The Alpha's Vixen

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"Come out, come out little Vixen... I don't bite. You belong to me now!" It was silent for a few moments, almost too silent, and so, I took it as an opportunity to exit the cupboard. This, ladies and gentlemen, was yet another mistake of mine. Mr Michaels sat comfortably on the bed in front of me with a sadistic smile plastered on his face as his red eyes drank in the sight of me. "Found you!" **** To everyone, Jasmine Spectra is a sweet, kind, mild and meek young lady. She is, in fact so mild and meek that she has become practically invisible. However, Jasmine has a little secret. She is in fact a member of the Vixens- a secret professional organisation of masked dominatrices whose mission it is to "put people in their places"... With a no touching policy of course. But what happens when Jasmine is tasked with putting her boss, Damon Michaels- a rich, jaw droppingly gorgeous CEO who also happens to have a few secrets of his own? And what happens when, said boss begins to take his abnormal interest in her a step too far? "I warned you, Jasmine." Well, he did warn her, didn't he? ---- *This novel contains mature content*

Romance / Erotica
Age Rating:

Concerns about coffee

“Jasmine, coffee for Mr Michaels... ASAP!” This was the sound of the office “bully”. Of course, I had another name for her, but I refused to be so profane so early in the morning. Besides, I had gotten used to Mrs Connors making me do her job. As if I did not already have enough on my plate.

“On it! Give me ten minutes!” I yelled as I took my fingers off of my keyboard and began to leave my hard, uncomfortable office chair.

“You’ve got five. His meeting begins at eight, he said he’d like his coffee before his meeting!” She yelled as I began running with my black heels clicking loudly against the floor.

I seriously did not get paid enough. Honestly, I sometimes wished I could just rip that blonde hair off of her head.

Nice thoughts, nice thoughts, I cooed to myself.

My heels continued their violent clicking and clacking on the pavement towards the coffee shop which was about a two minute walk from the office. I estimated a further two minute wait at the coffee shop which meant I had to shrink my travelling time to about half a minute- hence the violent clicking.

“Regular order for Mr Michaels!” I yelled breathlessly from the door to the quaint, bright coffee shop which was filled with the pleasant aroma of fresh coffee and sweet, freshly baked goods.

The poor soul working at the counter, Kevin, nodded, making his sandy hair fall into his face and overshadow his bright, green eyes, and left everything he was busy with (including the lovely couple in the process of ordering) and began working on my boss’s coffee. Freshly ground, black coffee, one brown sugar, no milk, no cream, but a touch of cinnamon for a good, strong aroma. Yes, I knew his order off by heart by now.

“It’s ready!” Kevin yelled. I ran, gave Kevin the money and then bolted out of the shop. Poor Kevin knew my exact situation, that and my boss was a regular customer of his with a “no nonsense” attitude and a wallet full of tips which helped Kevin pay for his college fees.

I then checked my watch and realised I had exactly one minute to get there.

“Excuse me! Hold the door!” I yelled as I ran to the elevator. Thank goodness my best friend London was in the elevator and so he held a beautifully heeled foot out and moved aside for me to come in.

“Coffee run?” She asked as she gave me a hug.

“Yeah!” I said in a deep pant.

She smirked and began to put on her perfect lips. London had to be one of the most attractive women in the office. Her legs were stunning and toned, her hair, thick and black and flowed to her hips. She was basically the equivalent of a walking drool-inducer. Unfortunately for most of the droolers who drooled over her, she was taken.

“How’s Amber?” I asked as I nervously watched the digital numbers change above the digital keypad. The elevator was seriously teasing me at this point.

“She’s good, tonight is date night so she’s been secretive the whole day.” She said.

London and Amber had been dating for over a year now, and I was sure I had listened to enough “girl talk” from London that I could, in detail, describe their entire sex life.

Just as I was about to say something to London, the elevator door opened on floor twenty-five.

