SIR (by Aria Steele) novel Chapter 4

I am not surprised at his vague answer. He's never been open about his personal life in all the time I've known him.

“How does it work, with getting assigned someone?” he asks.

I lean forward to pick up my drink again.

“If we get to the point where we’d consider your application, we have some forms that you need to fill out.” I take a sip. “We ask you about your experience, things that you’re interested in, things that you’re not.”

His eyebrow twitches at that, and I wonder if there is much that he wouldn’t be interested in trying.

“Then we have profiles for everyone that works here, and we match you to someone who is the most suitable to your… needs.” I explain. “We complete background checks, and as long as nothing comes back, you can begin as soon as your first payment clears.”

“I'm sure it’ll clear.”

“I have no doubt. I am not oblivious to who you are, Mr. Reid.”

This time his eyebrow does raise at me. I give him a closed-lipped smile, suddenly feeling a lot more confident in this scenario than I did at the start.

“What do you need to see to consider my application?” He asks.

“I need to see what you want.” I say coyly, putting my drink down and standing up.

He instantly stands as well.

I walk up to him, as he keeps his eyes locked on me, and when I'm right in front of him, I take my eyes off him to put my hand on his chest. It's another tactic that helps my clients get into the atmosphere, and while I’ve previously written this off as something I'm not going to do to my boss, as the conversation progressed, I find myself itching to touch him.

So I do.

My hand runs down his chest, then I slide it across his stomach until my fingers are running down his forearm. I flutter my eyes back up to look at him, feeling a rush of excitement at seeing him staring down at me, and I take the glass out of his hand, bending slightly to put it on the table beside me.

“Follow me.” I whisper when I straighten back up, and once again, I head off across the room, knowing he's already following me.

I pass the bar, and Nico holds up two different numbers on his fingers – 2, and 4. A silent gesture to tell me which rooms are occupied, and will show Mr. Reid the opposite ends of what I can provide here.

Each room in the club has a mirror. A one-way mirror. There is the door that the staff and the clients enter from, on the opposite side to the mirror. Behind the mirrors is a walkway, only accessible by a door that only workers have a key to. The door is also conveniently next to the guard’s post, so that they can monitor who goes in and out. It isn’t usual for clients to be here by themselves, not everybody consents to being watched.

The rooms that Nico tells me though, those clients have agreed to being watched in their applications.

I nod to Kai at the post, who smiles back at me. I unlock the door, pushing it open, and glancing behind me to see David not even two steps behind me.

The hallway is dimly lit, but once I unveil the one-way mirrors, they let more light in. As I walk, I continue my screening process.

“What are you primarily interested in?” I ask.

“What are the options?” He counters, and I turn back to look ahead so that I can hide my smile. I know these debating skills from the boardrooms – getting others to answer first.

“The main aspects are either domination, or submission. We get a lot of clients interested in both, some have a particular… fondness for one over the other. Then we explore your specific interests within each dynamic. You just need to choose which role you take.” I stop walking as I reach Room 2, and turn to face him. He stops in front of me. So close to me that I can almost feel his suit grazing me.

“I’ve never been very good at submitting.” He says with a playful look on his face.

“You would be surprised how many businessmen think that, and then it turns out to be the one thing they needed.” I whisper, making the look fall off his face. I reach out to my side, and flick a switch, the switch that reveals the room through the mirror to me. His head immediately turns.

Then he steps forward as he takes in the scene.

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