Devil In The Details (Crixus & Arreis)
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				Title: <strong>Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crixus</strong> on <strong>13-04-2016, 00:49:32</strong>
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				No one could really say when the 'Inner Circle' was built. It seemed to just appear one day, replacing the upscale club that had been their before. In fact, no one really knew anything about the place aside from the sign outside and the little blurb about it written on the door itself. Unlike the outlandish, loud and boisterous club that had been their before, this new place seemed much more of a subtle affair and the note on the door described the place as a 'Fine dining experience and lounge, overlooking the scenic riverside'. Passerby's would pause for a moment before moving on, the words going with them in their minds, a reminder for the future to take a look when the place eventually opened. <br><br>Inside, renovations had just finished up and the new owner was making his way around the two floors inspecting everything personally. What had been a stained, crumbling dance hall was all brand new dark mahogany wood paired with deep crimson lighting. Velvet curtains pulled back from the wide bay windows overlooking the river and downtown allowed some natural light to stream in, but the owner had designed the place in a way that reflected on his previous occupation. A regal affair, the somber lighting and old fashioned designs like something from a noir novel where people would gather in secret to whisper their secrets to one another. It was intimate and alluring, with the tables and booths around the bar built for pairs to brush close together while upstairs in the dining area a full glass wall showed off the splendor of the city, be it rain or shine, with only the dim lighting and candles at the tables for light.<br><br>But to what end?<br><br>The owner hadn't really considered the 'Why'. He'd just simply done it. Building a bar on the riverside of a city wasn't something that would be expected of him by his brother's or father, especially not by any of his former employees, who would all currently be fighting for his vacant position. It wasn't even something he'd considered he, himself would do if he was ever freed. And yet here he was, running his fingers along the smooth surface of the bar. His. Something of his own for once, not something that he found himself bound to. Every breath, every step, every touch...his own. He answered to no one else anymore.<br><br>Even if it was simply running a bar.<br><br>Taking a seat on one of the bar stools, he looked pulled out his phone and glanced at when his first possible employee was to arrive. He'd been very particular when it came to whose resumes he'd accepted and those he'd simply tossed out. A chuckle escaped his lips as they curled into a grin, eyeing the first name on his list before slipping the phone back into his suit pocket. It was a terrible expensive suit, the dark fabric tailor fit to his taunt form. Broad shoulders looked like those of a former football player or weightlifter without all the bulky muscle. A blood red tie was pressed neatly beneath his clean shaven jawline. His facial features were sharp, the way his lips curved in a smile looking as though the grin alone could cut someone. Black hair was neatly combed, tanned skin unblemished and looking almost unnaturally smooth in the simmering light. But it was his eyes that always drew in attention, like a pair of fiery suns. Gold, the one part of him that he hadn't been able to hide. <br><br>And while his name tag read 'Lucas Trent' his true name was much easier to hide than his eyes. Some would still be able to sense his nature beneath the humanity but uttering his name? No. After all, the Devil was simply a figment of the imagination. A fairy tale. A dark lord ruling over Hell below, not running a classy little establishment just off the river...it simply wasn't <em>possible</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Murvoen</strong> on <strong>13-04-2016, 02:28:48</strong>
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				The owner of the new club by the river side was the first to call her back about her resume. She hadn't expected him to, she was only twenty-one and didn't have much work experience, so when the call came she was more than happy to arrange an interview as soon as possible. His want ad hadn't mentioned what the pay would be, and she didn't much care as minimum wage was better than nothing and her parents were helping her out by paying her rent. But only as long as she was in school, and working. Lillian (http://www.strangebeaver.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/red/1.jpg) didn't live too far away and had chosen to walk in order to calm her nerves. She felt as though she had to get this job or risk having to move back home because it seemed no one else was hiring. Wanting to make a good impression, she'd dressed in a cream colored button down blouse that was, admittedly, a little too small but didn't look indecent or like she was trying to flaunt her breasts, and a black skirt that skimmed the top of her knees. Her long red hair was pulled back into a low bun, and she wore small, siliver hoops in her earlobes. When she'd looked at herself before leaving she felt it looked professional, but could only hope the club's owner agreed. <br><br>When she stood outside the doors, she quickly traded her black flats for a pair of black pumps she'd brought in her purse, checked in her compact that her hair and the light amount of eyeliner and mascara that she'd put on was still okay. Putting it away she took a deep breath. <em>'You can do this. This isn't your first interview, and you look nice. Just smile, be polite, and don't do anything stupid.'