Wife for Hire - restarted (closed)

[EklectikChik]

(This thread is closed for myself and carnor_jax)

Emma sat and watched with curiosity as one woman after another entered the office of a certain Jacob Trenhom at Trenholm Industries and within a few minutes, marched right back out. What was even more curious was that Emma seemed to be the only redhead in a sea of tall, leggy blonds. All wearing pant suits or form fitting pencil skirts. Most looking a little haughty and perhaps more than a little bored and all looking sour in the face as they left, their heels clipping over the marble floors. She was a little in awe...most looked as though they belonged draped on the cover of some high end fashion magazine and there she sat, smack dab in the middle of it all.

At a mere 5'1”, Emma was anything but leggy. She was short and curvy, with a full chest and as her gynecologist loved to tease her about, 'fantastic birthing hips' that complimented a beautifully rounded bottom that she self consciously thought was maybe a little too big. Unlike the blondes around her, she'd dressed in a flowing green skirt that swished around her knees, black flats and blouse conservatively tucked in. Her long red hair was a long mass of flowing curls that refused to be tamed, so Emma pinned the sides back to show off her face and the rest fell over her shoulders and back in bouncy ringlets. She stuck out like a sore thumb and she knew it, but despite this, she was happy.

For once in her short 25 years, she felt as thought she had finally found her niche. And if this job panned out, she would have the free time and the money to pursue her dream. So with each annoyed blond that came clipping through the lobby, her hopes elevated until she was practically squirming with excitement.

With her legs crossed, she swung the top leg back and forth nervously and clasped her slender hands over her knee, watching the minutes on the wall clock tick away. When a female voice finally called her name, Emma stood up so fast she almost stumbled. With a nervous little laugh, she clasped her purse close and beamed a smile at the girl in front of her, who sniffed and rolled her eyes.

Rushing towards the door, Emma sweetly said hello to the older woman dressed in a starchy suit and handed over her resume. The woman quirked a brow and gave her a quick once over, then glanced at the paper in her hand. “Emma Snyder...Mr. Trenholm is ready to see you.”

“Yes ma'am. Thank you.” Emma said, following the woman into a larger office which just about took her breath away. Holy cow but it was big and sleek!

 

[carnor_jax]

Peter sat in the back of his large office, he swirled a drink in his hand, the ice clinking against the edge of the cup as he stared at the blond in the chair in the middle of the room. One of his many employees John sat behind his desk giving the interview. He had given him a list of questions to answer and had given him room to freelance the interview as he wished. Peter sat in the back and watch, he was mostly hidden in shadows, he enjoyed seeing the interaction between the two people, he could tell what he needed from that.

He watched as the blond smile, a fake plastic smile, like all of the rest of them. They payed so much for their tits that they wanted to make sure that everyone knew about them and had them pushed up to their necks. Their bodies were near perfection, nipped and tucked, and boxtoxed till they were tight and almost perfect, this near perfection bothered him. He had been with plenty of women like that, he had dated them, partied with them and fucked them. He had learned that their depth of a person only went as far as the silicon could penetrate. He had had his fill of that and wasn't interested in it any more, and it would not due for his next venture.

He had done all he could in business, he had built up a large corporation and had his business where it would run itself with out much intervention from himself. He had secured all of the money he would need to live comfortably and could do pretty much what he wanted, now he wanted to gain power and influence. He was thinking of moving into politics, and needed a wife to help give him that wholesome family vibe to his candidacy. He took a drink as he watched the next plastic barbie walk into the room, he rolled his eyes.

He watched her petite figure sink down into the chair in front of John "Next" he called from his spot in the shadows. He smirked as he watched the doll jump.

John shrugged and sheepishly said "Thank you, that will be all"

Peter watched as the glaring blue eyes sought him out, he smiled and nodded to her as he took another drink.

He frowned, well this was a worthless en devour to try and find a suitable woman this way, perhaps he should try to date his way into a relationship, he smiled. If it wasn't for Eve he wouldn't be the man that he was today. He had done it all for her, he had worked so hard to give her everything that she ever wanted, that he worked himself out of her life. He had abandoned her, letting her raise their kids while he provided everything for her. He pressed his lips together, it had taken him 10 years to rebuild what she took from him.

He sighed, this wasn't going to work, he thought as he looked up to see a short, curvy, redhead walk into the room. Peter sat forward as he watched John roll his eyes. He leaned forward, he wanted to see how this interview went.

