Billionaire's Single Mom

Elijah

I pushed the revolving door. The room was immediately silent like a lamb before the slaughter. I love how I can do that. With ownership presence and the overpowering ability to command real silence, that’s what I had over all of them. They were all my unsuspecting sheep ready and willing to take the path I set for them, whenever I wanted and the did whatever I asked. I have way too much power over these minions, but I like playing with them. It was fun.

Because I’m the assertive Harryionaire Elijah Elliot Hanson. Owner of the biggest Fortune 250 company this side of New York. Master of Logistics and a straight shooter all the way. I don’t accept anything less than what I expect from myself. There’s Jeff and Stan and Gary and Louise, all immediately in a hush as I enter the office making an impression. They can talk and fuck around in their own time, not mine. I have a reputation to maintain.

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I headed to the shipping office. I needed to get away from these pricks for a moment.

I fancied having a little fun, when I got there, Tompkins was there waiting for the elevator, and he was a real ass kisser. I could make him look like a real dick in front of the other staff.

The elevator opened and we all entered, the doors closed and the silence ensued us.

I spoke, “Tompkins.”

“Yes Sir," he replied nervously.

“Push the button.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Did you finish that report?” I asked.

“Yes Sir, I did.”

“Did you make sure it was correct?”

“Yes Sir,” he replied again.

“Did you get laid last night?”

“Yes Sir, um, oh dear,” he said as he buried his head in his hands.

The rest of the staff giggled as Tompkins went a blood-red color, he bowed his head and backed himself into the corner in retreat.

The elevator reached the fourth floor, the doors opened, and I stood to wait for the rest of the staff to leave. I casually walked out from the elevator and stood there as I pondered. I decided to have a brief walk around the shipping department and see what was happening. Everyone was busy responding to online requests or on the phone, so I randomly stopped behind one or two of them while they were on the phone and listened.

How many of them seemed to develop a stutter when I was around? It was fun but not very good for business, and I was being childish, even though I did like it.

I headed toward my office, and I could see Kendall by her desk, she was hot, very fucking hot. But at the end of the day, who was she? She was just a new starter who had been in the business for about a month or more and had proved to be a pretty good asset.

I leaned over her desk. “Anything happening, Kendall?” I asked as the doors swung back and closed behind me.

“No, no calls,” she replied.

“So, what have you been doing all morning?” I asked in my cheekiest tone.

“Um, I had reports to file, and meeting notes from yesterday to type up,” she said nervously.

“Ah, right, just checking,” I grinned as I eyed her tits.

“You dating anyone?” I asked as I noticed her full breasts.

“Er, not at the moment. Why do you ask?” She bit her top lip, and my cock twitched, growing thick and hard.

“Just checking, testing the water about whether to take you out or not,” I answered as I asserted my control.

“Is that wise? I mean, we work at the same place… It could be awkward.”