Offer can't refuse

When they make it to the abandoned conference room, it is strangely dominated by a very large table. As he enters, he notices a window framing a gorgeous view of uptown. He moves toward the window, but his new boss moves with him and grabs his waist. She tilts her head and asks, "How do you like the view, babe?

He turns around and sees he is surrounded by a group of female lawyers, the oldest being twenty-five and the youngest barely old enough to drink.

Rumi says, "Yuri, why don't you introduce yourself to him, or maybe you need more training."

Yuri steps forward, pulling her hand out to shake his, but instead pulls him in and plants a firm kiss on his lips. After breaking away, she bows down slightly to the boss. He finds himself sandwiched between his boss and the woman who just kissed him, completely boxed in against the glass.

As the meeting wraps up, Yuri whispers from across the table, "Stay put."

The boss mutters something in Japanese, and Yuri merely looks at him, deadpan, and says, "If I was you, I would run."

An uneasy silence falls over the room. Yuri steps closer, invading his personal space, and looks around before speaking. "You’ll notice most of the lawyers here are quite attractive, or they lean very heavily toward given abnormalities."

She pauses, letting the reality sink in before reintroducing herself and outlining his responsibilities. "I am Yuri. I'm actually the niece of the firm's director, and I'll be orienting you into your daily goals." She places a hand firmly against his chest. "You will perform legal tasks that take up eighty percent of the job. But we also have to entertain our clients—and in most cases, satisfy their fetishes."

He shakes his head, backing up slightly until he hits the edge of the table. "What do you mean, I have to attend?

Yuri narrows her eyes. "You're still not getting it, are you? Are you curious why you were able to hold onto your job even though you called my aunt a porn star a couple of years ago? Because it was true, and you are no different now. If a superior tells you to drop your pants, you drop them."

With a wave of her hand, the boss dismisses the rest of the staff. The other lawyers file out of the room in silence, leaving him entirely alone with Yuri, who steps forward with a knowing grin. As it happens, Yuri isn't just another associate—she is the boss's niece, and she has been designated to handle the first phase of his training.

Before he can protest, Yuri reaches out and unbuckles his belt, pulling his pants down as her hands slide across him. "You are far older than the other guys here, which means you've caught the eye of a client or an executive. And if my aunt wanted to, she could have stripped you right here and paraded you down the hall on all fours."

Cornered and immobilized, he watches as Yuri reaches for the intercom. She presses the button and speaks into the speaker, "Jelena, please come to the main conference room. I need to teach a man some discipline."

Yuri turns back to him with a sharp smile. "When our receptionist comes in, you are going to kiss her and tend to her. While I watch, she had better enjoy it."

Moments later, the heavy door opens. A gorgeous brunette with wavy hair and an hourglass figure steps into the room, closing the door behind her and leaning back against the conference table, waiting.