 

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Emma's eyes scanned the impressive office quickly before her eyes met John's. She caught the roll of the eyes before he could cover it, but didn't let it falter her steps as she strode over to the large desk. The woman who led the way murmured her name and dropped her resume onto the desk before making her exit.

“Mr. Trenholm, thank you for seeing me. I'm Emma Snyder.” She told him curtly, her voice warm and friendly as she sank down into the seat he motioned towards.

John picked up her file, quickly glancing towards Peter, surprised that he hadn't dismissed her from the office the moment she had stepped in. Sure, every blonde bimbo that had walked through the doors had failed to impress his boss, but this woman couldn't possibly be someone that Peter could find suitable, could she? John fixed his gaze on her, taking in her smooth creamy skin and softly glossed pink lips. Her eyes and hair, he had to admit were striking. Perfectly offsetting her ivory skin.

There was nothing nipped and tucked on this girl, that was for sure. He almost chuckled out loud and shook his head. “Well Miss Snyder, it says here that you have quite a lot of experience for a woman of your age.” John began, tapping his long tapered fingers against the mahogany desk and kicking back. He was bored, and eager for this process to be over with. And his patience was wearing thin. “Your resume states that you have some law firm experience, secretarial and a good solid college background in...English. Interesting...tell me, what interests you in this position exactly?”

Emma crossing her legs, her grin broadening as her eyes sparkled. “To be perfectly honest, I figured it would be easy and free up the rest of my time to do what I truly want to be doing. Not that I wouldn't work hard and do my best.” She added, watching him quirk a brow with curiosity.

“And what it is that you'd rather be doing?” He found himself asking, veering off the list of questions that Peter had left for him.

Emma found herself flushing a little. She wasn't really all that comfortable talking about her passion for writing. Most people gave her strange looks when she mentioned it, but what the hell...she had nothing to lose. She'd already taking more chance in the last month than in her entire life. “Well...I actually love writing children stories and I love to paint, so most of the illustrations are mine as well. “

“I see...” John paused and seemed to ponder his next move, making Emma shift slightly as she waited to hear what else he had to ask.

 

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Peter leaned back into his chair as the interview started, she was well spoken and he had to admit she was attractive and a real sort of way. He enjoyed her full figure, she had all of the curves that a woman should have. Her red hair set off her pale skin and gave her a much different look than any of the other girls he had seen today. He was glad to see something other than blond, the one brunet had also been a welcome deviation from the standard blond.

Peter smiled, she thought this job was going to give her free time, she obviously didn't quite understand what he was looking for and what his demands would be. He liked her answer, it was real, he could hear the passion in her voice talking about her hobby. If she could show that passion for him they could pull off a convincing couple. He wondered just how good of an actor she could be, but he knew that she had a passion and could probably use that to help his cause.

Peter stood up from his position in the side of the room and walked to the side of his desk, he tapped John on the shoulder "I'll take it from here" he said as he looked down at his assistant. He smoothed out his grey suit and as he sat down, he looked across at her, his brown eyes scanning her. His dark hair was cut short, he had just a smattering of grey at his temples. His skin was a dark color that showed that he was a man that liked to be out doors when he had the time.

"Ms. Snyder" Peter started off with a smile "out of all the candidates that have walked through the door today" he said motioning towards the door "your the only one that I feel capable of filling the role that I need" he said.

"Now what I need out of an assistant is something more personal in nature" he said "is that something you would be interested in" he asked. "The hours will be some what unorthodox" he grinned "but I promise the pay will be adequate with what your being asked to do" he said.

"What do you think" he asked.

 

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Emma was a little taken back by the sudden change. She regarded Peter curiously as he dismissed his assistant. While John had seemed nice enough, this man fit the part of what she had envisioned...He had an air of self confidence. Held himself tall and while his suit hide his body, she could tell that he took care of himself. His shoulders were broad, his physique lean from what she could tell. Yet something about the way his gaze slid over her, made her skin tingle with awareness. She'd been around handsome men before, powerful men, but she'd always kept her cool. For a moment, she met his gaze evenly, noticing the flecks of gold that seemed to highlight the warm brown of his irises.

“It sounds...interesting.” She began carefully. It sounded somewhat intriguing as well. “But before I say yes, I would like to know more. What is it exactly that you'd want me to be doing at unorthodox hours?” She queried, a small playful smile gracing her face.

