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 NSFW/Explicit  Female x Male  Dark/Violent  Slice of Life Don Giovanni (Pandilicious x Tanakalian)

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by Tanakalian, Jul 29, 2019.

  1. Tanakalian

    Tanakalian Dreamwalker Member

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    While on his plane, Giovanni Falcone, aged 52, was thinking about what to do with the shortage in staff at his club. He had been on a short pleasure-trip to Las Vegas, but flying back to Richmond. It had surprised him how easily it was for clubs and bars in Vegas hiring personnel, whereas he struggled to keep good staff, no matter how demanding he was. He paid a much higher salary than most of his peers, in return for dedication and hard-working. But in the two years since opening his club, only the dancers were still there. Hired bar-personnel stayed a month, two months, before often running away. He didn’t accept faults. One was met by a warning, two by a punishment, but almost all staff left after the warning. And yet he was certain that good staff would stay, just like his crew, his confidants, who ran the other activities together with him.

    Giovanni, no matter how nice the name sounded, was anything but nice. Not only has father, but his grandfather too, had been Capo di tutti Capi, Boss of all Bosses, of the Calabrian ‘nDrangehta, he was born in their stronghold of San Luca, and was rapidly on the way in taking over from his late father, who was killed by the Carabinieri, the Italian military police, a little over 4 years ago. The third ‘nDrangeta war had broken out, for a new Boss. Even at his age, Giovanni was considered too young for the top-position and the other Capi, bosses, had told him he should prove himself first in the biggest market, the United States of America.

    For any outsider, someone passing him in the street, Giovanni looked like someone in finance, maybe a lawyer, a handsome tall man, who kept himself in shape. There wasn’t a gram of fat on his body, he weighed around 182lbs, standing at 6’4” tall. His black curly hair would never stay in a model, but it was a feature that females seemed to like. Whenever he was out and about, he never had to look for a girl, they came to him. After high school, he had gone to Oxford University in England, finishing European Law, Business Administration and Accountancy in a little over 5 years. He had rowed the Boat Race on two occasions, part of the winning team each time, but to everyone he was the son of an Italian businessman.

    Which, if you thought about it realistically was true. His father ran the biggest Italian business, the Calabrian ‘nDrangheta. With an estimated turnover of over 53 billion euro a year, it surpassed the turnover of MacDonald’s and the Deutsche Bank together. It would be all his, upon his return, and election to be the next Boss. Yet, the longer he was running his club, simply named AA. The name of the organization he was born into, supposedly came from the Greek words Andras and Agathos, meaning Man and Good. The club was popular along the whole of the East Coast, attracting public in their hundreds every night. But because of the lack of good personnel, he had to work behind the bar himself more often than not, something he had come to love and even make him doubt at times into going back to Italy and taking up the position he was destined for.

    Upon his return to the mansion just outside Richmond, he had taken a shower, dressed back into his usual suit, but left off a tie this time. He opened his computer, fully secured of course, and had talked to one of his friends in San Luca. They exchanged only pleasantries, the weather, the girls, the food, but nothing else. His friend had been part of his crew back home, but because he didn’t speak any understandable English, he hadn’t come with Giovanni to the US. It was a real shame, for his friend would have been excellent with the customers. Although most of his bar-staff were males, Giovanni insisted on having a few females as well, for they brought in more customers to the bar itself. Unfortunately, none of the ones he had hired, and fired, was up to his standards, in every way possible.

    It had been a while since Giovanni had had a girl, not one for a night, that happened a lot, but one he could toy with, play with and use for his own pleasure. For not only was he the son of two Bosses, Gio was as dark, sexually, as could be. Even his father had often told him that his dark love for women would be his demise, but then with the next kill Giovanni had made for his father, from the first one, when he had taken out a policeman who came too close to the family, to the last, it had pleased his father and he had forgotten about the fact that Giovanni loved toying with girls and women. He had lost his virginity at a very young age, to a much older woman, but it had been the only older woman Giovanni had ever been with, and when he reached adulthood, he started expanding on his love for the dark arts of sexuality. ‘Gio, Gio, watch what you are doing with those girls, it will come back to bite you. Don’t forget who you are, my son’, his father had often said to him. He had never married, never had a girl coming too close to him, but the girls he had used for his pleasure had been countless. And many of those had come at their own accords. But, in all the girls he had, there had never been one that he had hired as bar-personnel, no matter how much he wanted that.

    When he had said goodbye to his friend, he opened Word and started writing down an advert. ‘Female bar-staff wanted at the AA-club. Salary above and beyond normal standards. Working hours usually in the evening, on Friday and Saturday into the night. Applications to be sent directly to staff@aadancing.com, before Wednesday coming 6pm’. It was a very short message, but all that was needed was in there. He called the College, to get an email from them to advertise it on their website and weekly newspaper. Even though he had placed ads before, he always called to check if the email-address hadn’t changed. Upon receiving the confirmation he had the correct address, he copied and pasted the text from Word into the staff-email-address and pressed send. He had been told the advert would be published on the site within the hour and in the next issue of the student-paper, which would be published on Wednesday, so in two days.

    Al he could do now was wait, the three previous times he had placed and advert for staff he received well over 50 applications. He cleared his agenda for the Thursday, to have the time to read every single one of them. He closed his computer, got into his car and drove the half hour distance to the club. He was expecting a large shipment from Colombia.
     
  2. Pandilicious

    Pandilicious Wild Member Member

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    Anastasia had been sheltered all of her life, she knew that there was things that she never really knew. She had always been curious about the world, wanting to travel. Her father was always forbid her to go anywhere, so much so that she was home schooled until she was a sophomore in high school, then she went to a public school, which was pretty neat for her. She was such a shy, and timid girl, but she was very persistent when she wanted to be, she never got into any trouble, but when her father began trying to give her rules when she turned eighteen and graduated, she ran away. She packed up everything and left. She was just so tired of being sheltered her whole life.

    Anastasia was a beautiful woman too, with her going to college now for a few years. She still was her innocent self. She had a very thin body, with her being only standing a half inch under 5 foot. With her luscious pale skin, well it wasn't tanned but it wasn't too pale white, but she got burnt pretty easily in sunlight. Her hair was a pretty hazelnut light brown, with some blonde tint on the ends. It was all natural, and her bright green eyes. It made her wanted by many, and she was oblivious to know what people wanted from her. She was glad that she went to college, she was studying and getting some bar tending classes, even on the side she took more classes, just so she could do more. She loved the life that she found here in Richmond.

    She had a few friends and she was now in a dancing team, but they hardly rehearse because they were really good and it was only once a week. She ran a hand through her long hair, thinking about how her hair was down to her waist. She had her hair up in a tight pony, with her hair being so long she had a few men hit on her. She really was nervous about all of this.Today, she was just at home doing her homework, biting the inside of her cheek when her schools email go a new email, it was about a new ad. It was going to be different, a lot more. She ran a hand to fix her hair, thinking about all of this.

    Her bright eyes clicked on the email reading it, her father texted her a few times and it was just insane. With her hourglass figure, she was wearing a crop top and some leggings, she wasn't really rich but i think she was going to be good. She bit her lower lip before she went to the email, writing a long paragraph.

