Powerful Men 2: Four More Alphas Who Seize Control by Carla Kane Read Free Book Online Page A

deeper shade of red. This was unheard of where she came from. Who were these men? Surely not the famous advertising executives of Madison Avenue? They spoke like ruffians.
    ‘Hmmm,’ James sighed, ‘the legs are good but it’s what they lead up to that I want. Oh yeah.’
    The three of them snorted with deep, throaty laughter. Despite herself Suzie felt a twinge of heat in her belly. She pinched her hand to try to get a hold on herself. This was so crude and unseemly.
    ‘So what do you think Bill?’ Teddy asked, ‘you going to ride out for one last hurrah?’
    ‘Oh we’ll see,’ William replied in a coy voice, ‘perhaps if the right gal comes into my sights.’
    There was the quiet sound of muffled laughter as they tried to restrain themselves. Suzie was sure now that they were taking notice of her, in front of them in the elevator. Checking her out and defiling her with their eyes – and there was nothing she could do about it. For a moment a thought popped into her head. What would happen, she wondered , if the elevator suddenly broke down, if the men lost their cool and decided to act on the implication of their words? If they took her and stripped her and –
    She bit her lip and tried to shake herself out of it. Now really Suzie, she told herself, what on earth’s gotten into you? What would Father McCarthy say? It must have been the heat. The heat and the excitement of starting her new job. The elevator doors opened and the bellhop removed his hat.
    ‘Floor number six,’ he said, ‘Harlan Fisher. Ma’am, have a nice day. Fellas.’
    Suzie stepped out into the offices and looked around her. So this was it, her new professional home. The main floor was littered with desks, each one with a girl busily working, their hair all done up in fashionable beehives or bouffants , typing frenetically on typewriters or speaking into telephones. As she stood frozen in wonder by all this activity, the men from the elevator stepped around her. They glanced back as they passed and smiled at her wickedly, snickering like a gang of prowling dogs. Suzie blushed.
    ‘Now don’t mind them,’ a voice called and Suzie looked up.
    An elegant and buxom lady with fiery red hair was coming towards her. She was beautiful. ‘You must be Suzie,’ she said, ‘June Kerouac, office manager.’
    ‘Hi,’ Suzie smiled, putting out her hand, ‘it’s nice to meet you Miss Kerouac.’
    ‘Please, call me June,’ the older woman replied, ‘so you found us alright?’
    ‘Yes,’ Suzie answered, ‘it’s very fast-paced around this part of the city.’
    “You can say that again,’ June agreed, a sly twinkle in her eye, ‘come on, I’ll show you around the place.’
    She began walking down the aisle and Suzie hurried to catch up with her.
    ‘So you had to share an elevator with the Three Stooges back there?’ June asked conversationally, ‘God help you. I trust they weren’t too lurid for you?’
    Suzie smiled shyly. ‘Oh no,’ she said, ‘not at all.’ Quite frankly, she was too embarrassed to say anything otherwise.
    ‘Hmmm, I’m sure,’ June replied, in a way that said she had her doubts and they were very strong doubts indeed. ‘Ok,’ she said, ‘this is the executive floor, where the creative execs and the account execs all have their offices – Jon Sugar included, who I’ll introduce you to later. He’s in a meeting right now. Tommy Harlan and Chuck Fisher, the senior partners, are also on this floor. Most of the real work goes on on the floor below this one but you won’t have to go down there too often and you better not tell anybody I just said that about the work either, ok?’
    Suzie smiled. ‘Of course,’ she said. She was starting to like June Kerouac.
    ‘Good,’ June smirked, ‘I can tell you and I are going to get along just fine together.’ She continued across the room. ‘Come on,’ she said, ‘Mr. Sugar’s office is just down here. As I said, he’s having a meeting at the moment but