by Lettas, Lena
Claimed by the Greek
By Lena Lettas
After arguing with her father for a week, Elena finally agreed to at least go to the interview he set up for her. She was upset with him for going behind her back and approaching his friend to hire his little girl, who seemed to be having a hard time getting a job after receiving her degree. Standing in the parking lot of the address her father gave her for the interview she thought, judging by the outside of the place the business must be doing well. The lot was clean, no garbage lying around and the building had a fresh coat of paint. She could see why the Stefanidis family is very successful, anything they invested in always did well for them, considering they are one of the richest families in the U.S. and Greece.
Breathing in deep through her nose and exhaling out of her mouth, trying to steal her nerves for this interview; she opened the front mirrored glassed doors and walked into what looked like a waiting area to a restaurant. A little confused, thinking her dad had said this is a nightclub and assuming there was an error with the address she turned to leave just as a young woman came out through a door at her left.
“Hello, are you Elena Dimitrakis here for the interview with Mister Stefanidis.”
Elena reached out to shake her hand, “Yes, I am Ms. Dimitrakis.”
The woman reached over and shook Elena’s hand and asked if she would follow her through the doorway she came out of to Mister Stefanidis office. Marching behind her she watched as the young lady knocked on the door at the end of the hallway and announced his next interview was here. She stepped away and told her she may go inside, closing the door behind her. Walking into the office and sitting at the beautiful cherry wood desk was a handsome older gentleman, he smiled and waved his hand for her to sit in one of the leather chairs in front of his desk.
“It is nice to finally meet you Elena,” he said rather informally. “I apologize if this interview seems unprofessional to you but I have heard so much about you from your father and I feel as we already met, he is very fond of you and speaks highly of you.”
Not sure what to say, blushing at the complement, “Thank you sir, May I ask you a question,” he nodded at her to proceed. “I’m sorry, I thought that the position I would be interviewing for today is an assistant manager to a nightclub.”
“Yes, I apologize if you seem a little confused, the nightclub is still undergoing some construction and due to safety concerns the interviews are being conducted at this location. My son will be in shortly, to meet with you also, but we both know you have the experience we are looking for.” He said.
“ I’m not sure what my father has told you but I absolutely have no experience in running a nightclub of this magnitude, I’m sorry if he gave you the wrong impression when you spoke with him and for wasting your valuable time, I do apologize.”
Elena was just starting to get up from her seat when she heard someone clear his throat from behind her. Startled by the noise he made she squeaked, turning to see a younger version of the man behind the desk, only his eyes seemed harder, calculating and what she expected of a man running a multi-million dollar corporation. He rounded the back of the chairs giving her a disapproving glance.
“Ms. Dimitrakis, we are aware of your experience and as an assistant manager in training, we will teach you what you need to successfully manage the everyday business of a state of art nightclub. We believe you would be an asset to our company, we hire employees with excellent references and since our fathers are close friends, I believed in giving you the opportunity to prove your abilities. The club will not open for another month, but we will be using that time to train our staff including you on their required duties. I will personally be training the staff as to how I want the nightclub to run, our family is very hands on when it comes to running our business ventures.” He said, looking at her with a sly smile on his face, thinking to intimidate her.
“Elena this is my son Chris, before he so rudely interrupted our conversation, as I was saying, the Job is yours and training starts next week. I believe this is something you are capable of doing even with your experience, the only difference is the scale of the business.”
They talked for a little longer telling her what her job duties would consist of and giving the address to the nightclub along with a phone number if she had any other questions. Politely, informing her that they will be giving her a call at the end of the week as to her start date. Sitting in her car, shaking her head, she couldn’t even remember accepting the job offer and laughing a little thinking this why they were so successful. They muddled your mind; they made a great negotiating team together.
****
Elena's first couple of weeks at the club went by smoothly and Mr. Stefanidis had been correct in saying everything’s the same, just on a much larger scale. Chris wasn't as bad as he first seemed, she thought he would be a pompous ass but he seemed more at ease working with her at the club. Arriving early this morning for a mandatory staff meeting at ten, Chris wanted to discuss some concerns he was having. The meeting was over in less than an hour, nothing to be too concerned over. Just some issues he had and some changes he wanted to make.
She stayed and talked to a couple of employees after the meeting wanting to hang back and speak with Chris, she left the meeting room to find him talking to the most gorgeous man, she set her eyes on, her mouth hanging open, she could do nothing but stare. She would not throw her boss out of bed for eating crackers but next to this man, he paled in comparison.
A waitress named Maria, stopped beside her. "Yup, that’s the exact same look I had on my face when I first saw him too. He's Chris's brother, he’s the honey in my baklava, and I don't even think the word hot does him justice. I had the urge to walk right up to him, climb him like a tree, wondering if he had a mighty olive branch between those legs, gets me wet just thinking about it. That’s not saying I didn’t have my share of fantasies of Chris in that suit." she said fanning herself.
