Dark Layers (Volume 4)

by Gray, A L

  "Please accept my apology, Mr. Darks." He mutters.

  I don't look back at Anile, I'm so fucking angry and ashamed with myself. Why did I do this to her? I wanted some fun between Anile and myself, I didn't intend on humiliating her.

  "Thank you for taking the time out of your day to attend this interview Miss Gooden, I understand it was short notice. Ms. Prynne will see you out.”

  No one stares my way, no one accept Anile. Damn, her eyes are burning into me, I can almost feel the fire in her irises. Everyone collects their papers and readies themselves to go back to work.

  “Miss Gooden, this way please.” Hester calls from the doorway, she must have been listening in.

  I feel Anile's eyes on me, but I cannot heed her gaze, I'm too upset with myself.

  WHILE PACING MY OFFICE, I think how I can salvage what just happened. I wanted to leave Anile for a few days and then offer her the job, but I cannot do that to her now. I was too harsh, Jason was too harsh.

  "Fuck!" I shout out in aggravation. "Hester!" I call, knowing she's just outside my office, filing papers with Jezebel.

  She comes running through my door like lightning. "Mr. Darks, is everything okay?" She asks worried.

  "Get on the phone and offer Anile the job."

  "Really?" She gasps. "I didn't think you were pleased with her interview."

  "Don't make me repeat myself, Hester." I snap. I shouldn't be taking my anger out on Hester but she's the only person here.

  With wide eyes, she quickly collects my office phone. "Would you like it on loud speaker?" She asks in a weak voice.

  "Yes, yes. And Hester, I'm sorry." I frown. "It's been a bad day, and I shouldn't be taking it out on you." I apologise.

  Hester is a lovely woman, it's not right of me to be nasty to her. And she's an amazing receptionist, it would be silly of me to lose her over my own stupidity.

  "It's okay, Mr. Darks." She says tenderly while dialling Anile.

  I give her a large, sympathetic smile.

  “Hello?” Anile answers in her sweet little voice.

  “Hello, Miss Gooden. This is Ms. Prynne calling from Darks Lawyers. I have some rather extraordinary news. Mr. Darks is offering you the intern and he wants you to start on Monday.”

  There is a short pause. Hester eyes me but I mouth, say something, with wild hands thrashing her way. Anile beats Hester to the punch.

  “Thank you but I already have a job. I was offered to work with CB’s Law Firm just minutes ago.”

  I signal a cut throat motion to Hester. Fuck, now I have to endure calling CB's to arrange a deal in order for them to cut Anile's job. God, I never in my life thought it would be this hard to get a woman to work for me. I shake my head.

  “I see. Well, thank you for your time Miss Gooden.” Hester says. She hangs up and eyes me wryly.

  I have nothing, literally, I am speechless and on the verge of going crazy. This is not a good sign, I know Anile is going to drive me nuts!

  "Now what?" Hester asks.

  "Get CB's on the phone, arrange a deal in order for them to retract Anile's job offer."

  Her mouth is agape; she's mentally questioning me.

  "Just do it." I order.

  "What shall I offer them? You know how ruthless they are."

  "Um, offer them, fifty-thousand pounds." I say impassively.

  "Mr. Darks," she gasps, "what's going on? I have to ask that you are okay." She asks in a panic.

  "Hester, please just do as you are told." I say tenderly, hoping she will question me no longer.

  "Okay, I will e-mail Mr. Townsend. He is always so quick to reply."

  "No, no paper trail." I prompt. Fuck, I'm going to have to call Mr. Townsend and endure that sniggering little Bastard enjoy taking my money. "Just go back to work, I'll call him."

  Hester says nothing, she casts her slender fingers over her crisp white suit and turns on her heel and leaves my office with only her expensive perfume to linger.

  I take a seat at my desk and immediately grasp my office phone. I dial CB's with a growl on my tongue.

  "Good morning, CB's Law Firm, Lilly speaking, how can I help you?"

  "It's Elijah Darks, I need to speak with Mr. Townsend."

  "One moment please."

  I roll my eyes and ready myself for a ten minute wait of annoying classical music. Surprisingly though, Mr. Townsend comes straight through.

  "Elijah, what a pleasant surprise. What can I do you for?"