</em> Before she could convince herself otherwise, she pushed the door open and stepped inside. <br><br>Upon seeing how classy the decor was, she became immediately grateful that she'd chosen to dress like she did. At the same time though she silently hoped she'd be provided a uniform because other than a black cocktail dress she used for dates, it was the nicest thing she owned. For a moment she was so lost in admiring the place that she didn't notice the man behind the bar. When she did, she blushed lightly and gave him a polite wave as she walked over. <br><br>"Hi, I'm Lillian Jacobson. I'm..." Standing in front of the bar she could see him more clearly and trailed off as she found herself inexplicably attracted to him. He was devilishly handsome, and judging by how expensive his clothing was he had to be the owner. Still, that didn't stop her from standing there dumbfounded as her heart fluttered in her chest and a surge of heat flooded her from head to toe. Never had she felt such a strong physical attraction, it was likely the reason she'd stayed a virgin this long, but at the same time she felt like getting close to him would be dangerous. That he wouldn't be "safe" like the men she usually dated. And a part of her she hadn't known existed until now liked that. <br><br>Giving herself a mental shake she felt her cheeks burning in embarrassment as she looked into his gold eyes. "I'm here for the interview. Sorry for spacing out like that, I must not have slept very well." she said with a small laugh. Inwardly she groaned, and hoped she hadn't just ruined her chances here. Gawking at your potential boss like a school girl with a crush was not a good way to start an interview. Lillian only hoped she could still pull it off somehow and land herself a job at the Inner Circle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crixus</strong> on <strong>19-04-2016, 01:28:23</strong>
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				“Lucas Trent”<br><br>He hadn’t moved from his spot at the bar, observing Lillian Jacobson as she made her way towards him. Watching her admire the scenery, it was obvious without looking at her resume that such splendor wasn’t something she was used to at all. No, she had that aura of cute innocence about her, the kind that lay somewhere between being sexy and plain. Other assumptions floated through Lucas’s mind, about friends and parents, the type of guys she was probably used to and dated, all things that normally he’d be able to simply pluck from her head…but that life was no more.<br><br>“A pleasure to meet you, Miss Jacobson. I hope you don’t mind if I call you Lillian, I find it’s much more relaxing to interview on a first name basis. Besides, most of the work is done by computers these days, weeding out the sketchy ones and leaving only the best…but we’ll get to that”<br><br>A few graceful steps forward and Lucas almost closed the distance between them, seating himself casually on one of the stools at the bar and motioning for Lillian to do the same. She looked nice, prim and proper. Not an overwhelming amount of makeup, just enough to add that little bit extra flair. It was all very <em>nice</em> but Lillian could clearly be so much more…and while he certainly wasn’t in the Damnation business anymore, there was always temptation.<br><br>“Now Lillian, in regards to your application to be a waitress here, I’m afraid I’m going to have to decline. I say this in regards to your intent to both work here and focus on school at the same time, a feat that, especially when waitressing in a place like this…” Lucas motioned to the bar around them “Either the job will take precedent over school or the opposite will happen. I’ve seen it happen time and time again…which is why I’d like to offer you something <em>better</em>”<br><br>He was standing now, beckoning for Lillian to follow as Lucas moved from the bar area to the bigger dining room, speaking as he moved “You see, Lillian, while I don’t believe you’d do well for me as a waitress, I do believe you’d be better off serving me directly as an assistant of sorts. I’m doing this all as a one man operation and when opening a place of this prestige and expense, you have allot of wealthy hands looking to help out. You’d be around to remind me of the little things, the meetings and business behind the scenes, a little angel on my shoulder. Plus it pays better and we’d be able to work out a schedule around your schooling…but of course, I’m not doing all this as a charity for you”<br><br>Stopping in front of the large bay window that overlooked the scenic river view, Lucas turned to Lillian with a devious little smile on his face. On the table before them, a pair of crystal wine glasses sat half filled with deep crimson wine, with Lucas taking one to himself and offering the other to Lillian “There are plenty of sharks in this business that’ll eat you up if you’re not careful, other girls that will be jealous that I picked you over them…the chance to wine and dine with the elite of this city comes with its own price. I can assure you, so long as you do your job properly, I’ll be here to help guide you every step of the way”<br><br>He raised his glass to her, the fire of his eyes seeming to brighten in the sunlight “Cheers”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Murvoen</strong> on <strong>19-04-2016, 04:27:42</strong>