    Hello there,
    My name is Anastasia Smith. I seen that you were needing some help in for your club. I would certainly love to help out. I have good work ethic, I can learn pretty quickly, so you could always teach me how to bar tend. I did take some classes so I do know how to make great drinks. I have yet to hear complaints about the drinks I make. I am eager to work in a club. I am only 23 but I am more than willing to work any shift,besides if you ever need some more dancers, I am in a dance team and I have no problem putting on a show. I never really worked before but I do hope that you'd take me in consideration. I am willing to come in early, or even to come and meet me. Look, I hope you have enough information, my number is 678-432-7899. Please text or call, or even email me, if you have any more questions. I do hope i put enough in for you.

    Thanks for taking the time for reading,
    Anastasia Rose Smith


    Anastasia read over her writing. She didn't really know what else to put. She tapped her fingers on her desk, lightly treading on the table top. Her bright eyes thinking, and she added an image so he knew what she looked like, and with that she sent it. She began pacing and went to go and make some coffee. Her heart was thumping, this might be the most different and outstanding thing. She bit her lower lip thinking about all of this. She shook her head and hummed her own song. She needed to begin thinking about all of this. Her bright eyes looking around as she began to clean her apartment up, she fixed her crop top as she thought about all of this.
     
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  3. Tanakalian

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    By 6pm on the Wednesday there were 87 applications, more than the previous times. After the first time and the very unfortunate way he had to fire one of the girls he had hired, he thought that rumours would be spread about his work-ethos and the demands he had for any new staff, but much to his surprise, every time he had put up a new advert, the number of applications had risen. Right now he needed one really good one, one that he could train and mold into a girl suitable for the job. Yes, he had very high standards and with that came big demands, but the pay made more than up for that.

    He never knew up front what criteria he would be using to invite girls for an interview. They were different every time, the main thing he always used was something of a hunch, the feel and vibe he got from an application. When he woke up on the Thursday-morning, around 6.30 as was his usual waking-time, he walked down to the kitchen, making himself a very strong, black coffee. As black and strong as the darkest corners of hell, where even the Devil shies away from, he used to jokingly say back home in Calabria. With the large mug in hand, he went into his study, opened up his laptop and started reading. Today he was specifically looking for a girl, and so he deleted all applications from the males.

    It still left him with 61 applications, which he read word for word. He wanted to narrow the group down to 10, girls he would invite for an interview at the club. The first read and the discarding of those he didn’t get that necessary feel for, brought the number down to 21. Still double the amount he was looking for. The ones he deleted really had nothing in common, nor had the remaining 21, apart from the fact they were all students. But, after having read so many applications already, he almost immediately picked out the over-achievers, the ones who used too fancy a language, often to try to make them look and sound better as they were. Some of the girls had attached pictures of themselves, some hadn’t. He wasn’t exactly looking for a beauty behind the bar. Just a normal girl who really wanted the job. Which is why he also deleted the ones with a picture of a super-model-like girl. Too gorgeous was bad for business, all men would flock to where that one was standing, causing queues.

    Of the 21 left, there were seven he was definitely going to invite and of those seven there were two who really stood out for him. One was a girl called Stacey who had some experience, the other a girl called Anastasia who had none. But, having just seven it also meant he had to select three, maybe four of the remaining 14. It took him four large mugs of coffee, his breakfast and lunch, to pick the last four, making the total to invite 11. He could have stuck to the initial seven, the ones he had been certain of from the first time reading their application, but he had done that the first time, only to have to come back to the applications, because none turned out to be the one he wanted. For each of the 11 he opened their application-mail, typing in a reply, with different times on the date he wanted them to come in.

    ‘Dear Anastasia,

    Thank you for your application at the AA. I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected for an interview at the club. I will be expecting you next week Tuesday, the 14th, at 4pm in the afternoon. Please be aware that this time-slot will be the only one available for you. If you cannot make it, can you please let me know, but unfortunately it means that you will not be getting the job if you don’t attend the interview.

    Kind regards,

    Giovanni Falcone’

    For each of the girls he changed name and time, double-checking if he had the right name and filling in their names in his agenda. The club was open 7 days a week, but he had invited all of them before working hours. Usually he would know within half a minute if a girl was suitable for his purposes and a few times he had sent a girl away after that half a minute, leaving them speechless and confused. But it was his club, his rules. When he had sent the last email, he closed off his laptop and went to the living-room, for a read and some relaxing. It always drained him, having to go through a day like this. Tonight he wasn’t going to go to the club.
     
  4. Pandilicious

    Pandilicious Wild Member Member

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    Anastasia was getting really impatient. Her nerves rushing through her as she was hoping that she would get an interview. She decided that the best course of action that she wouldn't be able to think about the one place she applied to that she wanted it. She ended up reading a book to keep her mind occupied. Her bright eyes ended up using them, thinking about all of this. She knew that it was insane just thinking she can have a quick escape with life. Her friends ended up messaging her, wanting to go dancing for you. She tilted her head as she read about a romantic scene in a book. It almost felt so real. As if she was there in the moment where the characters were there.

    Her breathing almost came to a stop, as she read this scene where they were in the shower, the man was pinning the woman against the wall, being so rough with her... What tore her out of her thoughts was her laptop making a noise, letting her know that she got an email. At first she forgot what it was, but she remembered. Oh yeah I sent that email, she thought. Remembering that she sent in for that job. She hadn't heard from her dad in awhile, she knew that he was worried for her safety, but she was totally fine, she was just a college girl, having fun with her friends that she went out with. She was just a normal girl who was having fun with her friends, not having really much responsibility. Only because she was getting financial aid.

    She was never really able to find what she was looking for, and sitting down at her desk, she read the email. She couldn't help herself but reading the email, that she got from the man who was hopefully going to hire her, she jumped up with delight. That meant she had to find the perfect dress for a interview. Of course she never had an interview for a club before, so what do they wear. Of course her best friend, Lillianna would have an idea to help her out. The next day she spent her day with her bestfriend trying to find a perfect outfit for the interview, shirts, skirts, and even shoes to match. She had to ask how to talk, she was such a goody two shoes of a gal, she knew that men had been over her trying to get with her while she was in college. She hoped that this would be her calling, what she truly wants to do, because she heard especially at that club, you could make really good money.

    After that Thursday, she went to class on Friday, only to party after school at her apartment with her dancing buddies, singing along to silly songs, for her to wake up with a hangover the very next day, which she drank a bit to get her hangover gone. She was truly having the time of her life, cleaning once more on Saturday before binge reading her books called the House of Night series. She just loved how erotic those books got, she was so into them that Lillianna was trying to contact her on her phone, but ended up coming over and taking her out to a nice dinner to celebrate. Lillianna was the first best friend she had ever had in a very long time and she was happy. Sunday came, and well, she had a long day, her father tried calling her, which after the fifth time of him calling, she had answered, talking about how well she was doing. She was roommates with Lillianna and life was good. She did tell him a little bit about the interview, not really getting into much detail, knowing just how much he was wanting her to be extra safe in a big town like Richmond. She wanted to be far away and she was glad she was away from her father.

