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“Oh my gosh,thank you!I was worried that maybe you wouldn’t like it, but the space had all the amenities we discussed, and I didn’t want to bother you with something menial.” Sofie beamed with joy, as though elated by Gabriella’s praise.
Fuck, she is so beautiful when she smiles.
Stop it, Gabriella.
Leaning forward at her desk, Gabriella noted, “Sofie, you know, I never want to be cruel to my employees. Yes, I will push them hard and strive for success. And I’m never going to sugarcoat anything. But I’m not a mean woman. I want you to apply the same confidence that you had in this assignment to everything else you do for me.”
Gabriella’s gaze ran over Sofie’s body and she added, “You can always ask me if you have a question. But sometimes, I will assume that you already have the answer or that you are capable of finding an answer without my assistance. The key to this position is knowing the difference between the two scenarios. Does that make sense?”
“Oh, yes, it does. And thank you for having faith in me. Also, I booked catering for the staff meeting as well. I sent a group email to the employees to see if anyone is vegan or vegetarian so I could order appropriately,” Sofie further explained. “So, I think we are ready to go for the 16th.”
Gabriella nodded, pleased with Sofie’s work. She appreciated how Sofie went above and beyond to make her boss happy. But there was just one thing that Gabriella wanted to address with Sofie.
“That’s great, Sofie. Thank you. I thought that I’d like to give you a clothing allowance, partially to reward your efforts butalso because, as my assistant at Deluxe, you must always present yourself with impeccable style.” Gabriella leaned back in her chair, surveying Sofie’s reaction.
As suspected, Sofie smiled, clapping her hands with joy. “Are you serious? Wow, thank you! The clothes here are so lovely and trendy. I can’t believe it!” Sofie seemed thrilled, and Gabriella loved to see her expression. However, unbeknownst to Sofie, it also gave Gabriella complete control over Sofie’s wardrobe.
“You’re welcome. Since you’ve been hired, I’ve noticed that you’ve tried your best to dress for this environment. And I appreciate that because it shows you care. But, my dear,” Gabriella shook her head, “your dresses don’t properly fit your body. And not to be harsh, but the materials are cheap. You have such a beautiful figure and graceful posture. The outfits that I choose for you, for the office, will elevate your style. Remember, I want everyone who works for me to look polished and professional.”
A look of dismay came over Sofie as she responded, “Oh, I’m sorry, don’t you like this dress? I also wore my hair down for you because you mentioned that you liked it that way.”
Sofie’s pout and her need to gratify stirred something primal within Gabriella. To Gabriella, the dynamic between her and Sofie was becoming complex and complimentary. Sofie’s commitment to the magazine manifested through her patient demeanor, attention to detail, and willingness to go above and beyond her responsibilities.
For Gabriella, hiring Sofie turned out to be a godsend, even though her initial approach was less than genuine. Gabriella was beginning to see how much Sofie brought to the office, which she needed, although she would never express that explicitly. Gabriella was also conscious of Sofie’s need for approval; Gabriella was willing to dole out sparse amounts of praise inexchange for Sofie’s loyalty, and so far, the arrangement was working beautifully.
Gabriella gazed at Sofie, secretly admiring her creamy, porcelain skin and deep, dark brown eyes.
“I said that I love the color of the dress, and yes, your hair is so lovely.” Her eyes traveled down the curves of Sofie’s body, tracing the twin slopes of her breasts and then down past her waist. “But the fit is slightly off. Do you mind if I show you what I mean? I’ll need to gather the material around your waist.”
Sofie smiled at Gabriella, nodding her head to indicate consent. “Yes, please. Sure, it’s fine if you touch my waist.”
“Come,” Gabriella grabbed Sofie’s hand, leading her to a full-length mirror behind the office door. Placing Sofie in front of her, Gabriella stood back so that she could see her reflection. “See? The material should be gathered here.” Carefully placing her hands on Sofie’s waist, Gabriella pulled back the polyester material to emphasize her middle.
“And the dress should expand slightly, right here. Can I show you?” Gabriella asked again to ensure she wasn’t crossing any lines with Sofie. She wanted Sofie to feel comfortable with her.
And perhaps turned on by her… hmmm…
Sofie bobbed her head as she gazed at the mirror. Gabriella ran her fingers down to Sofie’s hips, feeling her body. She wanted to be respectful and professional, so the touch was short-lived, but it gave Gabriella a taste of something she ravenously craved. She saw gooseflesh run across Sofie’s bare arms.
Maybe she is as turned on by me as I am by her?
The women shared a moment where their eyes met in the mirror before Gabriella dropped her hands from Sofie’s body and quickly stepped away.
She knew if she didn’t pull back now, she would rip the dress right off of Sofie’s lovely body.
“Understand? That’s how a dress should fit.” Knowing that she was entering tempting waters, Gabriella assumed her usual dismissive attitude and moved toward her desk.
“Thank you. Yeah, I get it. I appreciate you showing me,” Sofie said sweetly. “I’ll keep that in mind when trying on outfits with the allowance.” Sofie stood still, waiting and watching Gabriella, presumably for direction.
“Good. Now get back to work. I need you to finish those corrections on the editorial, and I want the redo on my desk in thirty minutes. So, hurry.” Gabriella snatched away her attention, leaving Sofie to complete her tasks.
Fuck, I want her so much.
10
“Okay, perfect. That looks good,” Sofie muttered to herself as she scanned the edits. Earlier that day, Gabriella had given Sofie a list of tasks to complete, which included reviewing the size and placement of photos that were to be included in the magazine. While her boss’ lists were often not exhaustive, Sofie always remembered her responsibilities. She loved the opportunity to work in her field, and it appeared as though Gabriella found her capable.
These guidelines are strange; I’m not sure why such a trend-setting fashion magazine needs to be so conservative with its images. Does Gabriella decide these things, or is another force in place?Sofie thought to herself as she read over the rules for magazine editing at Deluxe Redux. But considering how her role at the office had grown over the past few weeks, Sofie was not about to criticize. Her primary focus was pleasing her boss and providing solid and efficient work.