Elena laughed so loud she had to cover her mouth. You could always count on Maria to say something so off the wall like she just did. She noticed that they had gotten the attention of Chris and his brother, embarrassed by her outburst; she turned to head toward the other end of the bar, secretly admiring them from a distance.
Niko turned his gaze toward Chris shaking his head, "Still intimidating the ladies." he laughed.
“I doubt my employees feel intimidated by me and I don't think that had anything to do with us, we don't exactly inspire women to laugh. So, what brings you to the club this morning isn’t it a little early for you to be up and about." he asked.
"I wanted to find out what this dinner is all about tonight at Mom's house, you seem to be the only one she shares her thoughts with lately." he stated
“The dinner is to officially celebrate my engagement to Emily, which as my brother you cannot refuse to attend and of course, I'm sure our mother invited every available single young woman she found acceptable to introduce to you and Jimmy. His brother said with a big fat mischievous look.
Catching the grin forming on his brother’s face, he knew his instincts were correct in thinking his mom would be up to something and tonight is going to be impossible. He would do everything and anything to keep from making a scene at this event, not that his mother wouldn't do her best to upset him, " Gamoto, What the hell do I have to do, to make her understand that I am not and never will be interested in any of the supposedly virtuous, well bred, Greek, simple minded idiots, she thinks I should Marry." he said with as much disgust in his voice as he could muster.
Elena needed to talk to Chris before she left; she needed to take a half day off on Friday to take her dad to the cardiologist. She was a little nervous to ask for the time off since she didn't th
ink Chris's reaction would be good. He already conceded much since he gave her the weekends off, informing her that the manager could cover those days since he paid him a hell of a lot more to run his club. She hoped he didn’t become too upset with her, before getting up the courage to interrupt the conversation Chris was having with his gorgeous brother; Mr. Stefanidis came up behind her, tapping her back.
"Elena what a surprise to see you, I didn't think you worked the day shift. How has working here at the club been for you, I hope my son has been treating you well", giving her a genuine fatherly smile.
Returning his smile with one of her own Elena said," Mister Stefanidis, everything’s been wonderful, thank you for giving me the opportunity to work here. The club is doing fantastic and it is a joy to work here and your son's not so bad,” she said jokingly to him.
“I’m glad to hear that and glad you’re getting along rather well, my sons can be difficult at times,” he looked up from her towards them.
Feeling a little awkward just standing there she said," I need to speak with your son Chris before I left but they seem to be having a personal conversation and I didn't want to interrupt them, glancing over to were his sons were sitting.
"Don't worry, let's go over together, it will also give me the opportunity to introduce you to my son Nikolaos" laying his hand in the middle of her back guiding them over to where they were sitting.
Pausing the discussion Chris looked up to see his father and Elena walking toward them, “Dad what are you doing here this morning, wondering why he was bringing Elena over with him, lifting his eyebrow looking to his father for an answer?
"I was coming by to see you to go over some details about tonight and ran into Elena at the door. I believe she needs to speak with you Chris and didn't want to interrupt the conversation with your brother. So, I volunteered my services to her since I need to speak with you both, it also gives me the opportunity to introduce her to Nikolaos. Turning to his son he said, “Nikolaos this is the daughter of a dear friend of mine Elena, Elena this is my middle son Nikolaos."
Taking a step closer, reaching out to shake his hand, it stilled in the air frozen as Elena looked up into his eyes and was stunned speechless. Up close and personal, he is a dark Greek god, the image of every woman’s sexual fantasy. His eyes are the color of milk chocolate, he had this rugged quality about him and his very aura screamed sex, the way his gaze bore into her and the intoxicating cologne he wore had her heart beating fast. She could feel the moisture building between her legs, she momentarily fantasized of all the things his lush lips could be sucking and kissing. Blushing she looked down at the hands that engulfed her own and felt his rough, callused fingertips rub circles around the underside of her wrist causing her to shiver before she whispered. “Hello Sir, nice to make you acquaintance.”
Before he could reply, Chris pulled her from his grasp and turned her away from him, "Elena you needed to speak with me."
“Oh, Yes,” forgetting what she came to ask in the first place, "Sorry to interrupt again”, Chris waved his hands to let her know it was fine and for her to go on. “I need to leave early on Friday, I know it's short notice and I apologize, this will never happen again, but I need to leave by two, before you say anything I already spoke with Steve and he said he would come in early to cover, as long it was fine with you he didn't have a problem with it." fidgeting a little waiting for Chris's reply.
"Considering you have not been employed long asking for time off is frowned upon, may I asked what is so important that it could not be changed to a day you had off,” he said sternly.
"Right, sorry kind of forgot to tell you that part, I need to take my dad to his Cardiologist appointment and I know that sounds like a pathetic excuse, but it's not, if I don't take him he will find some way or excuse not to go and it will take me at least six months to reschedule the appointment with his doctor, I do apologize for the late notice, but I honestly forgot."
Mr. Stefanidis obviously catching the conversation she was having with his son started to laugh, shaking his head he came up beside her and said," I remember your dad telling me the last excuse he used not to go see his doctor and how upset you were with him, it's fine Elena you can have Friday afternoon off, don't worry", he said.