    Monday she ended up doing some deep cleaning after school, and even did her laundry and putting it away. Soon before she knew it, it was Tuesday. She gasped realizing that it was her day for the interview. Lillianna made her some amazing breakfast to wake up to, and she decided to help her get dressed. Anastasia was so nervous, her breathing was really fast, her anxiety was going through the roof and Lillianna was there to help, but now she was getting dressed to her lovely outfit, a black pencil skirt, and some black heels with a white button up long sleeve shirt. It fitted her figure so nicely. She smiled softly as she looked at herself in the mirror. She ended up putting her hair up in a nice high pony tail, to keep her long hair out of her face. When she noticed the time, she was really nervous, even driving her way over there, taking deep breaths. She was really surprised at how fast the day was going. She looked so stunning in the outfit, she even looked professional, even. Having her own resume on file, which never worked a day in her life, but she did have some good life skills, but she could also learn a lot. Finally parking outside in the parking out, she stared at the building, she was so nervous she felt sweaty. She ended up putting lotion on her skin, making her hands so soft to the touch. She never had a tattoo, of course she wanted a new tattoo, well at least one.

    Her bright green eyes lit up realizing it was close to time, with that, she ended up getting out of the car, locking it, taking a deep breath as she walked to the building, her thin hands reaching out to the door, and opening it. Her nerves went through the roof, taking a deep breath she walked in as her eyes scanned the area, trying to figure out who she was meeting up with today, she heard rumors that he was so good looking, and dominant in just plain sight, that it made girls quiver and nervous, but she was only nervous for it being her very first interview for a job. She really hoped that she would get this job, almost to the point she would do anything to get this job.
     
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  5. Tanakalian

    Tanakalian Dreamwalker Member

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    At the time that he was expecting Anastasia to come to the club, he had already seen five of the eleven candidates for the job and so far it had been quite a waste of time and effort from his part. Even the girl he had marked up together with Anastasia as promising, the girl called Stacey, had turned out to be unsuitable, for she was covered in tattoos, something Giovanni very much disliked. Or rather, visible tattoos and the girl even had them on her hands. Giovanni had looked at her hands and told her she could go again. Especially in his father’s days it was seen as status for any of the members to have tattoos, but with Giovanni’s generation and those afterwards, they knew that they had to act as businessmen more, instead of criminals. He didn’t accept any of his crews to have visible tattoos, what they did under their clothing was their own business.

    Of the other four, one was slightly promising and he placed her on a virtual reserve-list. But he had six to go, including the girl that…. He was roused from his thoughts by a sudden burst of sunlight entering the club. He looked at his phone and smiled, he loved a girl taking at least the initiative to walk in, one of the girls had waited outside, for him to come and collect her. He had indeed walked out, only to send her on her way again. When he got up and walked to the door, the first thing he noticed was how short the girl was. He walked up to her, shaking her hand, a very soft hand, but he towered over her, he almost felt twice as tall as she was.

    ‘Welcome Anastasia, welcome to the AA, my name is Giovanni Falcone, I own this club. Will you please join me, for the first part, we will be going to my office in the back’. Giovanni spoke Oxford English, thanks to his five years in the English student-town. He guided the girl to the back, passing the main bar and while they walked past it, he glanced aside, noticing that Anastasia would never be able to work behind it, for her lack of height. His mind started racing, because she was making a fantastic first impression, both in her looks as her outfit. What she wore suited her very well and he absolutely loved her figure.

    Giovanni didn’t really have a certain type of girl that he would always go for, but height- and age-differences were definitely two of his kinks, if you could call them like that. He led her into his office, offering her a chair in front of his desk, while he sat down in his own chair. Giovanni very much liked what he was looking at, a sudden image popped up in his head of fucking Anastasia’s brain out on his desk. The girl bent forward, her tits pressed against the desk, while his cock was pounding the girl’s pussy. It actually turned him on to the point that he got hard and he had to really focus on his first question.

    ‘I really liked your application email, Anastasia, I felt it came right from your heart, with the words you used, which in my opinion is something good. What I am curious about right now, is the fact you said in your email that you’ve never really worked. Can you please tell me a little bit about your life up to now? Maybe start at the end of Middle School, when you were going to go to High School?’ It was a fairly standard question he asked, the information he would be given, should be given, would teach him a lot about her background, the sort of upbringing she had. Background was of major importance to Giovanni, he would never hire anyone who had lived in gang-like areas, for they could still have ties, in ways they never would know, to his own organization. He sat back in his chair, waiting for Anastasia to start, while he could have more fantasies about having the girl naked and at his disposal, to have his wicked ways with her.
     
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  6. Pandilicious

    Pandilicious Wild Member Member

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    Anastasia really never understood, well actually never really thinking that she had to wait outside for him. She was needing to meet this man, and just wait inside where it was cooler after all. She knew that tattoos could be seen as very unprofessional, which was another reason why she hadn't bothered getting them yet. Her thin, curvaceous figure was clean of tattoos and marks, no scar on her body. Of course with her eyes seeing how gorgeous the club was inside. She did notice the bar, well she was quite short, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't try to still be behind that bar. The clicking of her heels would hit against the floor with every step she took as she was trying to figure out who she was meeting.

    That question in her mind didn't stay for too long, for when she was greeted by a person. A smile came up on her face as she reached her hand out, shaking it, " Certainly, thank you for setting this up." She said honestly. With that she followed him, her hips swaying and the clicking of her heels against the floor with every step she took. Her steps were light, yet confident. She did look at the bar, as they passed it, for she knew that she wanted to be a bartender, she didn't care if she lacked in height, she would definitely work her hardest. As she went to the office, and with him offering her to sit down, she sat down. Her eyes staring right into his. She couldn't help but bite her lower lip, not that she was nervous, she really was but with how he was smiling, and eager he was for her to get the show on the road, talk about her. Was this really needed to be in an interview.

    " I don't know if there is much to tell. I appreciate that you do like my application, I tried to put what you would need in there." Sighing a little as she crossed her legs. Her smooth, thin legs showing as she sat there in the seat. She smiled at him and said, " Alright, well I was home schooled up until I was a sophomore, my father never really let me go out of the house, never really let me play with the neighbor kids. He always had me clean, and do chores, but when I was a sophomore I did go to public school, which it was hard because I wasn't really up with the classes, but it was fun. After I graduated High school, a few years ago, I ended up running away and coming here to Richmond. So far, my father checks in every once in awhile thinking i am being simply stupid or something, but really I just have been going to college. " She felt like she told him a lot more. " Sorry I felt like I had to go up till how I am now, since really there was nothing to really tell, cause while I was at home, with my mother, my father was out drinking, but then she died and he didn't want to teach me anything, so he let me go to school."

