closest, strictest gray suit where instead of a tight skirt, pants.

And I won’t even wear any makeup, just some colorless lip gloss and some eyelashes.

Yes, that’s right, Big Boss.

I saw the way you looked at me yesterday, but I’m sorry, I don’t want to become your doormat and a stress reliever in my plans at all. Alas!

I was so confident and determined. But when I stopped in the elevator and closed my eyes, a voice came from behind me.

“Good morning, Angelina.”

I even jumped with surprise.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” Vladimir measured my view with a curious look. My heart was ready to jump out of my chest.

“That’s all right. Good morning, Vladimir Maximovich.”

Looks like my plan didn’t work out. Even if you put a garbage bag over yourself, he will still devour my body with a hungry stare.

“Are you nervous?”

“No… Yes… ” I tried to smile.

“I don’t know. Should I be?”

” Nerves are bad. They distract you and make it hard to concentrate, so no. Definitely not worth it.”

“In that case, I don’t get nervous.”

“That’s what I mean by zeal for work. The main thing is to listen to the right settings and to achieve your goals,” he moved closer, and I got goose bumps running down my spine.

“I’ll remember,” I said quietly, and the elevator doors opened and I got out first, Vladimir followed me.

By lunchtime, I wasn’t sure if I needed the job at all. In terms of process everything was fine, I was grasping on the fly and quickly learning their system. I respected their chief analyst. But Vladimir. Vladimir practically wouldn’t let me rest. Almost all the time he was there! Every now and then tried to touch or cuddle me. I was amazed at his insistence and stubbornness. But when we ran into each other again in the elevator during the lunch break, I didn’t say anything.

“Vladimir, let’s draw some boundaries. I understand, but we can’t go on like this. It’s too much. Yes, I’m used to being looked at, but not so blatantly.”

“Well, well. I’m all ears,” he smiled as he leaned against the wall, keeping his lustful eyes on me. Again! What is wrong with this man?!

“I’m not going to sleep with you,” I switched to “you,” and clenched my fists, expecting to hear in a second that my internship would end right now. But he froze slightly in place, apparently amazed at my sincerity or fearlessness.

“That’s straightforward,” he said after a few seconds, and then he walked up to me.