Chapter 92: Over The Edge
Bianca was to, lost in her work to even care who it was, and when Marco tried to open the door and found it locked, he started screaming through the door. “Why the fuck is this shit locked damn it, open it now” he pounded again. Bianca rose to her feet slowly and even slower to the door “Marco, chill out must have did it as the last new employee left sorry.” He stomped into the room looking everywhere and when he found nothing, he smiled irritating Bianca even more. Bianca just smiled back and went to her desk, “You know we’ve been so busy this week we have not really discussed business things or taken care of christening the office, your office” Marco said as he sat at the edge of her desk. Bianca finished typing and added a few notes and finished scanning Cleo and Diamonds Bios into the system. “Well, I’ve just updated the list for the clients and sent them all out the newest list like I do daily, and you were just sent all reports that I’ve got back” she informed him wanting to keep them on track and him away from her for as long as possible.
Bianca had ignored the last comment and just rolled her chair back and looked up at Marco “As for your end I’ve not received any updated transaction sheets or given my cut. Which umm is fine we’ve both been busy, but I like to have everything on my end done on a daily basis, so I have no reason to go back, and triple check my to do list.” Marco looked at her with a smile and turned around and left leaving the door open assuming he was returning. About 8 minutes later Bianca received an excel spread sheet and accounting report. Once opened she about peed her pants “Wow in one week? And we even have new clients set up to come in over the weekend…Jesus the southerners…and all their freaky shit that are at least behind closed doors” she muttered. About a minute later Marco was back at her desk with a binder. “So, these are checks for business now it’s set up under an account with the company name of “Companions Are Our Specialty”.”
Marco handed the binder over “These are to pay the girls with weekly” he said as he rose to his feet, and strolled to her side and rolled her chair back and as he did her desk phone rang. “Thank goodness” she whispered as she hit the speaker phone. “YES….” she said loud and clear. “Ummm yes Ms. Madam Bianca” the caller said. Marco stood back and smiled “Duty calls….” he mouthed as he left her office. Bianca cleared her throat and started over again “Yes, this is Bianca how may I help you?” The girl on the other end spoke soft and low “I’m calling because I could really use a job and well my friend told me about your company and I’m hoping you’ll let me come in for an interview…” Bianca could hear alarm bells ringing in her ears. “I’ll be willing to speak with you in person, but let me ask you one thing what is your age?” The girl didn’t answer right away. When almost 5 minutes of silence went by and Bianca finally told her “just bring in some pictures and a bio of yourself and we’ll see what we can do” the girl thanked her and they arranged to meet Saturday at noon which was the next day.
Bianca ended her call with the young girl “Didn’t even get her name shoot….” Bianca just sat in her chair and waited for more interruptions, just like she thought 5 minutes later Marco came in again and sat down a briefcase. “WTF, what the hell is this all about?” she thought. Marco slowly turned the brief case and showed her hundreds of dollars and a new briefcase for her as a present. Bianca just starred at it and then back at Marco “You’ve got to be kidding me right?” Marco smiled and shook his head “NO.” She was just blown away “Now I know I’ve got a couple business trips to do next week with some of the girls, so I guess this is my briefcase?” they both laughed. Marco pulled out a couple papers “Just need you to sign these and agree to the name of the business and we can be legit” Marco said as he ran his tongue over his lips. Bianca signed the partnership agreement, but hesitated on the name of the company “How hard would it be to change the name of the company at a later time if we wanted?”
Marco growled at her and put his hands on his hips “Not hard, but the name sounds catchy” he replied with a hard sigh. Bianca had other things on her mind but knew if she brought them up now it would be good. She thanked Marco for the briefcase and her cut of the money, she didn’t have time to really count it so just unlocked the floor safe and tossed it all in. That was one thing Marco didn’t like was the safe since it was uncrackable to him anyways. Especially when he had wanted it installed but did not know about the safe brand change. It could only be opened by her hand and scan of her eye and had thanked mama every day for hooking her up with the system. She closed it lightly and got back up. “Anyways is there anything else we need to discuss? We’ve got all the playrooms used and then I have a couple clients of my own soon” she reminded him. She just wanted him out of her office not wanting to have to give him anymore attention. While she wasn’t paying any attention Marco grabbed her and threw her up against the soundproof wall and held her there by the throat. “Don’t get smart now you don’t run this ship I do. We are partners, but that doesn’t mean you get to do whatever you want” he growled reminding her.
Bianca swallowed hard and shook her head “yes”, Marco let her throat go and kept her pinned with his hips and growing erection. “You’re still my property and will do what I want with you and to you” he whispered close to her ear. Bianca was growing angrier as the seconds went by, and 30 seconds later Marco was flat on his back screaming in pain. “You….. fucking CUNT.” She knew that if she didn’t get her anger out now, she’d be too scared to try again. Bianca put the heel of her stiletto over his throat and pushed “You, said respect and you better believe it’ll be both ways and you’re going to stop thinking of me as your property. Because I’m not and if I wanted to, I’d leave and never come back and take “MY” fucking clients with me. You can keep your whore that I’m ashamed to call my mother” Bianca screamed at him. The only thing that kept her from crushing his windpipe was Nevaeh busting through the door.
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