    She was getting nervous, it was him. How tall he was compared to her, she placed her hands on her lap, folded nicely as she never left her gaze from him. It made her curious about a lot of things, suddenly remembering her books that she had been reading. It was weird, why would she suddenly think of that. She smiled at him, " Was there anything else you need to know?" She asked curiously. Oh which reminded her. " Oh yea! So, I seen how tall that bar was, I really don't mind taking up the challenge, I know my height has troubled me before, but I won't let that get in the way." She said with a soft smile. As he could tell, she was quite stubborn, a girl who knew what she wanted, clearly.
     
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  7. Tanakalian

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    He had never met anyone being homeschooled, to him it was a strange concept that people could keep their children from school and from meeting and hanging around other kids. But he knew it existed and was possible in the US. But as a European man, an Italian, the whole concept was alien. It made kids to what they were, for him it was an important phase in life. But the girl sitting opposite to him, a very feisty girl, determined as well, seemed to have built herself her character. He really loved how she seemed to want the job more than anything. He knew that she was going to get her chance behind the bar, for he had already taken his decision of progressing her to the next stage, but there was something about her story that stuck to him.

    He didn’t think that she’d have gone from being the over-protected girl to completely going crazy now that she had ran away. She seemed every inch dedicated to make her college-studies a successful one, but at the same time he saw something in her looks, in her figure, that he thought he could mold into a real addition to his organization. And he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wanted to use her for other purposes, personal purposes. He kept having the image of using her for his own benefits and he couldn’t help but have a big smile on his face. If felt like a nice challenge, if she was so desperate to work at the club, behind the bar, he would give her that chance, to give himself the chance to have her for himself and use her in all her holes.

    He pushed his sexual thoughts about the pretty girl opposite him to the back, hard as it was, there were more pressing matters at hand. ‘Actually, what is it that you study? I ask because of the working hours, our busiest times are usually during the evenings and nights in the weekend, but it happens that as early as midday on Thursday or Friday the club gets heated up with company outings. You will need to figure out a way around your study and eventually working here, because I demand full dedication. If you are successful in getting the job, I will pay you a hefty salary, but I don’t want to waste my money on some girl who cannot make it to work because of other things. Knowing what it is you study, might help me work around eventualities’.

    He had finally managed to get his minds back to normal, and his arousal had disappeared, in order for him to get up, walk around his desk and sit on the very edge of it. He easily held his foot on the ground, despite his desk being a taller version, a heightened one. He looked attentively at the girl, curious as he was how she would be responding. ‘Before you answer, I want to add one thing. I know I demand a high standard, one mistake and there will be a warning. A second mistake is followed by punishment. Don’t take it lightly, thinking I will let it pass easily just because you are a pretty girl’. He folded is arms, eyeing the girl up and down. He was actually wondering what sort of underwear she was wearing.
     
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  8. Pandilicious

    Pandilicious Wild Member Member

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    Anastasia felt so interested in this guy, feeling so curious about all about him. She never felt so curious about anyone in her life. She watched him as she knew that she went to school. Of course she finished her bartending classes, but now it was business, and she only went early in the morning and slept a little bit. She seen no problem with working for him. Of course wanting to know how to run a business would be fun and that's why she taking those classes. She watched him carefully, as he moved around. Every aspect of him made her more curious. She tilted her head at the thought. Her bright colored hair that shined in a different essence. "Look my schooling is important to me, but a good job is also really important to me, if anything.. I have a little bit more time, then I can only focus on my work. " She couldn't help but excited at the thought of him punishing?

    How would he ever punish a young girl like her. She stayed still in her seat, taking in every motion he made. She couldn't help but grin at this. She nodded, " I totally get it, you want people serious about their job, I will be 100 percent committed to this company, there is so much to learn after all." She said a bit with excitement in her voice. She looked up at him as she thought about this. " Oh I would certainly hope you wouldn't be easy on me just because I am pretty, if anything you could be rougher with me," She said with a innocent smile. Her face got red just at the thought of this. She never got to experience anything like that, but she was getting excited about this. Her left leg that was on top of her right leg, sliding her leg down, pressing against each other. She had a feeling he was really curious about her. She smiled thinking about all of this.

    Finally standing up to lean against the arm of the chair. " I agree with you, really.. You are a serious businessman, and maybe, if you want, maybe there is a program as long as I stay here I can work towards to earning credit to getting my degree in business. Because I do want to have a good degree behind my belt, and well, learning from someone who clearly knows what they want, i see it as an opportunity." Sure she was innocent about sexual things, but she was smart enough to know what she wanted, and she knew her way around the school system. There was just something about him that drew her more towards him. Wanting more from him in a way without her body knowing what it was missing. She smiled lightly as she thought about all of this. " What do you think, sir?" She asked. " Are you up for a challenge, because working in a place like this is my dream."
     
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    He wished he could read her mind at that moment. Or rather, read how her body was reacting to him. He had a very strong feeling she was still a virgin, maybe she looked at porn, but he was pretty sure she never had a man and definitely not a man who would push her boundaries so far out, she would become like jelly in his hands. It really was the innocent smile that gave it away. There were two types of innocence, played and genuine, and hers was genuine for certain. Why else would she blush when she mentioned rougher. He wondered, really wondered, if her getting up was because she was getting aroused. Maybe he’d ask her, one day, but not now.

    ‘Well, Anastasia, so far so good. I would like you to come back for a test-run, to do a shift behind the bar. There is a corporate event tomorrow, from 11am until 5pm. Lunch will be provided for the guests by a caterer, so you won’t have to worry about serving food. Basically there should be two peak-moments, when the guests arrive and the last hour, when they have a possibility to have some drinks. I will be behind the bar as well, in case something goes wrong, or if you cannot keep up. The rule of mistakes doesn’t count in a test-run, but that doesn’t mean you can think to take it easy. There is one small matter though, I require female staff to wear a dress behind the bar, if you succeed tomorrow, you will be given money to purchase said dresses. For tomorrow, any light-coloured dress will do. If that is a problem, you can wear this outfit, but I prefer a dress’.

    Again the same image as earlier popped up, it was funny how it kept happening, he was more than curious about her, and that in itself was quite a unique thing. Almost always girls threw themselves at him, but it was rather boring for him. Nine out of ten of those girls did it for his money, thinking he could provide a way out of their pathetic lives. But a girl, like Anastasia, who so easily made him interested in her, that was a rare occasion. One he loved, those girls were the ones he would go the distance to get them where he wanted them.

    ‘Now then, before I am going to send you on your way for now, let me show you around the club, give you a quick tour, so you won’t be completely unprepared for tomorrow. Please join me’. He held out an arm, for Anastasia to link in to, before heading out of the office. ‘There are three larger areas. There is a big one at the back, where we have guest-DJ’s in the weekend. We’ve had David Guetta a few weeks ago and Armin van Buuren will come next month and in two months I’m expecting Deadmau5. The corporate events will be in this room and over there on the right is an extra room, for very large functions.

    We plan on refurbishing this part somewhere early next year, to make it more into a restaurant-area, with some TV’s for sports. A survey has taught us that there is demand for it’. He guided her behind the bar, showing her a door in the middle. ‘This door leads to our storage room, you won’t have to worry about changing beer-barrels, we have three very large tanks underground, which link to the beer-taps. Once a week we get a refill from the breweries. But all other drinks and glasses are to be found here’. He walked away from behind the bar, towards the front door and opening it. ‘Please come here tomorrow at 10.30am, so we can go through a few details, before your test-shift starts’. He said his goodbyes to her, for now, letting her walk out and locked the door behind her. He needed to think and read the other applications again, for he was definitely up for the challenge with Anastasia.
     