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				Lillian was only just able to hide her nervousness as he got closer. It wasn't that the man himself was intimidating, though he was now that she thought about it, but more that the strong physical attraction she had to him unsettled her. "No, I don't mind at all Mr.Trent." she said smiling. He might have been fine using her first name, but she was determined to make a good first impression here and didn't want to act too familiar with him before she got the job. She was very attentive as he spoke, a slight frown creasing her forehead as he said he couldn't give her the waitressing job. However, before she could argue that she could do her classes online and find a way to balance work and school, he explained that he had something better in mind. That alone was enough to keep her silent, as she didn't think she was qualified for anything better. Getting up she followed him obediently. <br><br>What he proposed left her stunned. A job as his personal assistant was better than anything she could have hoped for. Not only that, but he made the job sound easy. Of course she'd need more than one nice outfit, but that was her problem to handle not his. "O-of course not!" she said in response to his comment that this wasn't charity, "I plan on doing everything I can to make sure I deserve to keep the position." <br><br>He smiled then, and she swallowed hard as it only made him look more tempting. But also more dangerous. She hardly heard what he said as she got lost in him again, though she did catch the gist of his words. Raising her glass she toasted him back, seeing the way his eyes flashed. "Cheers." <br><br>Lillian took a sip of her wine to ease her frazzled nerves and, hopefully, to help her focus less on him and more on the job. "When would you like me to start?' she asked. Hopefully it wouldn't be tomorrow so she'd have time to hit up the thrift stores nearby and find appropriate attire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crixus</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 06:37:14</strong>
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				"When? Why, we've already started Lillian. I'll of course have all the proper paperwork sent to you for signing but as of this moment...consider yourself hired and on the clock" Lucas chuckled as he sipped his glass of wine. Lillian might wish to keep things 'professional' with the last name use, but that didn't mean Lucas would stop, especially since her reactions to him were ever so amusing "I understand that this is all coming to you in a rush but I've always found that trails by fire bring out the best in all of us" His lips split into a wide grin at that, eyeing his new assistant with predatory eyes "But first, enjoy your wine. It comes to about one thousand a bottle and isn't the sort of beverage we'll be serving to just anyone...just the lucky ones"<br><br>Downing the rest of his wine in a single swig, Lucas set his glass down on one of the tables before turning towards Lillian and giving her a look up and down "First, we're going to need to pretty you up more. You have a nice natural beauty about you Lillian and I believe with the right dresses, we'll be able to get that proper mix of professional and sexy. I know, pandering, but men happen to like women who dress pretty and it's something of an unofficial requirement" <br><br>As Lucas spoke, the grin remained upon his lips. Would Lillian challenge him on this? He was interested to find out "Of course, seeing as this is a club that caters to the wealthy, I don't expect a college girl such as yourself to have clothes that would fit in with such an atmosphere. Let's say...five different outfits on me? Anything you want, so long as it's something that is, like I said, professional and sexy. Not too much of either, we don't need a dress that rests just below that nice behind of yours or a neckline that allows customers to accurately guess your bra size...<em>tease</em>, don't flaunt. Oh, and don't worry about me following you around shopping...I have a company card all ready for you to make expanse. Call it a matter of trust between a manager and his assistant?"<br><br>The gold painted credit card was in Lucas's palm, presented to Lillian as if it had always been their. Her full name stamped out alongside 'Inner Circle - Personal Assistant' "The PIN is labelled on the back. I do look forward to seeing what you decide to wear. Assuming your class gets out on time we can meet here tomorrow at around...five? We'll look over the final list of employees and make sure nothing has been missed before getting ready for the grand opening"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Murvoen</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 07:40:12</strong>
