How to Win a Royal Heart

The Business Executive

The office wreaked of s*x. It was disgusting unless you were into the smell of other peoples love lives. Even though I had lost my wolf, I still retained a very acute sense of smell. It was one of the very few things that separated me from the surrounding humans. I tried not to let my face express what I was thinking. Sometimes I really struggled with that, especially when deep down I really didn't want to. I looked over the desk. Candace's *ss and hand prints, along with wet stains were still all over the surface. My toe bumped something and I looked down to see Bill Carasic glinting back at me from a shiny brass name plate. I moved away from it before he expected me to pick it up for him. I took in the mahogany bookcases and filing cabinets, the plush rugs that silenced your steps, the heavy drapes, and fancy light fixtures. The boss may have been a sleaze bag, but he was very good at running a business. His ego showed that he knew it.

"Take a seat." I glanced around and saw an over-stuffed chair in front of his desk that looked clean. After determining it was not emitting any smells that would worry me, I carefully sat down. Looking up, I met his eyes for the first time. Mr. Carasic. I have seen many sides of my boss before, but this was the first time I had seen the business executive that he was. Somehow, I felt reassured that he was not making a pass at me like my last boss, yet I still had a nagging feeling this was not right.

"How may I help you sir?" I could not help but drop a not-so subtle hint that I would like this encounter to end as quickly as possible. With a sigh, he reached into a desk drawer and pulled out a file and tossed it onto the desk right in front of me. I suppose I should be grateful he didn't slide it across his desk. I carefully picked up the file and flipped through it. It was a copy of every loan and check I have ever written to a hospital for Adella or a treatment facility to work on bringing my wolf back. The amount of debt I accrued was astronomical, but I was working furiously to stay ahead of it.

"I think its more of a how can I help you, Elena." My eyes shot up to him, but there was nothing there but a neutral gaze taking measure of my every movement. At that moment, Mr.Carasic made it to the top of my fear list.

"I don't understand...." Why does he have this? What does he want from me?

"It's simple. You have a need to pay off these debts and to find a way to pay for the treatment to get your wolf back. I need an heir."

My blood ran cold. The image of Candace's legs spread wide being plowed by our boss suddenly ran through my head.

"Uh... But... Ah…" I was at a literal loss for words.

"You have a child, so I know you can conceive. You will be paid well, your debts will be paid off once I know you are pregnant, and once you give birth you can take a large sum and disappear or stick around for your child's sake and perhaps even have another." This was a business proposal.

"What about Candace? I thought you two were together, that maybe she was your mate?" I have no idea why I asked that question. The answer was no. Absolutely a no.

"It has been 6 months, and she has proven to be useless.... Did she tell you about our arrangement?" His eyes seared into me.

"No, it was just..." How was I supposed to answer that one? I could feel my face heating up.

"Ah, so it was you at the door?"

"No, well yes, but it wasn't like that, I was just walking by, and the door was open and I ..." He gave me a creepy grin. "Do you want to watch it again? She agreed to let me record it all for a nice sum."

"WHAT!?" He could not be serious.

"Calm down, it's just business. Read the contract and all its options in the folder. It's a porn agreement. Of course, there are stipulations that if you were to get pregnant, it would never be shared. I will not have that hanging over my pup's head, that his or her mother was just a breeder b*tch putting her p*ssy on display for internet viewers to masturbate to. I have to make money back somehow if the b*tch does not deliver a litter in a timely fashion. To clear up your misunderstanding of Candace and my relationship, I moved to terminate the contract today, and she asked for one more chance. So I made an addendum and made it, so she would truly have to humiliate herself to get one more chance. Not to mention Humiliation porn makes me a lot of money."

I was utterly speechless, frozen in place.

"You are still on the clock so take advantage of this and read that entire contract. I will sit here and wait."

"But I am not interested." I finally found the right words. I pushed the file back across the desk towards him, and he growled at me. I couldn't help but flinch. Of all the things I still have from being a wolf shifter, super human strength was not one of them. He was probably on par with other Alphas to boot.

"You will read it. It costs you nothing, in fact you are being paid to read it." He stormed out of the office and a few moments later he returned with a very shocked-looking Candace.

"She will sit here and babysit you. Candace, do not let her leave this office until she has read the whole file and I will double the fee we agreed on for today." Candace's face went from surly to partially delighted. Money was clearly a motivator for her. Mr.Carasic left, slamming the door behind him, making me jump about a foot. Candace eyed me up and down.

"I do suppose already having a child is an advantage. How did you do it?"

"Excuse me?" Her question seemed vague.

"Get pregnant without a mate?" I had to wrap my mind around that. I could see how that is what she saw. I was a single mother and mateless. She did not know that my Mate had ditched me because I came with the baggage of a sick child and losing my wolf due to trauma. It's not like it was super rare, it did happen, but it was hard to plan on it. So I settled for the obvious answer.

"I don't know." She frowned, seemingly dissappointed.

"Damn.I was hoping...." She seemed lost in thought. I glanced down at the stack of papers in front if me. Yes, he was paying for my time, but he was killing me as far as my tips were concerned. This was a Bullsh*t twist to my overtime. Skimming over the first contract, I realized it was a porn contract listing all approved positions and even the level of force used. I must have made a face.

"You don't realize how good that D is. I begged him to f*ck me for his porn portfolio and said I would take way less per encounter. He is considering it. He has a bit of a dad bod, but he has to be half horse shifter because that c*ck is huge!" She was rubbing her legs together eagerly, clearing up exactly how willing the encounter I saw earlier was. If that was not enough, I could smell her arousal. With a deep sigh she jumped up and walked over to the other side of the desk and picked up the phone.

"Hey John, can you make me 2 of my cocktails? Please? I'm in the boss' office. Yes, uh-huh. Thank you...." She hung up the phone and sauntered over with a smile. This was not the Candace that waited tables like a pro and wound the busboys around her finger with all her innocent acts.

"They let you drink in here?" As she piped up with her answer, I started skipping pages, hoping she wouldn't notice.

"Of course. John is Bills Assistant, he knows everything. I believe he was the one that suggested you to him. He suggested me after all." A knock on the door interrupted her rambling and she went to answer it. I flipped 3 more pages. How long was this damn thing? I glanced at the page I was on to see that there was no after-care for breeding sessions. I cringed. Of all the things to look down at and see.

"Here, on me." Candace handed me one of the drinks. "John calls it liquid Motivation. I think it has Redbull in it."

I sniffed it, I couldn't smell anything suspicious about it. Date r**e drugs in the world of werewolves were easily detected if you had even a halfway decent sense of smell. They were typically made of wolfsbane and carried a distinct odor. This had none of those things, but it definitely had Redbull in it. Enough, in fact, to give a wolf a case of the zoomies. Candace was drinking from hers heartily and was almost out.

"Do you want mine?" I asked her.

"I would accept, but I am paying for these, and it would be rude of you to turn it down. But I tell you what, I will drink some of it if you can't handle your liquor." With that, she reached over and took the glass from me and poured almost half of it into her glass. She was all together too comfortable in this office.

"Okay, drink and read up. It will help make all that dry contract stuff a little more bearable." She made a face as she reflected on going through this thing herself at one point. I downed the drink and picked up where I left off. Unfortunately, the slightly off and now tipsy Candace wanted to read through all the bitty gritty s*x details with me.

Over time, John delivered more drinks. The tension left my shoulders, and Candace was hilarious as she impersonated our boss reading the contract out loud. Inappropriate gestures and all.