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    Anastasia knew that this was a once in a lifetime adventure. It made her curious about it even more, and even her father not liking her working in the most unsafe and unprotected place.. It made her want to do it even more. She felt like she was a rule breaker, not that she didn't care for her dad, but she was lashing out for how many times he belittled her, or even made her feel worthless. Of course she wasn't the one to really spill her beans about stuff like that. She was quite surprised at how his demeanor was. It made her curious to learn more about him. She was curious as to how he got along with females who were... closer to him?

    With her being so innocent she really didn't think about sex all too much, or fantasizing about people, but that book, and where she was at, and how attractive the man was that was in front of her, it almost made her feel wild. Fixing her skirt effortlessly. She was curious about what she was going to go through for this job.. A test run? She felt even more excited than before. "Oh no, I definitely think I have the dress for the occasion. it is a nice dress. " She was eager for the challenge, and she had a short dress, but no one was really going to be behind the counter were they? Well he was, but he was professional and won't be able to get distracted, will he? She really was trying to figure out his type, what kind of person he was.

    Her arm ended up linking with his as he had offered his arm up to her, she was quite shorter than him, and she just realized the height difference, it made her picture her being just thrown around. She needed to stop thinking so naughty like that! She was a good student who fought for what she wanted, doing whatever in order to get what she wanted. In this case, it was a job and if she had to go through a test run, which had never done it before. She had faith that she could handle anything that she could be thrown in her way. Seeing how beautiful the place was, and where everything was. So, she was basically hired? Right? Well, she did have to go through the test run tomorrow. She wondered if she should wear her hair down, afterall she was only serving drinks and booze. " Well that is really a cool system you got so you don't have to worry about filling them up yourself cause that would surely be a job." She commented in a teasing manner, but she blushed a little before she shrugged at the idea, she turned around to get the justice of how tall the bar table was compared to her.. She could do this if she had the right shoes, and she does.

    She grinned happily before looking and everything that he was showing her, making sure she took it in. She eagerly followed him to the door, she was so excited she might have to calm down before going to bed, knowing that she had something to do, she was sure of it, she was just forgetting. " Thank you, I'll definitely show up right on time." She said as she said her goodbyes and left for her house. Her night went pretty fast as she was gossiping to her roommate bestfriend about everything and she was excited, even wanting to pick out the dress that she would wear. Anastasia ended up passing on the couch, but forgetting that she had her own room, she woke up just at 8 o'clock. With her realizing the time she ended up taking a shower, eating some breakfast before making sure she wore the right dress . Once she put on her heels, making her just a few inches taller, hitting 5'1". She would be able to bend over and reach customers with the shoes she decided to wear that matched the dress.

    She ended up calmly driving to her hopefully new work. Having her hair curled and half up with a crown braid in her hair, sticking around her head. It was so elegant how she looked, also professional. Once she was there. She wasn't sure if she should try coming in. She tapped on the door before trying to open the door, " Hello? Sir, I am here." It was 10:26 by the time she had gotten to the club.
     
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    After having locked up and gone back to his office, he sat staring at the other applications for half an hour, before cancelling all their interview-appointments. He kept the message simple, a perfect candidate had shown up, who he had hired, but their details would be kept on file in case a new position would arise. And even if Anastasia would not manage behind the bar, with her business-studies, he would keep her in his employment, she could become his assistant and more. He went to bed early, to rise early as well. He wasn’t much of a sleeper, but a little more than he had been in Italy, where he always had to be on guard for the carabinieri or the local polic

    He woke up with a massive morning-erection and the first thing he thought about was again that same image, of fucking Anastasia on his desk at the club. To him it didn’t matter what hole he would take her, pussy, ass or throat, all three would do perfectly fine for him. And while he kept thinking about the things he would do to her in the beginning, he masturbated and shot a nice load of cum, before heading in the shower. Yes, he thought to himself, Anastasia would be a good worker, but all the other things were what he was really interested in. Make her his own, make her submit to him, and take her to the dark side.

    After a hearty breakfast, he made himself an omelet Calabrian style, and his usual mug of black coffee, he drove from his mansion to the club. His house was much too large for a man alone, not even counting the enormous underground bunker, where several thousands of pounds of cocaine and heroin were stored. It was his emergency-stash. The bunker was situated under a large swimming-pool and no-one from outside who had ever visited his house in the woods, could imagine what was beneath it. The bunker was built in the 60s, at the height of the Cuba missile-crisis. His mansion had 7 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms, together with some other rooms, furbished to his own personal state and liking, including a nice cellar.

    He made it to the club for 9am, making sure the fridges behind the bar were all stocked up. Only one round of coffee would be served, but that would still take its time, for the expensive coffee-machine he had imported from Italy could only make a maximum of four coffee at the same time. He was done by quarter past 10, and made himself a coffee, sitting down at the bar, having another quick glance around, nodding satisfied. A little before half past 10 he heard a soft knock on the door and went to open it. His smile became very broad when he saw the dress Anastasia was wearing. ‘Good morning, girl, please come in, you’re perfectly on time’. He closed the door behind her, walking with her to the bar, where he grabbed her wrist and swung her around. ‘Let me have a look at you, mmhmm, excellent choice of dress, exactly the kind of length I had in mind. And it suits you very well’.

    He let go of her arm, and gestured for her to come behind the bar again. ‘Since this is a test-run, I shall do the coffee this morning. I cannot and willnot expect from you to master a strange coffee-machine. I want you to take care of everyone who doesn’t want coffee. Because of our license, we are not allowed to serve alcohol before midday. Anyone who asks for it, you will have to deny them in a friendly manner. There’s no reason to be nervous, I’ll be with you the whole time. And if you do well, you’ll not only be hired for the job, but as a bonus I will take you out for dinner tonight. Good luck’.
     
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    Anastasia was quite surprised at how this was. The way he was moving around, she did come in, with her long hair pinned half up with her braided crown, just enough to have some hair out of her face so she could see what she was doing today. She raised an eyebrow, she was very eager to be a champ today. She wanted to make sure she could rule this day, this test run. She had twirled, her hair lifted up, smiling at him, " Well I was hoping you'd approve, I just hoped this was nice enough for you." In a way, it was for him, wasn't it? He made the rules.

    She moved her hair to the back of her as she went to go behind the bar. Her clicking of her heels, it was certainly something. The way the cool air hit her smoothened legs, they were so vulnerable, and she knew that she would be too, if she worked here, she had a feeling he would want to know everything about her. She nodded about this. She went to make sure to see where all of the drinks were, just to make sure she won't forget, sure she had some memory problems but it didn't stop her doing what she loved. She was really glad that he liked it, but she was curious if he would really really like it, because underneath, she had the same color of undergarments. Lacey even at that. She wasn't really coming prepared but as a big what if.

