Jake Klien: Rise Of The Young Trillionaire

YOUR SECRET ADMIRER

“Hey there, pretty boy. Why have you been playing hard to get? I know that you know very well that I want you, and I've been showing you signs all this while, and you've done a great job at pretending you don't like what you see. I have trailed you around and I know you don't have a girlfriend, so there's really no reason why you shouldn't satisfy me. I need this one favour from you Jake. I really need you!

- Your Secret Admirer.”

“Who could this be?” he wondered. “My boss?” he thought to himself. “She could have just used her normal email address. Maybe it's not her. Well, if it's not her …who is it?!” he kept thinking of who else apart from his boss was making advances on him. He finally decided to sleep it off and try to figure it out in the morning.

***

Maria sat in her bathtub, feeling satisfied as she had put her plan into motion. Jake knows she wants him, but then he's probably trying to figure out whether or not she really is his secret admirer. He can't be sure—at least, not yet—not until she reveals herself. She was going to play a cat and mouse game with him, until he finally fell into her trap. She savoured the moment, contempt was obvious in her expression. She caressed herself as she imagined having sex with Jake. She felt an almost electric sensation coursing through her. She bit her lower lip and moaned softly into the candlelit room, creating a romantic—almost erotic—atmosphere as she did so.

“I will have you, Jake Kline. It's only a matter of time before you submit to me.” she said as she caressed her breasts and closed her eyes in order to soak in the imaginations of Jake's body she had in mind.

***

Jake woke up on Saturday morning. His last work day of the week. He was happy to get off work, especially now that his boss was seemingly after him, or whomever this "Secret Admirer" was. He was determined not to allow the issue to ruin his mood today. He jogged straight to the gym, maybe a proper workout was what he needed to get this off his chest.

***

Jake was lost in thoughts throughout the time he spent at the gym. He tried hard not to believe that his boss was his not-so-secret admirer, but all the clues pointed at her. He decided to delete the email and did.

He felt a little relieved now that he couldn't see the email that haunted him.

He had a fairly smooth day at work as his manager called the entire staff and made Drex apologise to each and every single one of them while he supervised alongside his boss. He smiled as he remembered the look on Drex's face as he was made to say “I'm very sorry for being a bully.” to every single one of them. His smile faded as soon as he remembered the email, and that he was going to his second job tonight, and that his boss might actually make her move tonight.

He arrived at KwikStop Pizza, the environment suddenly seemed eery to him due to the issue on ground. He took a deep breath and then stepped into the building. Everything was normal inside. The workers were busy working, work was going smoothly. He would have felt relieved, but he still had to check in with his boss.

The walk from the entrance to the Pizza place to his boss's office seemed like a hike in a desert. He was afraid of his boss—NO! He was afraid of losing his job after telling her that he can't sleep with her. He took another deep breath as he approached the office door. He knocked cautiously.

“Yes? Come in.” Maria said from inside the office. Jake entered the office, looking bothered. Anxiety was written all over him.

“G—Good evening ma'am. He greeted her.

“Good evening Jake. Are you alright? You're sweating and you seem really uncomfortable.” she asked.

“I'm actually okay ma'am. It's nothing. I was in a hurry while coming here.” he lied.

“Are you sure you're okay? You don't need anything?” she asked.

“Yes ma'am. Thanks for your concern.” he replied.

“You're welcome.” she said, as she looked him directly in the eye.

“Ma'am I …I came to check in. And I've also not received my delivery list email yet.” he explained, trying to get out of this awkward moment.

“True, I haven't sent it yet. Go wait in the lobby. I'll get back to you in a bit.” she responded.

“Alright ma'am, no problem.” he said as he walked out of the office, obviously relieved.

“Yes! She finally let me go. Now I can carry out my deli—” he halted in his steps as everyone else had left. It seemed like it was just him left, just him—and his boss. His email notification chimed and it was a letter stating that all deliveries have been cancelled that night. He was about going home when he received yet another email from the anonymous Secret Admirer. The email read:

“Hey pretty boy. I let all the workers leave. They're taking the night off. The only thing you'd be taking off are my clothes tonight. You can't keep running.

Game Over!

-Your Secret Admirer.”

“It can't be. NO!” Jake said to himself. Then he heard someone whistle behind him, and he turned swiftly, and his boss was standing in front of him, wearing only lingerie.

“Hey Pretty boy. I'm your ‘not-so-secret-admirer’. Surprised?!” she said in a soft, yet audible voice.