  "Hello John, I have a proposition for you." I say.

  "Oh?" He's immediately intrigued.

  "You took on a girl called Anile Gooden today, I want you to squash her job offer."

  "And why would I do that?" He sniggers.

  "To the tune of fifty-thousand, I think you would do pretty much anything." I lay my cards all out, I'm willing to go to one-hundred thousand, I want her working here.

  "Well, I will say no more on the subject, I will expect the money in my bank today, and then I will revoke her position."

  "Have your assistant call her now and I'll go up five-thousand." I urge.

  "Holy shit Darks, why?"

  "Just do it." I snap.

  "Maybe I should wait and meet this, Miss Anile Gooden. She obviously has something you want."

  "John, please do not test me. Take the money and cut her job, now." I snap. I hang up instantly.

  Within the hour, I have a visually stimulating e-mail saying, Anile no longer works for CB's.

  "Hester!" I call.

  I have bloody work to do but I cannot get my mind off of this damn woman! Hester glides into my office and stops beyond my desk with her hands neatly behind her back.

  "Should I call the lovely, Anile." She smiles.

  I grin smugly, I like that, lovely Anile. "Yes Hester, please do."

  Without time to waste, Hester collects my office phone.

  "Loud speaker." I order.

  She nods. "Very well, Mr. Darks."

  I'm not completely sure, but I think I catch Hester rolling her eyes at me. I grit my teeth because I have no time to mentally punish her, Anile answers the phone.

  “Yes.” Anile snaps.

  “Miss Gooden?” Hester asks.

  “Yes.”

  “It is Ms. Prynne from Darks Lawyers.”

  “I know who it is, I have caller ID.”

  I almost belt out laughing, cheeky little Princess, I will have to teach her rude tongue a lesson.

  “I’m sorry, have I caught you at a bad time?” Hester says in a worrying voice.

  “No it’s okay. What can I do for you?”

  “Well, I am simply calling to insure you did not want to take the internship before I filed your application?”

  My eyebrows are raised, and I'm awaiting my triumphant feeling to kick in.

  “If the offer is still on the table, I would love the job please. Who will I be working with? As we did not get to cover any of the job description in the interview.”

  Checkmate!

  Hester eyes me in question. Shit, I should have run her over Anile's job sheet. I mouth, you, she will be working with you.

  “You will be working with me for six months and then you will be reassessed Miss Gooden." Hester shrugs her shoulders and I nod pleased. "This is unusual but two of Mr. Darks’ partners thought you had very sharp and intriguing answers in your interview, and they want to give you a chance.”

  “Could you please thank Mr. Darks’ partners on my behalf. Will I be starting on Monday?”

  I gasp. 'Thank the partners,' it's my bloody company!

  “Yes, Miss Gooden. Monday at nine a.m. Mr. Darks likes his employees to start early and please ensure you eat a balanced breakfast.”

  “Thank you so much for waiting on me Ms. Prynne and see you Monday.”

  They both hang up and I cannot help but smile.

  "Was that okay, Mr. Darks?" Hester asks.

  "Perfect, Hester, just perfect. Keep this up and you will soon have a handsome promotion.
"

  Her eyes are alight, and I feel good that they are bright because of me.

  "Thank you, Mr. Darks. Will that be all?"

  "Yes, thank you, Hester." She leaves quietly, and I sit back in my chair, proud. Money really can buy anything! I grasp my mobile and quickly text Anile on a blocked number - this should be fun.

  To: Pretty Little Anile

  Good luck with your job, I look forward to seeing you.

  I cannot help but smile to myself. If she has the mind of a Lawyer, she will be going nuts because she won't have a clue as to who this is.

  From: Pretty Little Anile

  Thanks, who is this? and how did you get my number? X

  I belt out laughing, I knew it. Oh baby, I could drive you so much crazier if you would just allow me to touch you.