    "Dinner?" She asked her eyes sparkling, " That sounds fun, I am up for that challenge." She said with a happy grin. She could tell people no, it was easy. She did it to her father for so long. No one can be as bad as her father. She stood up fixing her skirt as she watched his hands work with the machine that was foreign to her. She smiled lightly at him and nodded. " Certainly. Rules are definitely rules for a reason," She said as her hand went to the counter, her fingers making the time to tap them before she turned over to look and watch the clock. She smiled softly just thinking about how interesting and new this was going to be for her. At this point, she was getting nervous just at this first gig, but he was right there, so she was really glad that he was, because if he expected her to know how to use that machine? Bartending school never showed that machine, ever. " Of course, I can handle this, besides I can certainly tell people No." She said kindly as she sat there waiting. Her skirt riding up then riding back down in a teasingly manner, of course she didn't even realize this.
     
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    When at 5.15pm the last of the guests had left, Gio got himself a large draft-beer. Anastasia had done good, as good as could be expected from a girl that had never worked before. The issue of her height was still an issue. For a function they just worked together it was no problem, but he knew for certain she wouldn’t be able to serve the really busy nights, wearing heels all night long. If the club was packed, for instance for the nights with guest DJ’s, she would ruin her feet. It had happened before and it would happen again, where-ever in the world. It was almost an unwritten rule, working behind a bar, you wore flat shoes. But it was a small issue in his mind, because she was a breath of fresh air behind the bar.

    At one point he had kneeled down, pretending to ties a lace in his shoes, but he had in fact looked at the height of her heel, and the space right at the floor. It would be only a small adjustment of pouring something concrete-like to add just enough to the floor, for Anastasia to be able to wear flat shoes. It was an adjustment he was prepared to make, to keep her, for her work-ethics were fabulous, she was fantastic with the guests they had and kept an eye out for refilling the fridges. The most important thing for him was that they worked together as if they had done that for years. She was very eager to learn and she was quite the dream to look at.

    More than once, looking at her swirl past him, especially at the end of the event, he had images of her working naked behind the bar. She was more than just a pretty girl, but in a good way. She had also been quite docile towards him, at a few moments even submissive. It was a hunch he had, but it added to his reasoning of wanting to hire her. And keep her for himself. Thinking of it, made him grin, when his faced was turned away from her, she’d be the boss’s girl, the best position to be in. He sat down at one of the tables in front of the bar. Most of the clearing was done by the caterer, they had rinsed off the glasses and left them to dry. The evening crew would come in at 7.30pm to take stock and refill what was necessary.

    ‘Get yourself a drink, Anastasia, whatever you want and come sit down here’. He waited for Anastasia to get her drink and sit down, before he continued. ‘First of all, you’re hired. Unlike other bar or restaurant-owners, I will not pay you per hour. You will get a monthly salary, and we’ll work out your hours later. Your starting salary will be $ 2,500. It is a lot of money for a student, but as I have warned you, I demand a lot in return. There is the issue of your height, but I think we can work around that, by adjusting the floor behind the bars. I think from my part, I am making it clear enough that I want you. Oh, there is one more thing, when you sign your contract, there will be a secrecy-addition. Anything and everything you will see and hear at the AA stays here. If you break that secrecy, you will be sued for at least 10 million dollars, but other punishments might occur. But I genuinely hope you will not break my trust.

    Now then, a toast, welcome to the AA. I hope your time here will be something in many decades from now you will think back of as the best time of your life.’ They clinked their glasses, his nearly empty already, for he was thirsty, but if it was, he’d just get himself another. The perks of being the owner sometimes just were too good. ‘Now then, dinner. I know a nice little Italian, a friend of mine runs the place, he’ll clear a table for us if we show up. Do you want to go home first to get changed? For me you don’t have to, you look fabulous as is’.
     
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    Anastasia was on top of her game when it came to show time, sure she was wearing heels, but she had to, seeing the bar and how high it was, she had to wear them in order to be able to reach the customers. She knew that she technically supposed to wear flats, but who knows. She ran a hand through her hair thinking about all of this. She knew she looked sexier with her heels on, and frankly, the customers were loving what she was wearing. She didn't mind the length of the dress, she knew that she was going to have to get some fancier dresses before her first day officially on the job.

    She was far more determined than most people her age. She knew that yes her living in a home schooled, sheltered life helped with that, but normally people would be more shy. Of course, she was shy, being that she was a virgin and never even had a kiss with anybody. She felt like she was lacking, but the time they were done, she was really glad, and hearing how he wanted her to get a drink, how demanding he was. Sure, a guy with that much money, and power, and even good looks, would definitely make them a high maintence type of guy. She went to sit down after she got herself some kind of marionberry ale. She walked over and sat down across from him. It was nice to sit down after so long, they were a good team with them working together. She couldn't help but look over and watch him, " I can certainly take that challenge. I am sure I will live up to your expectation." She took a sip of her ale, loving the flavor that coated her soft, ample tongue.

    She smiled really happily, " I Promise I won't be stupid or do anything stupid to break that. I am really mature for someone my age." She said honestly. She took a few more drinks, she was quite thirsty especially with how much running around she did. Oh yea! She got so wrapped up in the customers that she almost forgot that he wanted to take her out for dinner, if she did well, and she did amazingly. She smiled and said, " Oh wow, that must be nice, to have those kind of connections. I don't need to change. I think it'll be a nice change." Her going out with her new boss. Was that normal? She couldn't help but eye him. She was curious about everything, how long he had been doing this, and if he enjoyed what he did. " Thank you for the kindness. To be able to change some things so I don't have to wear heels. I'll even be even faster than today." She said happily. No customers really got upset at her for her telling them no alcohol because it did happen twice, but then they'd try to openly flirt with her, but for her... It was completely new!

    She smiled sweetly at him as her legs stayed close to each other, not really showing off any undergarments or anything. She finished off her ale, which it was an amazing ale. She loved drinking ciders. She leaned back as she thought about all of the changes. " When were you wanting me to work next?" She asked curiously. She would drop school, but she was almost done with school she was excited. " I almost am done with school. I go early in the morning 4 to 10 for school hours. I only get a few hours of sleep each night, but I am so excited I am almost done with my degree." She said happily. She really didn't think she'd be done so fast.
     
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    He was thinking to himself when he could get the adjustments to the flooring done. With the organisation’s octopus-reach, he could get a builder in on the following Monday and have it done in a couple of hours. But he wanted her in before that, not to work, but to learn. ‘I think it’s a good idea if you come in Friday- and Saturday-night. But not to work, to watch and observe. You have done more than well, this afternoon, but a packed club is something completely different. If you are here when it’s really busy, you can learn from it, which will only help for when you get thrown into the deep end’. It wasn’t uncommon for him to ask a new girl to come in and watch, especially one with little or no experience in a place like his.

