want this one. I just wanted to keep my options open.”
“That makes sense, but I’m hoping to be your only option. I was actually really impressed with your interview and experience. I also got a shining reference from that attorney you worked for. She apparently loved working with you and wishes she could have you back.” A genuine smile spread across her face. She must have been expecting something bad from her last boss. How many jobs had she lost because of that asshole?
“So, I guess you’re wondering why I wanted you here instead of making you an offer on the phone. I’d like to get to the point, if you don’t mind.” He saw her nod him on, so he continued. “I find myself in a unique position here, and I feel I need to share with you some information. I'm pretty sure I can trust you?"
He waited until she nodded before he went on. "If you're going to work here, you'll need to know that I’m actually the owner of Essential Steel. My CEO is only a front man so that I don’t have to put my face on the company. The rest of the company knows I am a top level executive, but that’s it. It’s very important that it stays that way because of my personal ventures, which you already know about.”
“You mean the motorcycle club,” she said, it wasn't a question.
“Yes, you understand then. I have to maintain my anonymity here, but I also don’t want the club finding out what I do. The clashing of the two worlds could be devastating to my career and the company itself, really. I work here during the day, and run with them at night. As my personal assistant, knowing my secret puts a lot of weight on your shoulders. I can’t have someone who could leak my secret even to someone she thinks she can trust with the information. In my world, there’s not many people I can trust.” He realized he was starting to sound ominous and accusatory, so he backed off a little.
“Look, Cynthia, I'm sure I can trust you, and not just because..." he didn't want to even mention their relationship again. He wanted to forget it existed, and just imagine her as the girl he had first been attracted to at the bar. "I can just tell that you're the type of person that can keep a secret. I just need to know that you can keep the two separate, but the job is yours if you want it. Just, stay away from The Blue Pig, please. It’s where my club hangs out most of the time, and it would just raise too many questions about how we know each other.”
Dante took a deep breath and stopped, nervous as to how she was taking all the information. As hard as it would be to trust a stranger, he should at least be able to trust his own stepsister - even if they barely knew each other. Of course, if she turned him down after hearing everything, that would mean she wouldn’t even be under his watchful eye and would still know his secret.
He looked to her for a response, but she was unreadable.
Chapter 7
Cynthia sat and listened to Dante talk about his double secret life intently. She knew he was going to make her a job offer, but she could see where his fears were coming from. It was shocking to find out that he was actually the owner of the company, the one who called all the shots for such a large corporation. She never would have guessed that the charming yet rough man she met in the bar that night would turn out to be her next possible boss. What an awfully small world it really was.
As he finally let out the offer and explained all that it would entail, she felt an anxious feeling in her stomach. Even in his jeans and button down shirt he looked good, just the tip of a tattoo peeking out of the top of his shirt. He hadn’t buttoned the top button.
It frustrated her that she was still attracted to him. Not only because he was her stepbrother, but because of everything else. He was her potential boss, he was part of a motorcycle gang. In that context, their familial relationship