  To: Pretty Little Anile

  You're a smart girl, I am sure you can work it out. See you Monday. x

  MONDAY IS HERE, FINALLY, the day Anile starts work here at Darks Lawyers. The weekend was long, so, so long, and the wait has been almost sexually frustrating, better in fact - I enjoy testing my patient ability, it thrills me greatly when I pass. Today day is fresh, warm. The skies are so blue and the sun is out in full force. It's spring, finally, and my days are also starting to bloom. The darkness inside me feels distant today, I know it has something to do with Anile. I feel her before I see her, the static that fills the air between us, it's on overdrive. I lock eyes with her and feel my heart accelerate. Fuck, she's wearing a skirt! Why? Does she want my access to her easy? Hmmm, the things I could do to this woman!

  “Good morning Miss Gooden.” I say cool, and she flushes a magnificent shade of red.

  “Good morning, Mr. Darks.” She says in an extremely low voice, and shockingly, she doesn't stop to speak with me, she continues on through the revolving doors. She must be nervous around me.

  I follow after her, a strange force beckoning me to go to her. I should watch her from a distance but I just cannot help myself. She's waiting for a lift to arrive, standing so still - it pleases me. I'm at her back and inhaling her scent. Fuck she smells good - as she did in the cafeteria - like a sweet little innocent. While I'm mentally bending her over every piece of furniture I possess, she turns to face me, almost catching me off guard. For some strange reason, she has no control over her own body - she drops her phone and briefcase. I catch her phone with ease. I immediately pass it to her and graze her fingers. I frown as an unfamiliar bolt thrashes through my hand, and way down there. My cock starts to idly move and I have no choice but to hold my breath. She snatches her hand back. I frown again - does she feel it too? I make my way to the ground and collect her suitcase - I don't mind being beneath her, for now anyway! Once I'm back on my feet, I quickly smooth out my now crinkled suit jacket and pass her back her briefcase. She practically snatches it back. I wonder why? Maybe she doesn't want to touch me? That will soon change! Not before long, I want her on all fours and begging me to fuck her! I swallow hard and just cannot help myself, I lean in on her, insuring I touch her neck with my mouth - I may not possess the means to kiss her lips, but I can kiss every inch of her delicate body with ease and pleasure.

  “I think I am going to enjoy having you around.” I whisper right into her ear. I inhale again - Jesus, I will never get enough of this woman, I know it.

  I pull back and look down at her, expecting her ice blue eyes to undress me, but they are closed. With only air between us, I mentally run my hand over her face, never touching her. My God, she's so beautiful. I shake my dirty head and immediately turn on my heel and walk away from her - for now.

  THE MORNING IS BORING, utterly boring, and long. I have been trying to think up a reason that I can get Anile into my office, I want her alone, I want to feel her essence so I can mentally stimulate myself. I decide to e-mail Hester, she will force the situation.

  To: Hester

  Date: 03/03/2012

  Is there a reason Anile would need to contact me?

  That's all I have. My phone rings instantly and I don't think twice, I pick up the receiver, expecting Hester.

  "Yes." I say deadpan.

  "Um, Sir - Mr. Darks." It's Anile, and she sounds so intimidated. I want to laugh - the perfect submissive.

  "Hello Miss Gooden, how are you this morning - enjoying your first day?"

  "Eh, yes, Sir." She squeaks.

  "Is 'eh' a word, Anile?" I cannot help but tease her. I smile wide - I love how she calls me Sir. I usually order everyone to call me, Mr. Darks, but she can call me Sir if she desires.

  "No, sorry Sir." She gasps worried. "Yes, today has been great, thank you. How is your morning?"

  I frown. No one ever asks me how I am.

  "My morning has been boring, but I think it will start to become, entertaining, very soon." I cover the speaker with my hand so she cannot hear me laughing.

  "Mr. Darks, I have some letters that need signing by yourself. Is it okay if I or Hester comes with you, I mean up to you?"

  My mouth is agape, she wants to cum with me ay? Well, that is easily done. I hang up and make my way down to her. In the lift I fidget like a child with ADHD, I cannot contain myself. What is it with her? Why has she changed me so dramatically - so quickly? I arrive at her work level and all eyes are on me once the lift doors open. I make my way to Anile with ease, but she looks as though she's trying to sneak off! My eyes are wide.

  "Sit." I order with a long, pointed finger.

  She flushes on cue, and like a good little girl, she sits. Her peachy cheeks last for only a second, with a dramatic one-eighty, she turns ghost white and I start to worry.

  I lean over the front of her shiny white desk and eye her.