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				She felt, and looked, like a deer in the headlights when he said she'd already started and was on the clock. Lillian hadn't anticipated starting so soon, but it was hard to object when she noticed the way he looked at her. Her cheeks turned nearly as red as her hair, and she had to look away or risk being flustered. Of course, that happened anyways when he told her just how expensive the wine was. Thankfully, she was in the process of swallowing another drink when he told her so she only choked a little on it instead of doing anything more embarrassing. "I knew wine could be expensive, but not that expensive." she admitted after her coughing stopped. It certainly made her try to drink it a little more slowly even though she wanted to simply down the rest like he had and hope it made her less easy to fluster.<br><br>In the end, she did so anyways as she felt his gaze on her and decided that she'd need the alcohol if she was going to look like more than a blushing schoolgirl. It proved a good choice, as he told her she needed to pretty herself up more. It helped her be more at ease so that even as her face grew redder and she twirled the stem of the glass nervously between her fingers, she didn't stammer and sputter like she might have otherwise. "Five will be fine. But, I don't think being sexy is necessary, is it? Professional should be enough." she said, accepting the card. Maybe it would have been a little easier to do if she was buying the outfits with her own money, but he was giving her a company card to do her shopping with. And the kind of outfits he was requesting would require more than just a dress and matching shoes. It meant strapless bras for strapless dresses, and thongs so that her underwear didn't show beneath the tighter fabric. Using a company card to buy those things meant it would likely show up in company finances, and while she could explain that yes she needed to buy that makeup to complete the look, she didn't think she could live through the embarrassment of trying to explain why she needed to buy those undergarments. <br><br>Had she not been worried about those things, she might have felt a little uneasy about how he already had a credit card for her. Even if he'd known he was going to give her the position before she came in, it took time to get credit cards. And considering that she'd been called in for her interview the day after she applied, it simply wasn't possible for him to decide to hire her, order a card and have it arrive in time for her to have it now. Luckily for him, she was too flustered by him, her attraction to him, and his request to even consider something so trivial.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crixus</strong> on <strong>05-05-2016, 05:17:47</strong>
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				Raising his glass of wine to his lips, Lucas watched Lillian closely as her mind ticked behind those pretty dark eyes of hers. As much as he appreciated intelligence in a woman, it was easy to see that Lillian was the type of woman that would hold on tight to a string until she found out where it led. Lucas was already being more than a little forward with her, presenting her with a credit card and requesting that she get sexy for him and his clients. What girl wouldn't be a little concerned? His natural charm and handsome looks appeared to be having the desired affect on her so far, so Lucas simply continued with it "I understand your concern here, Lillian. It must be a bit overwhelming, gaining a new position only to be told that you're going to have to go out to buy new clothes with a company card. And being told to dress a little more sexily? Definitely not for everyone"<br><br>And so Lucas smiled, like a kindly gentleman, reaching out and placing a reassuring hand on Lillian's shoulder "Look, I saw that you were a college student and thought that perhaps a higher paying position would help with covering school costs and allowing you some extra spending money. Your grades are clearly impressive and your resume was everything I was looking for in an employee..." <em>And so ripe and pure</em> "...but like it or not, you can't tell me that you don't see how men and women alike react when a well dressed woman enters the room. Eyes are drawn, attention spans falter and deals finish quicker. Besides, with a card like that, you can get anything you <em>want</em>"<br><br>His hand moved slightly, tips of his fingers brushing along the gentle curve of her neck for the briefest of touches before Lucas's hand returned to his side, empty wine glass placed on the nearest table. His smile was more tempting, mischief sparking in his eyes "I mean, I know I certainly enjoy spending other peoples money. It's how I financed all of this..." He motioned about the restaurant and bar "From wealthy investors who all expect the best of me, just as I'm expecting the best of you, <em>Lillian</em>" Her name was <em>breathed</em> more than it was said, an alluring intimate sigh of treasured breath "Can you really, truthfully tell me that given the chance to buy whatever clothes you want without judgement on that card, that everything you bought would be <em>strictly</em> professional? Nothing with a <em>little</em> flair to it?"<br><br>Before Lucas could continue, his phone beeped in his pocket. Finding it's way into his hand in a smooth flick of his wrist, Lucas frowned slightly at the time. His next employee was due to arrive in fifteen minutes "A shame. It appears we're out of time" His golden eyes flashed again as Lucas glanced to the card in Lillian's hand "Why don't you hold onto that for now, think about what I said...if you still don't feel like spending anything, return the card to me and we can figure out a different position for you. Otherwise, I look forward to working with you..."<br><br>Fingers curled around her's as Lucas brought her hand to his lips, a gentle kiss upon her knuckles as he spoke her name one last time "<em>Lillian</em>"
