"If enthusiasm counts for anything, I say we hire them both, it would be good to get the cataloguing up to date," Dante chuckled, "but the family will probably not approve."
"We'll get them to sign a waiver, Ben can draw it up, that'll make everyone happy," Emilio said quietly as if thinking through the issues. "Tell me why this is going to piss off Baozhai first so I can be sure I am not fighting a losing battle."
"I'm going to take Changying home for the holidays to meet Papa," Wang turned to look at the woman he loved.
"So soon? Yeah, I can imagine Baozhai has steam coming out of her ears. It must be killing her that you care what a girl other than her," Emilio laughed. Wang explained what had occurred this afternoon and what the fall out would probably be and he wanted to pre-empt it ever happening again.
"Geez that's bitchy even for Baozhai, getting two girls fired just because you are not listening to her," Emilio sympathised. "Doesn't surprise me though, I wouldn't let her borrow some heirloom jewellery for a fashion show she had and she has been dogging my steps ever since, I have never seen Ben so much as I have lately, he will probably appreciate an up-to-date catalogue as much as anyone, and if she is about to become part of the family anyway."
"We could hire Changying as a freelance contractor through the auction house rather than the gallery to take the heat off," Dante suggested. "You know Baozhai, she can be vengeful; Changying could use a middle name or something. I'll get to know Louisa a bit better, I think, before we offer her anything," he grinned at his brothers.
"All right you work out the details. I'll talk to Changying tonight when we get home. Thanks, Lio," he embraced his brother in a macho hug, I knew I could count on you." He turned back to the girls who were leafing through the book with wonder. "It's getting late," he called, "I better get you both home I hear your boss is a bastard when it comes to tardiness," he smirked at them.
"His barks worse than his bite," Louisa smiled but reluctantly closed the book and went to place it back on the shelf.
"I'll take Louisa home if you like," Dante offered.
"It's up to her; I guess," Wang said dubiously.
"Sure, I don't mind. I know you two still have stuff to talk about after... well stuff to talk about," she changed what she was about to say seeing Changying's face fall.
"No, so much, we both know what happened," he shrugged, "It's more about what comes next, although she did offer to work here so maybe she's planning on leaving me now." He frowned at her.
"Well they do have a lot to offer a girl like me," she grinned looking around her and winking at Dante, who burst out laughing in his low, slow chuckle.
"The look on Wang's face right now is enough to make me seriously consider it," Emilio grinned, "I guess I'll go find Ben and see what he thinks about hiring some help."
The small group left the warehouse and went in different directions. As they drove, Wang talked about his concern that the company policy about sleeping with the boss, would be brought to bear by Chen, who wouldn't go down without a fight.
"We both knew it would happen sometime, and I will still work on your book while I look for another job, who knows maybe your brothers really will let me work on their cataloguing system with them," Changying said easily. "I won't deny it or apologise for falling in love with you Wang but I will miss seeing you as much as I do every day."
"My feelings exactly," Wang said and reached over taking her hand as he drove seemingly in even more of a hurry than usual.
Practically dragging her from the car after he parked hastily, he began to undress her in the elevator, the buttons on her blouse coming undone easily under the pressure of his fingers. He kissed her deeply as he pulled each breast from her flimsy bra and played with the rapidly hardening nipples.
Changying could feel the urgency of his need as his hands and mouth possessed her, and she knew the evening would be filled with painful pleasure and the heights of ecstasy he could give her. Pushing her into the apartment, he growled, "Hands on the wall." Without any further acknowledgement, he reefed her skirt up around her waist and then ripped the thin piece of lace that was her g string from her body. She heard his fly unzip and then he entered her from behind his hands moving to maul her breasts.
His pace did not slow as his need overrode his thoughts, one hand drifted down to her cunt, his fingers seeking out and strumming her sensitive clit the other moved up to encircle her throat. He did not hold back, and his fingers tightened cruelly on both areas of flesh as he came feeling her shudder as she gave a strangled cry her hands slipping down the wall with the intensity of what she felt.
Pulling her to the bed, he held her in his arms surprisingly gently in stark contrast to the recklessness with which he has just fucked her. He stroked over her body his hands lingering over her breasts caressing and teasing the high pink nipples. "I love you," he murmured as he nuzzled the red marks that had been left on her neck.
Smiling, Changying wrapped her arms around him. "I know, Mine, I love you too." This man had come into her life and changed her world completely. So much had happened in the short time they had been together that she had no doubt in her mind that the love they shared was real and lasting.