Page 17 of Pure Recklessness

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As Eleanor left my office, my gaze dropped to her arse.

What the fuck was I doing?

I couldn’t start ogling employees. That was unacceptable.

Yes, her explanation of why she hadn’t researched the company and had written such a terrible article were valid. But just because I liked that she wasn’t afraid to stand up to me, that didn’t give me the right to objectify her.

She wasn’t even my type.

It wasn’t just her age. She was far too innocent for me.

I didn’t know what shocked me more about her. The fact that she hadn’t heard of Sated, or her confession that up until a couple of hours ago, she hadn’t seen sex toys before.

Surely she meant those particular toys, not sex toys in general?

All of the women I knew had a healthy collection of them.

Had this Eleanor never even experimented with the basic ones?

And the way she’d described the orgasms our products were guaranteed to deliver was utterly ridiculous. Clearly if she’d ever had an orgasm, she’d know that tickety-boo didn’t cut it.

Either she had a useless boyfriend or…

Wait.

Was she a virgin?

Under different circumstances, if she was willing, I’d happily relieve this Eleanor woman of her virginity. But she was an employee, so naturally I would never go there.

I’d learnt my lesson.

‘Who’s the hot girl in the terrible clothes?’ My brother Oscar strained his neck to get a better look at her arse as he closed my office door. Thank fuck Valerie was walking her to the lift so she didn’t overhear. ‘I haven’t seen her before.’

‘She’s a new employee,’ I replied. ‘And don’t call her hot. It’s inappropriate.’

Shame washed over me. I was such a fucking hypocrite. I’d thought the same thing and as much as I hated to admit it, Oscar’s description of her was spot on too.

Eleanor’s dress sense was horrendous.

My grandmother had a better wardrobe.

Yet somehow, Eleanor’s arse did look good in that dreadful skirt.

For crying out loud.

I couldn’t be thinking about employees in this way. Especially when I’d just fired Stefan for doing that.

Well, it wasn’t the same. I hadn’t grabbed my dick in front of a junior employee or touched their arse like he had, but staring at a staff member’s backside still wasn’t on.

Clearly, I was more sexually frustrated than I thought. That was the only logical explanation.

The problem was easily resolved though.

I’d arrange a hook-up for tonight. With someone who didn’t work for the company and had nothing to do with our industry. It’d been too long.

‘I thought we had a hiring freeze this month?’ Oscar frowned.