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				Post by: <strong>Murvoen</strong> on <strong>06-05-2016, 09:43:06</strong>
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				Not knowing she did so, she bit her lower lip as he proved himself to be kind and understanding. She nodded in agreement with his statement about how a good looking woman had an affect on people. Although she was oblivious to the physical effect she'd had on the boys she dated, she was fully aware of the awe in their eyes when she dressed up a little to go out. It had always made her blush to know they thought she was so attractive. Her breath caught in her chest when he touched her, and her eyes flew from the card to him as her face heated. The way he said her name had her swallowing hard, and she started playing with the card in her hands, turning it over and over again. Before she could answer his last question, he got a message. "I-I...Yes, I look forward to working with you too..."<br><br>She did her best to make it look like she was calm as she left, but her steps were a little too quick and they'd both heard the flustered stammer in her voice. He'd unbalanced her and left her weak kneed with just the sound of her own name and his lips on her knuckles. Speaking of which, she found the place that he'd kissed her tingled faintly and felt warm. Quickly switching her heels for flats once she thought she was out of sight, she headed home to consider his offer.<br><br>Several hours, some dinner, and a few big cups of coffee to clear her mind later she'd decided. She was going to do it. Perhaps dressing a little sexy was new for her, but if what he said was true then maybe she could afford to start covering more of her own costs and take the strain off her parents. And it wasn't liking she would be openly flaunting herself. Just...Accentuating, her natural curves more. He'd been right about wanting to use the money for more than she needed too. But as tempting as it was, she would only get what she felt was necessary. She wanted to start off on the right foot with him, and wasting company money wouldn't be the way to do that. Even if said company could afford wine that was worth more than her own little apartment. Knowing it was too late to go out now, she emailed her professors to let them know she had a thing for work, which was technically true, and that she wouldn't be able to make it tomorrow.<br><br>The next day she did the shopping, going out in her usual attire of jeans and a t-shirt with a pair of old sneakers. There was nothing immodest about her outfit, but her jeans hugged her rear and accentuated her legs in just the right way while her shirt did the same with her breasts, allowing it to be enough to turn a few heads. Lillian hardly noticed though as she stepped into one of the higher end boutiques in the mall. Judging by the look she got from one of the employees, she obviously didn't look like she belonged. But once the saleswoman caught sight of her gold credit card, she became very helpful. So helpful in fact, that Lillian had to actively fight to keep her from selling her half the store. It was the same in every store she went to, and despite her best efforts it all costed a hefty sum. Enough to make her wince a little just thinking about it even though it wasn't really her money. The rest of her day was spent deciding what to wear, and trying to think of a good way to explain that she got steamrolled by two sales associates into buying a completely unnecessary clutch purse and an extra pair of heels. When it was time to leave she was ready.<br><br>Taking a cab, paid for with her own money, to avoid getting her clothes dirty, she arrived fifteen minutes early. The black dress she wore was simple, elegant, and sexy. It was a halter style cocktail dress, the two thick straps crossing over her chest in such a way that it left a small space where the curves of her breasts could be seen. She'd been uncertain about it because it wasn't possible to wear a bra with it and the built in one didn't do much of anything. It was made of a fabric that flaunted the curves of her body without being vulgar about it, and only reached about mid thigh. Her black stilettos were new too, and even though they weren't very high she was still adjusting to walking in them. Anyone seeing her though wouldn't have known that. Her makeup today was a little heavier too with smokey eyes and winged liner that drew attention to her dark eyes, and her lips painted a bold shade of dark red. This time her hair was left down, her unruly curls spilling down her back. Outside she took a deep breath, feeling uncertain about how she looked, and once she felt she was ready she stepped inside. What would he think of her choice? Would he like it?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crixus</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 06:28:25</strong>