“Oh well, that’s my stop, talk later?” I asked. She nodded and then I exited the elevator to go to Mrs Connor’s office. She always asked me to get the coffee and then she would take it to the boss herself to make it seem as though she were doing her job of actually being his personal assistant. However, when I got there, she was not in her office. Instead, a note was placed on her table, addressed to me.

Bring him the coffee in the conference room. Meeting was moved to 7:50.

As soon as I read this, I nearly dropped the coffee on the floor as I realised exactly what this meant. I would have to give my boss his coffee.

I began to hyperventilate as I thought of seeing him. I had always avoided the CEO. When I saw him on the elevator I’d use the stairs, if we walked passed each other, I’d look down on. If he passed my desk, I would look at the screen of my computer. He made me illogically nervous. His presence screamed of money and power. His eyes, burned with anger and rage most of the time. That was why none of us spoke to him more than what was necessary. He was a walking rage machine which spewed out insults and strings of “you’re fired” and “get out of my way”. What was worse, was that he always seemed to be watching me. It always felt as though his eyes were on me, as though he was targeting me as “weak prey” out of all the other animals in this office.

I walked to the conference room with long, quick strides, all the while struggling to breathe and trying to use good, calming words to calm myself down.

“He’s just a person. A normal human being. He won’t bite you.” I said as I began to open the conference room. I stepped inside and froze. Only Mr Michaels was in the room... strange.

He sat straight up, eyes focused on a folder in front of him. He then looked up as the door slammed behind me.


“You are?” His deep, smooth voice echoed through the room. I looked at him, and then down at the floor, allowing my short, shoulder length black hair to cover my face, and hiding my panicked deep brown eyes under my bangs. Today, he was dressed in a black suit. His soft, black hair was styled neatly in contrast to the sexy, neat but messy style his hair was usually in. His normally raging hazel brown eyes were now calmer... almost neutral. I had to say that he looked as mouth wateringly decadent as he always did- high cheekbones, knife-sharp jaw, perfect plump lips, carefully chiseled nose. And this was yet another thing that made him so intimidating- his attractiveness in contrast to my bland appearance.

I gulped, before saying, almost inaudibly, “I-I w-work in the financial department. I-I’m an accountant.” It all came out as a whispered stutter, yet he seemed to hear my every word.

“Yet you are bringing me my coffee on a daily basis? I don’t think that’s part of you job requirements, Miss Spectra.” My head immediately shot up and I almost choked on my saliva. He knew me?

“S-sorry sir?” I muttered.

Now, looking at him right in the eye, I felt my legs close together as a feeling of heated desire grew between my legs. No man had ever done something like this to me- made me feel so intoxicated with desire, and he was just doing it by merely breathing and staring me in the eye.

Mr Michales then smirked, and said, “I’m not an idiot. For the first three years of Mrs Connor working for me, she’d never gotten my order right. But now, it’s flawless. So, obviously I grew suspicious when my coffee order miraculously turned into my coffee order. I had this whole situation investigated a year back.”

And this is the part where I actually find the correct words to say, and let a little Vixen slip out. “Excuse me sir... were you, watching me? And if you knew exactly what I was doing, why are you only confronting me about it now.”

He looked taken aback at my sternness, and for a second, I almost died at my personality mishap. So, I looked down again.

Mr Michaels then took in a sharp breath, and then said, “Because I wanted to see exactly the kind of idiot I had hired, who let a co-worker take advantage of her. I wanted to see how long you’d keep this up and if you’d ever stand up for yourself... But you never did. However, since you get my coffee order so splendidly correct, you will be doing it from now on. I want my coffee everyday at seven sharp-”

And yet another slip of the Vixen.

“-That’s not in my working hours, I get in at half past seven.” I protested.

He raised his eyebrows and said, “You should have considered that before you began letting people walk all over you. Now get out of my office. Your disappointing little self disgusts me.” He said waving me off, but not before one last quick glance at me from my head to toe.

If things were different I would have had Mr Michaels on his knees, naked, vulnerable and begging me. However, at this moment, I was only Jasmine Spectra.

“Yes sir.” And this was what Jasmine Spectra got.

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