The Right Attitude Ch 2.5
The Right Attitude Ch 2.5
The Giantess's Demanding Gaze
As the elevator doors opened, she stepped out with a commanding stride, her towering figure casting an intimidating shadow over the small man who nervously followed behind. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in every detail as she approached the table where the contract lay waiting. The air was thick with anticipation and power, and it was clear who held the upper hand in this meeting.
She sat down, her massive frame dwarfing the chair beneath her, and fixed him with a steely gaze that demanded his full attention. "I don't like being kept waiting," she growled, her deep voice reverberating through the room. "Especially not by someone who wants something from me."
He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "I'm sorry, Mistress," he stammered, his eyes never leaving hers. "I just wanted to make sure I had everything in order."
Her expression didn't soften. "You'd better have," she warned. "Because I don't tolerate incompetence. Now, let's see if you're worth my time." With that, she reached out and snatched the contract off the table, her long fingers engulfing it like a child's toy. As she began to read through it, he couldn't help but feel the weight of her scrutiny bearing down on him.
The tension in the room was palpable, and he could feel his heart racing as he waited for her verdict. Would she accept his terms? Or would she tear up the contract and send him packing? He couldn't help but feel both terrified and exhilarated by the prospect of serving such a demanding mistress.
Finally, she looked up from the paperwork. "Not bad," she said, her voice still cold. "But there are some changes I'd like to see made. Meet me back here tomorrow at noon, and we'll discuss them further." With that, she stood up, towering over him once again, and walked away, leaving him to wonder what sort of fate awaited him in their next encounter.