    Her admission of being nearly done with school was even better, he could then offer her a job straight away, to come and work for the organization, to drag her into hell and keep her there for his pleasure. ‘Well discuss your exact working hours and the amount of time you still need for your studies at a later stage, girl. If you prove yourself in the time that rests you at school, I could consider offering you a permanent job with me, straight after you finish school’. He got up from his chair, picking up their empty glasses and putting them on the bar. ‘Now then, dinner, you can leave your car here, we’ll go with mine. After dinner I will drop you off here’. He held a hand out for her to take it and together they walked to his car. His car was parked inside the building, at the back, for its price. He had imported his Lamborghini Huracan Performante Spyder, personalized of course, with extra safety glass for protection, directly from Italy. It was such a unique car that it would always be the only one made to his demands.

    He rarely took it out for a spin, not because he was afraid something would happen to it, but for the stupid speed-limits in the US. His car was made for the long roads the US definitely had, but it was also made for great speed. With a top-speed of 201mph, it always felt betrayal to keep the speed low. But taking Anastasia out in it was purely to be a show off. He opened the garage-door, got in the car and reversed out of its space. He then helped the small girl to get in at the passenger side, before he fired the engine up. The typical roar of the Lamborghini echoed between the buildings, for the car was a true beast.

    With a normal car it would take about fifteen minutes to get from the club to the little Italian restaurant, but Giovanni made it in six minutes. He parked right outside the door, immediately attracting a few people, who started taking pictures of the car. It was useless to wait until they were done, because other onlookers would come after. He got out of his side, helping Anastasia, before walking into the restaurant. They were greeted by his friend, with whom Giovanni spoke in quick and thick Calabrian. Even for someone with a good knowledge of Italian, their accent was almost impossible to understand. His friend then walked off, telling a couple eating at a table to move places. The man had a glance in his direction, but did as he was told.

    When they sat down, a couple of minutes later, at a very secluded place, where none of the other guests could see or hear them. A bottle of Calabrian wine was brought, and the owner of the restaurant poured two glasses, before leaving them to it. Giovanni raised his glass, ‘A toast to you, Anastasia, for becoming my newest employee, challenge and also a bit of a project. Cheers’.
     
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    Anastasia thought it was cool he wanted her to come in, and watch. It was a fun thing and she could really get lost in this place. Being intrigued by the customers. It was certainly going to be different. She bit her lower lip thinking about all of this. She raised an eyebrow as she thought about how cool it would be to learn and watch. She was going to make sure she wore heels. She thought about what day it was, she was just so surprised that he was willing to have her come in, and everything. " Absolutely, I would love to come here and watch. Thank you, I know that I can learn a lot here." She was actually really excited about learning from this place.

    Her mind was completely running around, was he really serious? For a permanent job? Here? That would be her dream. After all, she would be able to benefit the club in multiple ways. She was even more surprised when she went to his car. She was afraid to get in, only if she was going to ruin the car, or mess it up somehow. Well it was certainly going to be fun, she had ended up grabbing her purse, checking her phone. She ended up texting Lilly a bit about some things. Walking to the car, she was just in awe. Her hours were going to be discussed, well that was nice to know that it will be discussed. She was hoping it would be. Now she was focused on the dinner, well she wasn't sure really. She tilted her head thinking about how this was going to be, a different kind of adventure than she was used to. Of course she didn't think he was into selling drug cartel or anything, she just thought it was a true club where people go to have fun, and there was dancing girls, and drinks, along with music.

    She was ultimately surprised that they got there so fast. Once she got out, what was new was people staring for the reason they were staring. Everyone when she was in school always stared at her weird because she didn't really get the socializing aspect of life after a few months. She was definitely different from the rest of girls. She knew how to dance, and a little bit of singing, but she really didn't want to boast about her talents. Instead she kept them hush hush. Soon, she tilted her head, but then went to go follow him, " Wow that car is really nice." She said with a soft giggle. She was so amused by the oddest of things, but she hadn't been in a nice car like that. It was really nice, good for a change.

    Maybe she could save up and get a nice car eventually. When she followed him, she was just in awe with everything around them. She was hungry, and yet really excited about getting some food, and learning more about her new boss. She felt a little dizzy from how fast she drank that ale, but she was really thirsty. She did look at the man, who was her new boss's friend, his accent was so hard, so felt so stupid for not really understanding what he was saying, but soon she was seated, after someone was moved from their seat. She felt bad for them, that they had to take time away from eating to move their places. But, she was now sat down, her legs naturally crossed without her thinking about it. Her bright colored eyes staring up at him with a sincere smile. " Thank you, I am excited for this new adventure." She said with a happy smile. She had raised her glass towards him, before she clinked the glasses with him.
     
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    The booth they sat in was small, not spacious enough for them to be sat far apart. Giovanni repositioned himself slightly, making his right leg brush against her left, which felt as if it was elevated a little. When he glanced down, quickly, he noticed she had crossed her legs, sincerely wondering why she’d do that. If he would reach his hand down, he could easily push her legs apart, such was the vicinity they were at. He turned his head towards the girl next to him, smiling warmly at her and as if by accident he put his hand on hers. It was a natural gesture, but his whole hand covered hers, making it almost impossible for her to pull her hand away.

    ‘I am a very curious man, Anastasia, investigative even, about the people I hire to work for me. Over time you’ll probably learn why I am like this. In the four years since opening the club, I have had some problems with staff, nothing that couldn’t, and wasn’t, sorted. It is why I am very cautious who I offer a job. You can count yourself in a special position for being here with me’. He took a sip of his wine, letting it roll around his mouth for a little while, before swallowing and continuing. ‘Where I originate from trust is extremely important. Trust can both be earned, but it is also demanded. The secrecy-clause in your contract is an example of demanded trust’.

    He very lightly rubbed his thumb over the girl’s small hand, her skin was soft and it gave him a warm feeling. ‘Over the years I have learned that I take more liberties with my employees, mainly because of my upbringing. But, having said all that, there is another reason why I have taken you here to be with me. I see a lot of potential in you, in many ways, and I think that once you have finished your studies, I can teach you a lot. If it is up to me though, your education with me starts here and now’. The way he said it, he meant it with a lot of layers in his message, full well realizing the girl wouldn’t pick up on some of them. Now she was so close to him, and he was touching her, he really wanted to have her for himself, to do with as he pleased.

    ‘In case you were wondering why no menu has been brought, it is because there is none. The owner and his wife, who is the chef, cook a meal every day, which is the same for everyone, unless they have special dietary needs. Our food will be brought any minute. It is typical Calabrian food, it is the region I was born’. His hand never left hers, his touch, his grip on her hand became more forced, to keep her hand pinned down. And he had a strong feeling she didn’t mind at all, that she even welcomed him taking control over her. It was, once again, a hunch-feeling, but in all his life he had very rarely been wrong about girls. A new image popped up in his head, again of him taking the girl for his own lust, but this time not over his desk, but against the door of the club, right after entering, him pushing her against the door and using her for his pleasure. No matter how experienced he was, sexually, for a girl to stir this kind of thoughts so quickly was something new to him, making him more and more determined to never let go of her again.
     
