Daddy's Little Assistant (Daddy 9)

Chapter Ten

Kinley grabbed a paper on the way into the office and put it in her bag she carried every day.

She was excited for the day, and she planned to do everything she could to help Eli but also stay out of his way as much as possible.

Maybe Vic could help her find a laptop. She’d meant to buy one before now but hadn’t had anything significant to do with it, so she put it off. She’d gotten a lot of money from her parents’ life insurance and a from the airline they were flying when it crashed.

Vic waved to her as she got off on her floor.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning, Mrs. Bennet. Is there anything you need for me to do?”

“Yes.”

She couldn’t understand why the woman looked angry.

“Is something wrong?” Kinley asked.

“No, Foster needs you in his office.”

“Are you mad at me?”

“Not with you, dear. Why don’t you go on and help that man? I’ll inform Mr. Turner where you’re at.”

“Oh, good. Thank you.”

Kinley got back on the elevator and took a few breaths to steady herself before the door opened. She didn’t like Foster’s hands on her, and he was always touching. Sometimes getting close to touching her breasts, and he had rubbed against her butt more than once.

“Good morning, Mr. Foster. Mrs. Bennet said you needed my help?”

The man smiled at her, pulled her into the office, and shut the door. Apprehension skittered down her spine.

“Couldn’t we keep the door open?”

“No, it’s fine closed.”

“Where are John and Fred?”

“They’ll be in sometime soon.”

She thought about running out of the office. Her instincts were screaming for her, but she was afraid she was overreacting. But then Eli’s words came to mind, and she took a step toward the door.

“I forgot I have something to do. I’ll be back later.”

A hand slammed the door closed as she tried to open it. She shuddered in revulsion when he pressed his body against her hard enough she could feel his genitals.

“What are you doing, Foster?”

“I think you know, doll. I’ve seen the way you look at me.”

She tugged at the door. “But I haven’t. I want to leave.”

His hand slid up and down her side, touching the side of her breasts and her ass. Back and forth.

Tears slid down her face as she struggled. “Please, Foster.” Oh, God. She wanted Eli. Bile climbed up her throat. “Stop touching me.”

“But I think you like me touching you, but we have to keep it a secret. Bad things will happen if the bosses know.”

No, she thought. They wouldn’t like this. “When they find out about this, you’ll be gone.”

He pushed her hard enough against the door that her head slammed against it.

“Then let me put it this way. If you tell anyone at any time, I will go after the people you care about the most. How about that little cousin of yours?”

God, where was Eli? She’d never needed anyone as much as she did him at that moment. If she could hang on for just a little longer…

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