She eased back slightly in her seat. “I wondered what was going on with all the blondes that filtered through here...I figured you had particular tastes in eye candy perhaps, but I have to say, Mr. Trenholm, I hope you're not propositioning me for anything...lewd?” One delicate eye brow came up, surprising herself that she was being so bold. “You seem like a man who can get a date easily enough...”

 

[carnor_jax]

Peter smiled and nodded "Yes the position is unorthodox, as well as unusual" he paused "but there is nothing lewd about it". He leaned back in his chair surprised by her boldness "I am a man that needs to put up a certain appearance" he went on "one that matches with what society expects and thinks of me" he said. "And to that end I am looking for someone who can help me put up that appearance" He said leaning forward. "I need someone to play the roll of my wife" he said bluntly "I do not expect her to take on all of the marital duties" he said with a waive off his hand "but she must be seen with me, she must host parties with me and be willing to play the roll" he said.

He nodded to her "Your the only one that I have seen that has the brains to pull that off" he said with a smile "Play the part, come to some parties and enjoy what life has to offer" he said with a nod. "That is what I am offering" he said as he slid a piece of paper to her. "I return you will be paid very well, be given access to a life you would not have had otherwise". The paper had her salary on it, along with the duties she was to perform. "And of course all of the requires your absolute secrecy" he said as he gave her a smile.

"My business is my own and why I choose to run things this way is mine to deal with, you need not concern yourself with the minutia of things" he said as he leaned back in the chair once more.

"Does this sound like something that would appeal to you" he asked as he looked back across the table at her.

 

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Emma didn't glance at the paper, instead she kept her gaze fixed on him for a moment as she took in everything. Finally she took the paper and glanced over it, doing her best not to swoon over the amount of money he was offering for a tidy wife and secrecy. It was all a little, well, crazy. However, even without the money it was an adventure that Emma couldn't pass up. She'd wanted out of her boring routine and boring was already out the window.

He was very thorough, the list of things that his wife would do also came right down to how she dressed. "Well, this all looks in order, however, am I to just show up whenever you need me?" She asked, glancing up briefly. "This sounds like something right up my alley." She grinned, "It's sort of like a live play and I always wanted to try my hand at acting."

A thoughtful frown marred her otherwise smooth brow as she slid the paper aside and leaned forward a little. "You're a smart man yourself otherwise you wouldn't be here. You would't have all that you have. but I wonder how far you've thought of details. You don't know me and I don't know you. Not really. Do you have a script for all of this? Or are we to use halve truths to make it as realistic as possible?"

 

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Peter shook his head "No, you will be moved into a small apartment in the manor" he said as he watched her. "We have to make this look as real as possible" he said as he gave her a smile. "You will be given access to what ever you need there and be provided transportation to what ever you need to" he said. "That way you will be there when ever I need you" Peter said.

Peter leaned back in the chair, it sounded like she was interested in this. "I will have a back story written up" he said with a waive of his hand "You will of course be expected to memorize it and keep to that story" he smile "from there we will be making it up as we go" he said.

"Does that sound like something that will be acceptable to you" he asked "Im sure you will have plenty of time to work on your acting" he said.

 

[EklectikChik]

Emma sat back again as well. So he had thought of it all. A private apartment? With the sort of money he would pay her to do it, she could keep her current apartment as well just in case he decided to boot her out before she had a chance to gather her things. The idea was crazy and wild, something her mother would disprove of as she disproved of most things in Emma's life.

She was a grown woman though and this was her life, she reminded herself. "I think we have a deal." She finally said extended one slender hand to him, her fingernails natural and painted in a pale shimmering gloss, not glossy talons that threatened to cut a man's heart out.

"I will need to get a couple of my things from home. I travel light, so just tell me when you need me to be ready and I'll be at your beck and call." She gave him a genuine smile, imagining the look on her mother's face if she ever told her the truth.

 

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Peter nodded and smiled back at her, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card. He scribbled his address on it and handed it to her. "Very well, go collect your things, here is my address" he said as he handed it over to her. He leaned back in his chair, a pleased look on his face.

"I will make sure that things are ready for you when you arrive" he said as he stood up. "I think this will be a very good experience for both of us" he said as he took her hand and gave her a shake.