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				The remaining interviews Lucas had for that day were of the usual sort. Handsome men and pretty women all vying for employment in what was to be one of the most exclusive and elite bar in the city. All completely opposite to Lillian, none of them balked at the suggestion of more suggestive attire, with a few even offering private demonstrations of just how <em>teasing</em> they could be if given the chance. Most succeeded in their interview, with only a few of the more desperate being cast aside. There was a certain attitude and composure that Lucas was seeking out among his staff, and while there were those who would see this as an opportunity to hook up with the rich and famous, he wasn't interested in those that saw that as their only purpose in working at the 'Inner Circle'. They were all <em>his</em> before they belonged to anyone else.<br><br>Sitting at the bar the following day, Lucas looked over the finalized list of employees, clients and possible expenses. It was a dull task, but so many things about the human world seemed to be of the mundane. Excitement seemed few and far between, but when it happened...it was why he'd left Hell. His entire existence had turned to boredom, with nothing but nodding and bowing heads wherever he turned. His every desire and whim carried out and presented to him flawlessly, leaving him craving challenge and change all the more. Faking his demise and leaving was a natural progression of things, otherwise he might have just cast Hell into chaos himself just to stir the pot a bit, and being the most powerful of the Fallen Angels left little in the way of those to challenge him. Hopefully this civil war he'd ignited would cleanse out the weakness for when he eventually returned...<br><br>The sound of the front door opening and closing had Lucas looking up, a wide smile growing across his lips at the sight of Lillian entering, completely changed and dressed up. Sinfully delicious, she looked like a completely different woman in the best possible way. Standing up, Lucas moved from his perch atop one of the bar stools and approached her, clapping slowly "My, my, <em>bravo</em> Lillian. Simply <em>ravishing</em>" Lucas nodded in approval, his eyes looking her up and down "Exactly what I was picturing for you, a flair of sexy without being too blatant. Feels good doesn't it? I'm happy to see you took some time to splurge on a little extras for yourself, I hope the purse goes perfectly with the dress"<br><br>He took a walk around her, like a tiger observing a lamb, before quickly closing in the space and setting a hand down gently on her waist to guide her towards the bar "Now then, I've taken the liberty of getting all the employee records sorted, along with client data and extra expenses associated with the opening day next week. Our office will be on the second floor, I have an entire conference area set aside for the corporate types who are looking to do their shady backroom deals, which we can use until we open. Right now, you don't have to worry about much, just double check my numbers and make sure that nothing has slipped through the cracks. Deal?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Murvoen</strong> on <strong>11-05-2016, 23:14:02</strong>
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				Lillian blushed as he applauded her choice of outfit, and was relieved that he didn't mind that some of the money had been spent on things she didn't necessarily need. "Yes, it does." she admitted, though as he circled her she felt like he could see how little she wore beneath it. But, it was only her own nervousness and the fact that she wasn't used to dressing this way that made it feel like that. She blushed harder as he placed a hand on her waist, and she reminded herself it was just because he was a gentleman. Her attraction was likely one sided, and felt almost juvenile with how easily he flustered her.<br><br>Taking a seat at the bar, she neatly crossed one leg over the other to remain decent and had been careful to smooth the skirt before sitting so it wasn't made to ride up as she sat there. "Deal." It was impressive how much he'd gotten done and planned in the short time his club had appeared. Even now it didn't look like there was much for her to do. His numbers were good, and she couldn't see anything he missed. Still, she took the time to double check everything and quickly became lost in the simple task he'd given her. She wasn't above using the calculator on her phone to make sure things were exact, and once she got into it not even his presence was enough to distract her. <br><br>She had one strand of hair curled around her finger as she focused, and when she was thinking she'd tug it gently. Roughly halfway through she set it aside and took a moment to stretch. In that brief moment she hadn't quite come back yet and remembered he was there, so there was no hesitation as she stretched her arms above her head and arched her back to relieve the tension she'd built up from hunching over the paperwork. The position was unintentionally provocative, as it pushed her chest out and her hips back. When she relaxed, she realized he was still there and blushed knowing how it must have looked. "Um, so far everything looks good." she said, setting the papers she checked aside so they wouldn't get mixed up in what she still had to go over. "It shouldn't take too much longer to finish going over these." Lillian was eager to bury herself back in her work before he could throw her off again. She still couldn't quite place what it was about him that drew her in and yet made her feel wary of him at the same time. Sure his good looks and charm were a factor, but part of her felt there was more to it than that. Now wasn't the time to dwell on it though. There was plenty to do before they opened, and it wouldn't do to waste time on her first day working for him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crixus</strong> on <strong>14-05-2016, 07:20:34</strong>
