Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Razor gathered her gently into his arms and rocked her. He kissed her lips softly before reaching into the pocket of his cut. She heard the crinkle of a wrapper but couldn’t look. Something brushed over her lips, and she opened her mouth automatically.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Suck on your pacifier. That will help you settle down.”
She snuggled closer to him. The tension had evaporated from her muscles, leaving her floating. Even unable to concentrate, Honey knew he was right. She’d ask for a good girl spanking in the future.
Chapter 9
A couple of days later….
“Honey! Get your mind on your work! I’m waiting for those orders to be processed.”
Dragging her thoughts away from her time with Razor, Honey flipped through computer screens to find the files her boss had demanded. For the millionth time, she regretted he could see her while he sat at his desk with the inner office door open. She quickly double-checked the order against their stock and sighed in disbelief. He’d done it again. Pissed, she sent screenshots to her personal email address before standing and walking to Mr. Reynolds’ door.
“Sir? I’m afraid there’s a problem with the order….”
“Go make it right,” Mr. Reynolds snapped.
“I can’t, sir. It appears that the customer’s rep suggested a product we no longer manufacture. I think we’ve talked about this several times over the last three months.”
“Why the hell is it on the order form then?” he bellowed.
“I’ve taken it off repeatedly. The latest version has your name as the person who added it back on.” She mentally added, “as well as the last three did.”
“Then you’ll have to call the customer and tell them it’s your fault for not keeping tabs on the stock. Offer them bonus products to make up for it and deduct that expense from your paycheck. You have to do better, Honey. I’d hate to write you up for being incompetent.”
She’d followed his instructions like a doormat and subtracted a couple of hundred dollars in “bonus” items from her check in the past. It made a huge impact on her take-home amount. “I’m sorry, Mr. Reynolds. I won’t agree to that this time. If you’d like me to take it out of your paycheck, I’ll send a note with the amount to accounting. This was not my mistake.”
“Of course it is. You’re supposed to keep the order forms updated with the current supplies. That’s part of your job.”
She noticed the glint in his weasel-like eyes. He’d done this on purpose to cause her problems. Honey stiffened her spine. She wasn’t going to allow him to mess with her this much.
“It is my job to set up the forms and adjust them according to current production. Only you and I have access to change the options. The system notes the person who creates an additional product on the form. I’ll be glad to send you the screenshots of your name and the date for that selection.”
Al Reynolds slammed his hands down on the top of his desk, making her jump as he leapt to his feet. As she recoiled in fear, he demanded, “Are you accusing me of sabotaging the order form?”
The word sabotage rang in her mind. That wasn’t her term, but it appeared to reveal his plan. Was he doing this to get rid of her?
“I would never accuse you of anything, sir. I’m sure it was an innocent error. It simply wasn’t my mistake.”
“That’s it! I won’t put up with this incompetence. You’re fired. Go take your computer to the main office and pack up your desk. You’re done here.”
She stared at him in horror. “Mr. Reynolds, I’ve worked here for years. Since I was in high school. You can’t terminate me for someone else’s mistake.”
He waved his hand, brushing away her words. “I’m your boss. I can get rid of you whenever I want. Now is that time. I’ll call accounting myself to make sure your final paycheck is docked for your incompetence. Now, go.”
To her dismay, Honey felt tears prickle against her eyelids. She wasn’t going to let him see her cry. “I will be glad to hire a lawyer if you mess with my paycheck. I have no doubt a judge will understand what’s going on here.”
Al stared her down, expecting her to crumple and show weakness. Honey locked her knees that threatened to buckle and met his gaze head-on. A couple of minutes crawled by—each second seeming like an eternity.
“Fine,” he shouted, throwing his hands into the air. “I won’t lower your pay.”
“And you’ll pay my accumulated comp and vacation time as well as….” Honey tried to think fast to come up with an amount to demand. “A five-thousand-dollar severance package.”
“Why in the fuck would I do that?” Al’s glare alone could have killed her. The anger in his voice scared her, but Honey wouldn’t let the unpleasantness keep her from what she deserved.