Peter watched as she left the office, his eyes taking in her figure. He was very happy with his choice, she was the unconventional choice for sure. He hopes that he had made the right choice in picking her. Only time would tell though, he smiled, it would be an interesting ride.

 

[EklectikChik]

Emma left with a mixed feelings of excitement and anxiety. Had she truly lost her mind?! She'd accepted an offer from a perfect wealthy stranger to stay at his home and be his pretend wife. It was ludicrous even to her ears, but...it was money and it was free time for her to work on what she wanted to work on.

She didn't remember much about her trip home, but now that she stood in her neat little apartment, Em felt a little at a loss. Dropping her purse, she glanced down at the address he'd given her and let out a long deep sigh. She wouldn't back out because she loved a challenge, an adventure and this was right up her alley.

Kicking off her flats, Em wiggled her toes and decided there was no time like the present to get started. Alone with her thoughts, she dug out a suitcase and dufle bag and began to pack up some of her essentials. She knit picked through her things until each bag was filled with clothes, toiletries and most importantly, her art supplies and laptop.

Feeling accomplished, she smiled and grabbed a handful of books...cheap, sizzling and fun romance novels...a girl had to have a vice!

With everything packed away, Emma picked up her cell and began making plans. First, she still wanted to keep her place...just in case. But in doing so, she spoke to Dotty, the old sweet lady across from her place to have her water her plants. The sweet older lady was always so pleased to talk to Emma, rattling on about this and that and practically dancing with joy that her neighbor had found herself a new job. The details of which Emma didn't bother sharing. Only that she would be traveling a little and gone for chunks of time.

"You just take care honey. I'll keep those pretty plants of yours alive until you return!" Dotty promised and gave her a warm hug, making Emma's eyes sting with unshed tears. If only her mother was so enthusiastic and warm with her affections.

Shoving that thought aside, she thanked Dotty again and smiled. "I'll make it worth your while!" She promised, knowing that she had an affinity for sweets and always gushed over baked goods.

By the following morning, she was up early, doing a round of cleaning around her apartment so that it was left neat and tidy. She showered and dressed herself in a pair of slimming dark jeans and soft cream colored knit top with a splash of bold color that seemed to match her hair.

With one last look around the place, she set off to Peter's place with butterflies fluttering in her belly.

 

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Peter spent the next day at home, he had some things he needed to attend to and had pretty much got the company where it could run itself with out him for a while. He was home when Emma arrived at his estate, one of his servants came to let him know.

"Very good, have her brought to my study" he said as he headed down the hallway. He reached his study and found the folder he had prepared. It had their back story and some other notes that she needed to memorize.

He watched her as she walked into the room "Ahh, good of you to come" he said as he stood up. "I trust that you didn't have any problem finding the place" he said as he crossed the study floor over to where she was standing. "Here is the packet of information that you will be expected to memorize" he said as he went back to his chair.

"Please review the information and let me know if you have any questions" he said. "Stephen will show you to your room" he said as he motioned to the butler who was standing in the hallway. "Once you are settled please join me on the lawn for tea this afternoon" he said.

 

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The moment Emma drove up the private drive to Peter's mansion, she felt a small prickle of dread slither down her back. It...was...huge. Grand. Breath taking. A place only people could dream about and she could only imagine how many rooms it had and how many man hours it took to keep a place like that running. What had she gotten herself into??

Everything was a bit of a blur, from the moment she stepped out of her car, which looked entirely out of place, to being escorted to Peter's study. She shook his hand, her eyes torn between gazing at his handsome face, to taking in all the little details everywhere. There was so much to take in that it almost gave her a headache. He'd probably laugh if he ever saw her place...she wasn't usually self conscious about these kinds of things, but for a moment, she felt like a fish out of water.

When he started speaking, she squared her shoulders and smiled, taking the papers and briefly scanning over them. "Sounds good, thanks you." She told him. He seemed to be all business, so she stood and gave him a curt little nod, "I'll see you later then."

Tea!? She almost giggled out loud, but instead, found her smile broadening. Tea. How...quaint and formal. Stephen, was a handsome older gentleman who led the way to her room. The apartment was actually connected to the home via a short hall at the back of the mansion. It smelled freshly cleaned, the windows large and gave 'small' space, compared to the mansion itself, a grander air. Everything was tastefully decorated, almost with a feminine touch and Emma wondered who had gone to the lengths as she found herself alone and gazing around her new home away from home.