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				“Oh come now Lillian, no need to be so tense about all this” Lucas chuckled, amused at her constant blushing “The ‘Inner Circle’ is all about relaxing. Everyone who comes here, is here for an escape from the outside world. For some, it’s an intimate dinner, others for personal conversation they can’t have at work…humans keep so much pent up inside them, silly worries and expectations, and this is a place where they can leave all that baggage at the door. And that’s the same for my employees”<br><br>Leaning on the opposite side of the table, Lucas poured himself a small glass of dark amber liquid, his simmering gaze watching Lillian intently “I can see exactly what you are, Lillian. The good girl from the good family, doing her best to make her way through college and get a job. The dress you’re wearing right now is probably the most sensual thing you’ve ever worn in your life” Setting the bottle of liquor aside, Lucas shrugged causally as his eyes traced lines all the way up Lillian’s curves “And that’s fine with me. However, I also want that to be fine with you. Certainly your natural beauty helps with the allure of the dress, but you need to be confident with it as well. Remember that while you’re here, you’re not Lillian the Good Girl. You’re Lillian the Personal Assistant to the Owner of the Inner Circle, the place that has movie stars and government officials on the waiting list. If you’re blushing every time you stretch that dress…well, the guests will wonder why your face is always so red”<br><br>Taking a sip of his glass, Lucas moved around the bar and took a seat right beside Lillian “I’m teasing, of course. About the blushing. I know you’ll have it under control once we open but you also have to enjoy it. I mean, I’d certainly prefer to be walking around in my swim shorts, but just because I have to wear a suit, doesn’t mean I just simply have to wear a suit. I own the look, I make it about me, give it a strut when I walk into a room. You might not think you have that grace, Lillian, but I wouldn’t have made you my personal assistant if I didn’t think there was potential for you to leave all that good girl behaviour at the door and make the guests in this place eat out of your hand”<br><br>A predator’s smile flashed across his lips before Lucas took a quick look over the work she’d been doing so far. He already knew her checks were good, her numbers correct, but he made a show of it anyways, going over every row and column. He hadn’t expected to find such a tasty distraction so soon. Sure, Lillian appeared to be your typical friendly study buddy, girl-next-door type but Lucas had a sense for these things. <br><br>“Once you have this finished, I have a few lists of suppliers that I want you to narrow down, make calls for interviews and get them scheduled in for today. I don’t care if any of them have excuses, if anyone on the list catches your eye, you wrap a telephone cord around their neck and drag them down here, deal?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Murvoen</strong> on <strong>14-05-2016, 22:16:00</strong>
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				The way he looked at her so intently sent a shiver down her spine, and she could almost feel his gaze like a physical touch as it followed the curves of her body. Everything he said was true. She was exactly what he said she was, and this dress was the sexiest thing she owned. Not only that, but he was right about her needing to relax a little and con out of her shell. Even if she wasn't blushing every five minutes, it wouldn't look good if she was constantly getting flustered. Lillian swallowed hard as he sat beside her, his closeness causing her body to react in ways that were far from appropriate. If he was paying attention, he'd notice the way her thighs tensed ever so slightly as she tried to press them together and cut off the feeling of arousal. His smile made her want to melt and run all at once, and her tongue darted out briefly to wet her lips. "I'll do my best to find that grace then." she said, offering him a shy smile. She knew she had nothing to worry about when it came to the checks she made. She'd been careful when looking over the numbers and knew she had them right. Sure enough, he had nothing negative to say about them and gave her the next task for after she finished. "Deal." she answered, giving him a small nod of her head.