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  18. Pandilicious

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    Naturally, Anastasia was sitting there with her hands on the table. In the back of her mind she was waiting for her to be served a menu, just so she can see what they served here. Her eyes scanning at how small this area was, and now she was extremely close to her boss, which it couldn't help but make her blush at the thought. She hadn't really been this close to anyone. She had suddenly felt her leg drop down, as if she wasn't holding enough pressure, with her one hand she fixed her skirt of her dress, it was trying to slide up with how they were sitting.

    She couldn't help but look at him, when her hand was touching his. Was this even appropriate for a new employee to be like this?? She really was completely bewildered, confused at how he was so abrupt about it. Of course she didn't mind, her eyes stared down at the size comparison of the two of them. She was nervous being this close to anyone really, she bit her lower lip thinking, wondering what he meant. "Me? Special? I am just a girl who... is very unknowing of a lot.. but I am sure you have plenty to teach me, and I am glad that it is you than anyone else." She said. She bit her lower lip just thinking of how crazy all of this was. She felt her mind getting dizzy just at the curiosity that he was bringing her. Her free hand ended up going to her wine, and taking a calming sip. She felt herself get hot all of the sudden and all he was doing was holding her hand.

    Anastasia could feel his warming touch, as she looked up at him, Her eyes were just curious as to why he was being like this all of the sudden, sure she liked it but she wasn't going to stop him from doing so. She really was glad, feeling how much pressure he held against her hand, making sure it doesn't go anywhere. "Well that is really neat. At least you have something that keeps you close to home," Her legs ended up moving tighter close together all nervous what was he going to do? She was so nervous about all of this. Her eyes looking up at him, "Well I am sure that the food would taste amazing, i am eager to eat this." She was only in a little space, with very little room that she had.

    She never thought she would be bound like this. She smiled at the thought of all of this. She bit her lower lip thinking about how crazy this was. She didn't think that she would ever be in this position. She looked over at him happily, running a hand through her long hair, but her hand was still stuck on the table. " So you don't take a lot of people here, huh?"
     
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    While he was still covering her hand with his, two plates of damping food were brought. Giovanni smiled when he saw the dish, it being one of his favourites, Pasta ‘ncasciata, a baked pasta and potato dish that could only be made by a true Calabrian, it was lushly filled with eggs, salami, meat and provolone cheese, together with the pasta, potatoes and breadcrumbs, to give it a crispy crust, which was very uncommon in other Italian dishes. He took his hand away from hers, picking up his cutlery and taking a first bite, before he spoke again, ‘I hope you will enjoy the food as much as I do, girl, it resembles how my mother used to make it. We Calabrians often say that only females can cook our traditional dishes’.

    He kept his leg against hers, having noticed it had fell down, he wished he could have felt the skin of her leg. ‘As to your question, although it isn’t uncommon for me to take people here, it is a little bit a second home to me, for the cooking, you are actually the first of new staff I have taken here. There is something about you that made me want to take you, to give you a little more insight in who I am, for it is a complex matter’. He had to remind himself that they had just met and that he couldn’t go sh

    When he had finished his plate, and having put down his cutlery, he waited patiently for Anastasia to finish her food as well. He had eaten with great taste, as almost per usual when he came here. He shifted on his position a little, resitting and once again as if by accident he pushed one of his legs in between hers, parting them slightly. But he didn’t apologise for the move. With everything he did with and to her, he went a step further than his previous move. When he saw that she had finished eating as well, he took her hand again, but this time in between his. ‘I want to teach you everything, Anastasia, and I am very excited that it is you who I am taking under my wings’. In his mind he added a sentence to it, and in my bed.

    He was debating his next move, a dessert would be brought, but after that he wanted to keep her with his for some time longer. He was going to bring her back to the club, but to his office once more, to have some further private time. The plates were taken away from their table and not long after some sorbet-ice-cream was brought. Eventually he paid for the meal and together they drove back to his club, but he led her in via the back, avoiding the people filling up the club already. Via the garage there was a hallway leading directly into his office and once there, he asked her to sit down on a large and comfortable couch, sitting next to her, his body half-turned, facing her. He put one of his hands on her knee, his fingertips at the hem of her skirt. What he was most curious about, was how far she would let him go with her, before she started getting reservations or even wanted to run away.
     
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  20. Pandilicious

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    Anastasia felt so weird, she never felt so weak, yet captivated at the same time. She was just so curious about all of this. She turned to look at the meal. The smell filled her nose, and she realized just how hungry she was. She had her free hand on her stomach as she stared at the food. Her eyes so fixated on him and his touch. With her being so sheltered, she never knew what a man's touch was like. A romantic interest. She missed out on so much and now she was just this awkward jumble. She waited to make a move, after he ended up moving his hand off of hers. That was when she reached for her food.

    " I am very eager to try it, it is certainly new." She said with a bit of excitement. She used her utensils and slowly eating. Of course her eyes looked up when he answered her question. She moved her long hair to the side as she went to focus on her food. Her eyes were so fixated on his face, taking in his own very facial features into attention. She bit her lower lip thinking about all of this. Finally, being able to take in each bite, enjoying each bite. The flavors of the food, just popped and went down her throat like nothing ever she tasted before. It was really good. "Well I mean, each culture has its...uniqueness." She said with a smile. She was really enjoying this time with him.

    " Thank you, I am more than honored to get to know the real you." She said honestly. Wiping her hands clean if they got dirty. Finishing her meal, it was just so nice. Her eyes went to where his own leg against hers. She bit her lower lip just thinking at how nice it was being close. She looked over as her legs got parted a little. Her skirt of her dress just inching up from how it went between her legs. She was really wanting to figure all of this. A smile came to her face, feeling how the warmth of his skin was against her once more. " Of course, I am really glad that you are taking me under your wing.....I feel like the special one, here. All of this is new to me, I never would've thought that this was going to ever happen to me, you know. The job, which of course is going to be amazing, and then this, I just.. I am one lucky girl." She said happily.

    Once the food came she ended up, enjoying the ice cream, and the coolness with it. She did find it curious as to why he parted her legs. What was his motive here? She just calmly ate her dessert with bliss. Her eyes closed with each bite. Her tastebuds were just flying, almost like sparks lighting up in her mouth. She did get a little nervous, heading back to the club, in his nice car, but following him as much as she could when he led her back to where they met, in his club. " Where are you taking me?" She asked curiously as she sat down on the couch. She was a little tipsy from the wine, and the drink before lunch, no, dinner. She set her purse down as she sat up and leaned against the back of the chair. She could feel his hand on her knee, at the hem of her skirt. She couldn't help but blush, what was his motive here? The warmth touch against her soft skin. She always shaved her legs, and armpits, keeping herself well maintained, cleaned up. She bit her lower lip, with nerves rushing through her body. She was curious as to what he wanted right now. Her eyes looking over at him. Not wanting him to stop. She smiled as she looked up at him. She ran a hand up his arm as she looked up at him. She never really been close to anyone. She never felt anything like this. She didn't really have her legs tight against each other, but next to each other, that she could feel his fingers brushing against the other knee. Her eyes looked up at him as she was curious as to what he was going to do next. Her eyes only held curiosity, she wasn't going to stop him. " Thank you for taking me to that lovely dinner, it was really nice. I never been to somewhere like that.." She said softly.
     

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