She needed a job, he needed a personal assistant. What could go wrong?
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My submission for this week's Book Hooks is from my 8th novel, Lessons in Love.
Pam Weston didn't have many choices as far as employment went. Her prison sentence saw to that. With limited secretarial skills, and an even more limited budget, she never considered herself executive material. So, when she was ordered to report to the CEO of her company as his new personal assistant, she fully expected to be checking out the "Help Wanted" section of the paper before the day was over.
Robert Peterson knew his management style was not HR approved, but he believed in using the stick as well as the carrot. Employing the tenets of domestic discipline, he helped mold his personal assistants into confident women who recognized their own self-worth. Even so, his unorthodox methods were only one of the reasons many considered the position of his assistant to be a revolving door. To Rob's mind, Pamela Weston was perfect for his purposes, though given her past he expected convincing her to agree to his program would be a challenge.
In this scene, which occurs in chapter eight, Robert Peterson is treating his new executive assistant, Pam Weston, to dinner at his exclusive club where he escorts her to a private dining room so she can ask her questions. However, when Pam refuses to sit down, Rob stands. The moment he does, Pam sits and picks up her menu saying she's not sure what she's going order. Rob steps over and asks her to take his hand. When she finally obeys, he holds her close and assures her she's safe. Once she's calm, he continues with his agenda by asking her how many rules she thought she'd broken that day.
"I only broke one rule today, sir."
"Interesting you see it that way. So, which one did you break?"
She glanced up to meet his gaze. "I didn't obey you."
"All right. And, how many times did you disobey my instructions, do you think?"
Pam had a sinking feeling she knew where this was leading, and she didn't want to go there. "Too many to count. Can we sit down again, please? I'm a little dizzy."
However, instead of taking her back to the table, he led her over to one of the armchairs by the sofa and pulled her down on his thighs.
She tried to resist, but her refusal was halfhearted at best, and both of them knew it.
"You don't need to hold me on your lap. I'd be content to sit beside you."
"I disagree. At the moment, I think it's necessary you are held and reassured, and guess who gets to make that decision?"
"You do," she replied, somewhat sullenly.
"Correct." A knock at the door cut him off. "Come in."
Lessons in Love (click to read first chapter)
M/F, DD on the executive floor.
If you're 18 or older, you can read the first three chapters at Lessons in Love
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