<br><br>Finishing going over the numbers didn't take long at all, and it was soon time for her to make those calls. Lillian took a moment to collect herself, knowing that she couldn't back down the moment someone got rude or nasty. She looked like a strong, and confident woman who knew how get what she wanted, now she just had to pretend to be that until she felt that way herself. Once she felt ready she began going through the list, looking up each one online to find their customer reviews, and to determine if they had the kind of quality she knew Lucas was looking for. When she found one, she didn't hesitate to call. When the man picked up she reminded herself to relax, and that as long as she pretended to have confidence then the man on the other end would think she did. "Hello Mr.Vickers, I'm calling on behalf of my employer Lucas Trent, the owner of the Inner Circle." There wasn't any hesitation or uncertainty in her voice, and she gave the man the chance to acknowledge the name she'd give him. "He's looking for only the best suppliers to buy from, and after doing my research I see that your product is the kind of quality he's looking for. I'm sure he'd love to do business with you, but you have to come in today if you want a work out a deal." Sure enough, the man became livid that he was given such short notice but she took a deep breath and waited for him to go quiet again. "I'm so sorry if you can't manage. I've got an entire list here to go through, and if you can't make it I suppose Mr.Trent will have to take his business elsewhere." It seemed that was all the man needed to know as he tried to start bargaining for a more convenient date and time. "I can't do that Mr.Vickers." she said smoothly, "My employer was very clear in what he wanted. You show up here today, or we don't do business with you." Finally the man relented, and he gave her a time he could arrive that she wrote down. As she hung up the phone she felt a sense of pride in having been able to stand her ground and get what she wanted. In a way, it felt good. Feeling more sure of herself, she continued down the list, only calling those who had the best reviews and the finest products of their kind. Clearly money was of no issue to Lucas, and she doubted he would want less than the best simply to save a buck or two.<br><br>By the time she finished penciling the last time she was sitting a little taller, and looking a little more comfortable in her new clothes. The potential he saw in her had shone through during each phone call, even if she had to collect herself a little bit before each one. She'd even managed to make sure that none of their times overlapped. All in all, she was pleased with herself and it showed in the small smile that graced her lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil In The Details (Crixus &amp; Arreis)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crixus</strong> on <strong>19-05-2016, 06:40:36</strong>
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				"I take it we're all settled then?"<br><br>Making his way down the steps from his office, Lucas's perfect timing from Lillian finishing up her calls was more due to the fact that he'd been watching her over the camera's than anything else. It was important that Lillian earn these victories for herself, not because Lucas was always looming over her. She needed to be able to take charge when he wasn't around. Clapping his hands together, Lucas took note of her straightened posture, the confident way she was sitting before him and the pleased smile upon her lips. It was starting, his influence beginning to slowly creep in. The other's would come along with time, but Lillian was going to be his <em>prize</em>. <br><br>"I must say, you're taking to this all faster than I'd anticipated. I was half expecting to get a knock on my office door for help, but you really knocked it out of the park, didn't you?" Lucas nodded, his smile dangerously wicked as he looked over the timetable "Splendid. Well, we did make a deal on this but didn't specify what exactly you would win if you managed to succeed and I am always a man of my word when it comes to deals. And clearly you have some bargaining skills of your own now..." He teased, lifting his gaze from the times that had been recorded to meet Lillian's eyes "So tell me Lillian, what little bonus can I get you for this successful first day? And do be sure to pick something, because I can't promise I won't take advantage of the opportunity..."<br><br>Winking at her, Lucas swept the timetable up under his arm, taking note of when the first meeting was to take place "Now then, while you mull over your reward, shall we head upstairs and get the meeting room ready? I can show you to our office at the same time and you can figure out how you want your desk setup, extra furniture, decorations..." Motioning for her to follow, Lucas would lead Lillian up the stairs to the more executive looking area of the Inner Circle. The larger office that they would be sharing could easily fit another desk inside, with Lucas's current desk and chair taking up the back of the large room. The two corner walls were pure glass, opening up a beautiful view of the river and downtown. <br><br>"Here's where you'll be doing most of your assistant work. The glass can be darkened if natural light isn't your thing or if you want some privacy, but otherwise what space isn't mine, is yours. Figure out what kind of setup you're looking for and we'll get the furniture guys in here to make it happen"
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