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My tale The Thief & His Master
combines elements of shifters with a boss who likes doing things her way -- a little bit too much.
Here's a little Once upon a time ...
No way in hell the chick sitting across
from him was the boss. Damn, she could be swinging around a stripper pole,
bringing in plenty of cash. While her lips smiled, her eyes didn’t and a sense
of nervousness swept over Sven. What was he doing here? Sure, she didn’t hold
any true power over him, but wasting his time was bad enough.
A number of trophies dotted one shelf,
and he wished he could get up and take a look around the room in order to get a
better picture of who he was dealing with.
“What brings you here today, Mr.
Stephenson? I know you applied through a local job ad.”
The leading question didn’t bring him in
the right direction. Sure, he knew what was going on behind the scenes.
“Well, the job ad intrigued me,” he said.
“I’m a fast swimmer. Best in nationals, back home.”
“Swimming?” She cocked her head to the
side, as if trying to figure him out. “I’m not quite following where swimming
is coming from as part of the interview.”
With a shrug of his shoulders, he paused
a few beats before replying. “It’s just that I can maneuver places others may
not be able to. When I don’t know, I learn fast, and I’m multitalented.”
She leaned forward, and probably didn’t
realize she was giving a mighty fine view of her cleavage “And how do you
expect this ‘talent’ of yours to help you here?”
“Listen, you’re looking for someone to do
a job. The ad was pretty explicit, and it caught my interest. I’m graduating
from college soon and need to explore the, ah, opportunities out there. Do I
want to make ten dollars an hour as a manager at a hotel, or would I rather,
potentially, bring in a higher salary doing something a little on the edge?”
Madeline glanced through the paperwork on
her desk, and he noticed her take in the full trashcan of what looked to be
applications. She stood, walking around behind him. He sensed her near, perhaps
within touching distance, but he fought to not turn around. That would give her
some sort of power over him that he wasn’t willing to concede—quite yet.
A delicate stroke of fingers danced
across the back of his neck, so soft he almost didn’t feel it. He shivered, and
continued to look straight ahead. Her breasts brushed against his back, burning
an imprint through his shirt.
“And what of the consequences if you
don’t perform to your fullest extent?” she whispered in his ear. “Are you
willing to undergo reprimanding?”
Her breathy words traveled straight to
his cock, making him grow hard. He shifted, uncomfortable with her fast effect
“As I said, I’m willing to do whatever is
necessary for the job.”
Coldness settled on his back as she
stepped away, returning behind her desk.
“I think I’ll give you a try,” she said.
“A trial period. We’ll make a few runs and see how you do. Maybe I’ll get lucky
and you’ll disappoint me, and then we can have a little fun. Any questions for
The side of her mouth quirked up. He
didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what to say.
The job offer was faster than any he’d
ever heard of before, especially after a cold call. But wasn’t it what he’d
expected? The minute he’d seen the want ad, he’d known he was destined for the
position. If only all decisions in his life came as easy.
He thought it over and figured he’d
better ask before moving forward. He’d rather have more specifics. “What,
exactly, do you steal?”
“Mmmm, good question. I was wondering
when the subject would come up. Let’s say we don’t like to refer to it as
‘stealing.’ Instead, think about it as recovering items that have been lost. My
company works to return them to their proper owners.”
“A bit of a murky ground, ethically.” He
liked the idea.
“It helps to think of it that way.” She
arched one eyebrow, observing him.
“Tomorrow.” Madeline tapped his
application folder against the desk. “See Lucy in the main office to fill out
some more paperwork, a nondisclosure statement, all that fun stuff. She’ll show
you your room, and I’ll expect you to be packed up and back here this evening.”
“Packed?” he asked. He didn’t remember
the ad saying anything about living arrangements.
“Yes, when I say
it’s full-time, I mean full-time. Your time is my time.”
places an ad on ThievesList for an apprentice, she wants more than an employee.
She’s searching for her life mate. For only her
fated one possesses the strength to overcome the life-altering challenges of
Sven drops out of college for an enticing job. Although the want ad mentions
“discipline,” he doesn’t expect to find magic in the hands of his potential
shifts to a new reality. He’ll battle danger and his destiny to find his true
calling, and love.
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