  "Anile, are you okay?" I ask out of character.

  She says nothing and I start to worry further - fuck, I don't like this feeling. I care for her and it's doing strange things to my insides.

  "Anile?" I say, never daring to repeat myself.

  "Sorry, Sir. Yes, I'm fine. Have you come to sign the letters?"

  No pretty, I didn't. I came to see you personally.

  I think fast on my feet. "Of course, why else?" I have no choice but to smile tenderly at her, her little face is full of embarrassment.

  "There are quite a few Sir. You might want to take them away with you."

  Oh no you don't! You are not getting rid of me that easily.

  "Hester." I say.

  "Yes, Mr. Darks?"

  I make my way around the desk and grasp the back of Hester's seat.

  "Your seat. And I'd like a coffee."

  "Right away, Mr. Darks." She replies.

  I push Hester's' seat right next to Anile, all the while gazing down at her. She's left her hair down today, I like it better this way, she looks so young with it up. Before letting a load off, I unbutton my suit jacket so I can sit comfortably. I try to catch Anile's eye but she's just gazing at my chest. I try my very best not to laugh while sitting down. I cast my eyes over her tiny physique and immediately hold my breath. Fuck, her top is undone. I cannot look at her naked skin, I must not! I feel like ripping her blouse off and fucking her over this damn desk!

  "Anile." I snap.

  "Yes, Sir." She says in a delightful whisper.

  "Your blouse." I gasp.

  "Sorry," she frowns, "do you like it, Sir?" She asks confused.

  I honestly don't know how I'm not laughing - I do like your blouse Princess, but it would look much better on my floor.

  "Your blouse buttons are undone, Anile."

  "Shit." She curses, and although I want to be angry with her dirty mouth, I cannot help myself. I laugh quietly to myself.

  "This is not funny!" She snaps immediately.

  "No, I know, sorry. And it is a very nice blouse." I joke. I lean back into Hester's chair so I cannot see her serious face. She's so damn cute and innocent. I continue to laugh uncontrollably.

  I try to gather myself. "Shall we get started, Miss Gooden?"

  "Started on what Si
r?" She says confused. God this girl, she needs to get a grip.

  I lean forward, placing my hands on the desk and my small finger unexpectedly grazes hers. I seize my breath. I like the feeling I get from her, it's like nothing I have ever felt before. I hadn't realized I'm closing my eyes, but they soon open when I hear Anile pant like a lioness. She looks uncomfortable, and I don't like it, not one bit.

  "Anile, relax, I don't bite." I say tenderly.

  She stares wide-eyed and turns a nasty shade of white. I cannot do this to her, she's too sweet.

  "Please relax, Anile, if you cannot, I will have Hester bring the letters up to me."

  "Sorry, it's just-"

  She doesn't finish what she was saying so I cover her hand with mine, enjoying this rush of... static Ani, that courses throughout my veins. It feels good.

  "Just relax, I am telling you that you have to, so please listen to me." I whisper my order, maybe she will respond better if I'm kinder.

  She relaxes on cue, and I smile proud that I could ease her anxiety.

  "Okay, sorry. Here are the letters." She says sweetly.

  She takes her hand out from beneath mine and collects the letters, but my body instantly becomes non-responsive. Jezebel is making her way towards us. Fuck!

  "What do you think you are doing disturbing Mr. Darks? Are you the new intern?" Jezebel snaps.

  Anger is not the right word I would use to describe how I feel right now, I want to fucking strangle Jezebel for speaking to Anile like that!

  "Who the hell do you think you are talking to?" Anile snaps.

  I steal a glance at Anile and frown - I was not expecting her to defend herself. I rise to my feet so I can tower over Jezebel.

  "Apologise now!" I order.

  "What the, why?" She says shocked.

  "I will not repeat myself." I warn.

  She narrows her eyes at Anile. "Sorry."

  "Now get back up to your fucking reception desk and do not let me catch you speaking to her like that again." I shout.

  Her face is a sight that I wish I could look at all damn day - she shocked, mouth wide open shocked. She leaves the way she came, and I try to cool my rising anger, but I cannot. I'm hot and agitated and angry. This is my one true problem in life, how I cannot control my feelings. I take the file from Anile.