When that was done, she made her way toward his office. She paused as she noticed the door was closed. Usually if it was closed it didn't mean anything good.
This was her job though, so she lifted her hand, and knocked. Seconds passed, and she heard some scuffling before Rex opened the door. His shirt wasn't on properly, and she heard the feminine moan in the background.
"What the fuck do you want?" he asked.
"Here, this is what you asked for." She pressed the folder against his chest. "I'm done for the day."
With that, she turned on her heel, grabbed her bag, and headed straight out of the office without a backward glance. How could a guy who was a complete and total bastard be one of the best lawyers in the world?
She heard Frank talking once about how he seemed to turn to gold everything that he touched. Rex was an uncouth asshole, and after what she had just seen, she knew it was time for her to start looking for another job. Leaving the office, she was halfway down the street when her cell phone started to ring.
Pulling out her cell phone, she saw Frank was calling her.
"Hello, Frank, what's up?"
"Why are you not at your desk, and why is Rex's door locked?"
Nora didn't want to cause any trouble. "I don't know, sir. You're going to have to ask Rex. I'm not feeling so well."
"I spoke to Lorna, and she believes that Rex is getting to you."
It wasn't a question. She made a note not to talk to Lorna when she was feeling really shitty.
"It's nothing, Frank. I'm not feeling well, and after I'd done most of my work, I was allowed to go. Send my love to Lidia. I'm going to hang up now. Talk soon." She hung up the phone, and turned it off. It was time for her to find a new job.
Rex watched as the blonde, Naomi he believed her name was, sucked his dick as if it was a fucking lollipop. He loved the way she worked him to the back of her throat, and she swallowed him down. There was no gag reflex for her, and it made him wonder if he could literally fuck her mouth.
"That's it, baby. Make it so good." He pumped in and out of her mouth, watching as his dick went slick with her saliva. Some of it dribbled from her mouth, covering those sexy ass tits of hers.
He closed his eyes, and tensed up as a brown-eyed vixen with a smart mouth suddenly flashed in his mind. Forcing Nora out of his thoughts, he basked in the feel of this woman's mouth.
Opening his eyes, he saw the file that Nora had given to him five minutes ago, and he gritted his teeth, and shook his head.
As he was about to grab the woman's head, he paused as someone started to bang on his office door.
"Rex, open the fucking door, and I mean now," Frank, his partner, and to a point, his boss, said.
Crap. Nora was the person to usually ward off visitors, or at least put a call through to warn him.
Pulling out of the woman's mouth, he tried to cover up his body as quickly as possible, knowing Frank wasn't going to be fooled by this. When Naomi had her body covered, and was reapplying her lipstick, he made his way toward the door, and opened it up. "Hey, Frank, what's up?" he asked.
Frank entered the office, and pointed at the woman. "Out."
"I'm a client."
"Yeah, and right now, your tits are hanging out. We don't need your business if it's about sex. Get out."
Frank was as blunt as they came.
Naomi scoffed, but like everyone else, left his office. Rex would have to send her something to make her feel better.
"To what do I owe the pleasure? I didn't know we had a meeting planned."
"Nora."
"Yeah, what about her?"
"She's not at her desk."
Rex moved toward his desk, and took a seat. "Yeah, she had an appointment. Something about girls and important stuff."
"Is that right?" Frank asked, folding his arms.
It was the same look that Frank gave when he was about to win a case.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What does he know?
Rex nodded. "I believe so. I was busy." Okay, for the first time in his life, he may actually be blushing, but it was no big deal. Nothing to worry about.
"I've just been on the phone to her, and she says she's not feeling very well. You're both lying to me, and you're going to tell me the truth now, or I swear you will live to regret it." Frank sat down in the chair that Naomi had been sitting on minutes before.
Rex didn't see a point in arguing. "She got me this file, saw what I was doing, and left." He needed a bit of stress relief.
Frank shook his head. "You're a cocky bastard, and that is going to catch up to you one of these days. Do you have any idea how good Nora is?"
"I doubt she would have appreciated me using her like that." He wasn't the kind of man to dip into the same woman more than a handful of times. The only reason Naomi had become a regular was because of her mouth.
"Get your head out of the gutter, Rex. If you took the time to get to know people around here, you would see that Nora means a hell of a lot more to people than just a quick fuck. There are women for that, I grant you, but not Nora. I had to deal with multiple complaints because I put her with you. She's one of the best fucking people we've got, and I decided to hand her to you, much to everyone's disappointment."
"She bakes cookies."
"She's the best damn PA this company has got. I don't see a lot of them staying behind to help work on a case, to get the necessary research in, or even to take the time to know the clients. She does all of that, and yet you're willing to throw her away because of what? Because you can't stand the fact you can't screw her?"
"I can pick my own PA. I don't need you to pick them for me, and besides, she sends me off to places with the excuse that I have an appointment. Guess, what? I don't, and I missed my real appointment!" Rex had never been so embarrassed in all of his life. His skills as a lawyer were impeccable, and for his client to berate him in front of witnesses for his lack of ethics had been the final straw for him. Larry Peterson was a well-respected businessman who was being sued by an employee for stealing her idea. Of course, Larry had all the backup needed to prove she was lying. Rex wanted the case, and he'd wanted to land Larry Peterson for the firm, but it had nearly been the end of his career. Fortunately, after he had been sent away for a couple of days, Larry called him up, apologized for the misunderstanding, and offered him the case.
Of course he had seen Nora around the office, and he'd even been nice to her, especially as everyone told him to go to her. When his PAs were struggling, he told them to seek her out, and she would help.
Running fingers through his hair, he slumped back in his chair.
"I believe Nora and that it was a genuine mistake. All of those years of working here, and that one mistake, which she rectified. Didn't you know she had sent a gift basket, and dealt with the apologies in person?" Frank asked.
Rex had been aware of it, but it was what was expected of her mistake. "Yes."
"If I was to fire everyone for their first mistake, you would have been gone years ago, Rex. You know it, I know it. You want to pick your PAs fine, but everyone is getting bored with the drama that you've brought to the office, more than once. Not to mention that half the time, they go to Nora. Give her a chance, and stop pushing her because I fear one day, she's going to quit. One mistake in all the years she has been here. Remember that."
Frank got to his feet, and Rex watched him leave the office.
Great, just great.
Now, he felt fucking guilty, and he didn't like it.
Sitting back in his chair, he spun around to look out over the city as he had done many times before. He liked Nora, when she was with someone else. He really did enjoy having a quick fuck in the office.
Picking up his phone, he dialed Alaric Patterson, his best friend.
"Hello," Alaric said.
"I've just had my ass handed to me."
"It's about time."
Rex rolled his eyes. "I don't know why I've even called you."
"Because you think I'm awesome. I thought Nora was supposed to be the bomb over there, and you're complaining about having a really good worker."
"I know, I know. I'm losing my fucking mind, and it's not good. Look, I've got to go."
"This has been a really messed up chat, Rex. You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." He had blue balls, and right now he didn't have a fucking clue what he was doing and it pissed him off. "Drinks later?"
"Not later. I've got a date with Bella."
"You're still going to go through with that?"
"You've got it. I told you, I know what I'm doing."
"And I don't?" Rex asked. His best friend was making a big mistake. He was going to make Bella Reed, the daughter of his enemy, fall in love with him, and then he was going to break her heart. It was a hard-assed plan, and he didn't know how his friend could go through with it.
How are you any better?
You're mean to the woman that was forced to work with you.