Elena knew Mr. Stefanidis was an owner, but not wanting to offend Chris, since that is whom she dealt with on a daily basis, she looked up toward him waiting for his approval. Nodding his agreement, he asked that she try to notify him well in advance the next time she needed time off. Noticing that her dark god was standing closer listening to her conversation, she nervously mumbled her goodbye's to everyone and practically ran for the front door. Chastising herself the whole way to her car, instead of acting professionally she behaved like a bumbling imbecile. She let the attraction she felt for the man impact her ability to communicate and had her looking like a love struck teen. The only way she could attract them is if she became a multi-millionaire overnight and she didn’t even think that would improve her status in their eyes.
Niko’s gaze followed Elena's little pert ass walking out the front doors and thought she was breathtaking, classic beauty. His dick stiffened, when he heard her speaking to his brother and getting a little peeved when she continued to ignore him. Now he was sitting there with a hard on and a grim look on his face, only having himself to blame for his current condition. His imagination must have gotten away with him because when he looked up he saw that they were both staring at him, his brother’s grin told him he knew exactly what was running through his head and the disapproving look on his father’s face let him know he suspected the same and didn’t approve.
****
Liz was helping Elena get ready to go to this exclusive BDSM club and after trying on a dozen or so outfits she finally felt comfortable enough to go. She thought her friend was into to some kinky stuff judging by some of the outfits she pulled out, but they’ve known each other for years and Liz thought maybe this is what was missing from her sex life or in her case the lack of one.
“Stop being like that, no one you know will be there tonight. If you see someone you do recognize, just remember they are also at the same club and I'm sure they would not want anyone to know either. They are very adamant about member privacy." Liz said.
Elena felt a little better hearing that the club valued anonymity for its members and the outfit they finally agreed upon for her first visit wasn't too revealing. She was wearing a black vinyl mini skirt that reached mid-thigh. She loved the knee high boots; they made her feel sexy and the heel was not too high for her to walk on. She wasn't thrilled about her top; the bottom part of the halter came to about the top of her belly button showing off her midriff. The top barely covered her nipples and pushed her breast up and together making her feel too exposed.
“Stop fidgeting, you always do that when you’re nervous, you look smoking hot girl, way fuckable. You don't have to do anything you’re not comfortable with, just go in and observe tonight. At least you will know and if it's not your thing, no biggie. Do you remember what I told you about a sub's behavior at the club and don't worry if you forget or mess up they will know you’re new," she asked waiting for her reply.
“Yes, I don't look a Dom in the eyes unless he asks and I address all Dom’s as Sir or Master. I really don't see myself ever referring to someone as Master, the clubs safe word is red just say it and other Dom's will come to help and I don't have to do anything I don't want to. Did I get that right?" she asked Liz.
Shaking her head at her Liz replied, " Yup, so far so good smart ass, come on get your trench and lets head out, I'm sure you'll find someone to play with there and I'm so excited your finally coming with me tonight", smiling and clapping her hands.
***
As they entered the club the door monitor asked for Elena's identification and to fill out a non-disclosure contract, before she was even aloud to look around. Handing Liz a locker key, she took our coats and was back as I was signing the contract and handin
g it over to the door monitor. Looking up at both of us she said, “Hope you girls have a good time tonight and don't worry, relax, we have club monitors throughout the place making sure everyone's playing nice. If you have any problems you find the Dom with the red bands on their upper arms."
"Thanks Amanda”, Liz responded waving to her before walking us through the clubs interior swinging doors.
Turning her head left to right, trying to take as much in as possible, she felt like she walked into a chapter in one the erotic novels she loves to read. Dim lighting, St. Andrew's crosses spread throughout the club. Chains, whips, moaning and the smell of sex, she was overwhelmed nothing she read could ever prepare her for this and the only thing she knew for sure is that she was turned on by what she was seeing and hearing.
Liz grabbed her shoulders, turning so they faced each other, " If you want I can stay and walk around with you a bit till you feel comfortable," she was pointing at the stages with different scenes currently in progress. "If you feel uncomfortable with me close by, you can walk around yourself and check out some of the scenes the more experienced Dom’s are doing on stage."
She knew her friend was anxious to go find the Dom she was seeing at the club, she figured she could handle herself and didn't need a babysitter, " No, it’s fine, I'm a big girl and I'll walk around a bit, maybe get something to drink at the bar first", biting her lower lip nervously wondering if coming here wasn't such a good idea anymore.
" Come on, we’ll walk over to the bar and I'll introduce you to Master Tony the bartender, Oh I forgot to mention, you can only have two alcoholic drinks while you’re here. That's why Amanda handed you the two bracelets. They don't want anyone getting drunk before doing a scene, whether you’re a Dom or a sub it’s one of the club rules. Come on let's get you a drink feed you some liquid courage, so you can loosen up a bit", she giggled at her doe eyed look.