The Power Of Lust

Chapter 3

Ashley's Pov

As soon as the elevator doors opened I was out. I walked briskly to the glass room I saw ahead.

Everything in this building seems so elegant I knew this place must be own by an asshole or

something.

I mean let's face it rich people are snobby assholes..

Look at you calling people assholes your a fucking asshole!! Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

My subconscious said in disbelief..

I can't say she's wrong but am a broke asshole am way nicer. Rich assholes got money to back them

up so...

GOD NOW AM RANTING CAUSE AM NERVOUS.. WHAT IF HE SOME UGLY ASS RICH GUY

THAT'S ALWAYS MISERABLE ?

Deep breaths .. Whatever he is am ready for him am an asshole whose seeking money am way worse

than a rich asshole.... Remember Ashley they have money but you need money so ain't nobody can

fuck with you... Now go get them tigress..

With that said I strolled into the room chest out, back straight and chin high cause ain't nobody in this

room better than me I thought before I met the eyes of everyone.

To say I was tripping is a major lie a total or 6 pairs of eyes stared at me and I want to tell them to piss

off but I didn't know who was my boss so like the boss that am. I glared at them which earned some

surprised grasps from all except one man.

He seemed super pissed but for some reason he didn't want to show it , he seemed rather impatient so

I composed myself before walking over to him.

As I walked over to him I remembered how everyone downstairs were super anxious for whatever

reason but I have a feeling that this man and this meeting has a lot to do with it so I better not screw up

but that doesn't mean am gonna allow these bitches to walk over me either.

I stood beside him as there was no empty seats in this board room.

I saw that they were all still rigid in their seats as if they were waiting for permission or something so I

took up the role, I mean I did interrupt them.

Don't mind me, please continue from where you left off.

I spoke with a kind smile and so the meeting dragged on for hours.

8 hours later

It was now 4 pm I have been rooted in the Same spot for hours. As one meeting ends here comes

another and All these assholes who call theirselves males doesn't seem to notice a lady standing for

hours in 7 inch heels and I've fucking had it! Am done standing I don't even know how much money I'll

get paid yet so if I get fired fuck it, I don't care am gonna show these fools what they fail to see or is

that the impression they want to paint whatever it is am handling this right now but professionally.

So with that in mind I order Mr Blackwood's advisor to stop talking.