Billion Dollar Curves

By Lucy Lambert

Charlotte Montgomery used to love her office job and her company. They accepted her for the beautiful, curvy woman she is.

Then billionaire Landon Pierce took it over. Things change for the worse. Charlotte finds herself subjected to the casual misogyny of the corporate world.

And Pierce himself is a piece of work. Rich, confident to the point of arrogance. Charlotte tells him what she thinks of his self-made empire.

Then she winds up as his new secretary. She sees a side of Pierce so few know about as she gets to know her new billionaire boss.

Author's warning: this erotic romance novella contains explicit sexual language and situations. Readers 18+ only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jillian Cumming
• Release date: Sep 2, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301577835

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Billion Dollar Curves

Lucy Lambert

Published by Lucy Lambert at Smashwords

Copyright 2013 Lucy Lambert

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1

Charlotte really hated corporate life. She hadn’t originally. Not even for the few years she’d already put in. No, it was only after her company was involved in a hostile takeover that she started to hate it.

She stood there, cardboard box in hand, as the Office Policies Enforcer (the OPE, as everyone was told to call him) rooted through her desk.

What’s this? He asked, holding out a coffee mug emblazoned with World’s Best Friend on the side.

Charlotte frowned at him. A coffee mug?

This earned her a raise of his eyebrows as he put it in the cardboard box. The mug joined such contraband as a picture frame that exceeded acceptable size by half an inch, several pencils of the wrong variety, and a small poster that read, Why Keep Calm? Flip Out Instead!

Supposedly, the rules increased productivity. Charlotte thought they actually increased the desire to jump out of the 16th Floor windows.

Oh, and no snacking at your desk. A girl your size should know that, though, the OPE said.

In her head, Charlotte referenced him as the DOPE. Still, that comment cut deep. It was another thing she hated about this new ultra corporate culture: the casual misogyny. She knew she was bigger than most of the other girls, and she liked her body. She didn’t like jerks like that guy expecting every woman to be a supermodel.

Excuse me? Charlotte said.

She dropped the box on the floor. The mug shattered, and she tried to suppress a wince. She put her hands on her hips.

The DOPE looked around. Everyone else in the office was watching them. He swallowed under the pressure.

Look, Miss Montgomery, Pierce Technologies is being kind with this takeover. Normally, you’d have to reapply for your job. All we’re asking you to do is follow our simple guidelines—

Do those guidelines include blatant sexism?

The DOPE licked his lips. From the way his face turned red, Charlotte figured he must be counting to ten in his head or something.

What is going on here?

The DOPE looked over her shoulder at the speaker. His face went white as though someone had told him there was a death in his family.

Charlotte huffed, turning around. She had to look up into the newcomer’s eyes. He wore what looked like a very expensive charcoal suit. From the way his strong jaw was set, she could tell this was a man used to getting his way.

She didn’t like him, not even a little.

This guy here says it’s corporate policy to make sexist remarks about a woman’s body, Charlotte said. She jerked her thumb over her shoulder at the DOPE, who was doing his best to cower behind her.

What’s with this guy? He thinks he’s something big, then a suit shows up and he goes down ten sizes? Charlotte thought.

As the Office Policy Enforcer, you should be familiar with the policies against harassment. Get yourself back to head office and have them send a replacement right away, the suit said.

Like the rat he was, the DOPE scurried from the office without so much as a glance back at Charlotte.

When the suit smiled at Charlotte, all she could see were his perfectly square and white teeth.

Is there anything else, Miss...?

Charlotte wasn’t ready to accept some jerk in a suit being a white knight for her. She kept her hands on her hips and turned herself to face him fully.

Montgomery. Charlotte Montgomery. And yes, and I have something else. I hope this Landon Pierce guy realizes what a huge ass he’s been. How a prick like him can think something like this is okay is beyond me. People care for each other at this office. Doing things like taking away personalized mugs because they ‘reduce productivity’ is a work of idiocy. Anyone who actually knows about management knows a happy employee is a productive employee. I have half a mind to quit right here, right now... Charlotte said, running out of breath.

The man accepted her diatribe in silence. One corner of his mouth had risen slightly, as though he were trying to resist the temptation to smile, as though he knew something she didn’t.

That’s the type of spirit Pierce Technologies needs, Miss Montgomery.

Charlotte had already readied her retort when a woman in a business suit appeared at the other end of the office, speaking into a small earpiece. She looked over at the man.

Mister Pierce? Your office is ready on the top floor now, she said.

Thanks, Mindy. I’ll be up right away, he replied.

He smiled at Charlotte, winking as he turned and walked away.

Charlotte’s mouth had dropped open. She thought that people only gaped like that in movies, that nothing could ever startle her so much. She had to close her mouth with her hand as she sat.

I am so fired, she said, leaning over to retrieve the box with her contraband.

The broken glass rattled as she put the box on her desk. She wondered if she should just load everything else into the box and go right then.

She sat at her desk the rest of the workday, filing her forms and processing admin requests as usual. The entire time, she kept glancing at the matte black phone by her computer monitor.

The call to ask her to go to HR never came. When 5 PM rolled around, she wondered if they were waiting until the next day. Driving through rush hour traffic, normally an infuriating time at best, went by in a haze.

The next thing Charlotte remembered was lying in her bed, staring up at the dark ceiling. It felt like she did that for a long time until sleep finally came.

In her dream, she was back in her office. It was empty, except for her and Landon Pierce. He smiled at her again, and she found herself smiling back.

She gasped as he stepped forward and grabbed her with one arm. The other hand he used to clear her desk. His hand was on her thigh as she sat up on the desk. His lips pressed against hers.

She felt hot, so hot. Then the wetness came. His fingers slid farther up her inner thigh, moving closer and closer each moment.

Landon! Charlotte called out as he touched her.

Her clock buzzed. Charlotte woke to find herself tangled in the bed cover. Her body trembled as she sat up, putting one hand to the side of her head.

I hate that man so much, she muttered to herself as she found the strength to push herself from the mattress and start her day.

***

Charlotte turned on her monitor at work to find an urgent message. The little red exclamation point blinked incessantly as she sat down and grasped the mouse. Her eyes moved over the line of text.

Come up and see Mindy right away. Top floor. LP, was all the message said.

Charlotte trembled at her desk. Her fingers seemed unable to let go of the mouse. She was getting fired, she knew it. For all her talk the previous day, she hadn’t really intended on quitting. Not in that job