Becoming Perfect (closed for Vagrant)

Joy was startled when the person who knocked bringing food was Matteo himself. She knew he had said that they would talk....but not this soon. She took the food from him and started eating slowly, cognizant that her nipples were poking through the thin negligee. She almost choked on the bite when he asked her why she had been there.

She took a gulp of orange juice before answering. "Another associate at my firm had an emergency, so I got handed one of their cases. My boss called me last night and told me that an informant had something vital to the case that had to be picked up immediately and required that I go to that place to meet the person and collect the evidence." She took in a quick breath. "Normally, I wouldn't handle something like that myself but it was time sensitive information....so I went. I didn't expect the area to be as bad as it was."

Joy waited for a reaction from Matteo, a little scared at what he might say or do. He seemed to bore into her with his gaze, and she so quietly began eating again...only to fill the silence.
 
He sighed as she explained what it was. The odds of her meeting actually being to contact a handler, considering what happened, were slim so he wasn't worried about that at the moment. Instead, he was livid that one of the things he requested, namely that the person assigned to be his point person was exclusively working for him had been violated.

"So, you're saying that because someone else can't do their job, you had to cut short our meeting to go pick up whatever fucking shit it was you had to grab... and doing so very nearly got you raped?" He stood.

"When you're done eating, get showered and dressed. We're going into your office."
 
Joy blanched as Matteo got so passionate. But it also made her wet. His power was so evident to her now. It made her horny just being around him....but when he was like this....it was even worse. She shifted in the bed before answering. "Yes sir. If you could give me....thirty minutes....I can be ready to go."
 
"You don't have to rush. You're not the one I'm upset with. If anyone deserves to have a good morning, it's you. I'm just furious that if you hadn't been acting so suspiciously as you left I never would have had someone follow you. And if that hadn't happened, who knows what might have transpired. It's unacceptable."

He was being very protective of her. Partially because of his plans for her, but also because as long as she was undercover and he knew about it, he could control what information the authorities had about him. If something happened to her and they tried again with him not being warned, who knows what damage might be caused.

He waited for her in the front foyer 30 minutes later. If she took a bit longer, he wouldn't comment. But after she joined him they drove to her offices where he walked into John's office. "John, we have a problem."
 
Joy hurried through her shower and got herself as presentable as possible without her own things. She was down to the foyer in almost exactly thirty minutes. Matteo still seemed like he was ready to explode, so she didn't push him as the drove to her office.

As they walked inside and took the elevator up to her floor, she could feel her coworkers eyes on her. They all knew who Matteo was, but he hadn't visited here since they signed him as an account.
 
John looked up from his computer when the two of them walked into his office. "Problem? What problem."

As Matteo recounted the events of the previous night, he moved his hand to cup Joy's ass. He wanted to see how she would react with John in the room.

When he was done telling his friend what had happened, John looked shocked. "Holy shit, I had no idea! Seriously, I had no idea that someone had assigned other work to Joy. I had left strict instructions that not happen."

Silently, John assumed it was because Joy was new to the firm and some of the other associates would assume they had seniority over her. Which under normal circumstances would actually be true, but not this time. Not least of which because she was a cop working undercover with their firm. Matteo knew all of this, but since he had instructed Joy not to tell him that she was new, he didn't want to raise her suspicion that he and Matteo were closer than either had let on.

"See to it this mistake is corrected, John. I have more than enough work to keep Ms Speldman busy, and if I hear that something of mine is delayed, or she has to cut a meeting with me short once again to do the work of someone else, I will not be pleased. Is that understood?"
 
Joy walked into John's office with Matteo. John was surprised to see the two of them and genuinely horrified by the events of the previous evening. When Matteo cupped her ass as he spoke with John, it sent shivers straight to Joy's pussy. Joy was so wet, she was leaking a little.

It only got worse when Matteo got stern with John. It was as if her pussy was reacting stronger and stronger to Matteo. They left his office and Matteo walked with Joy to her office.

Joy wasn't quite sure what to do now, but she had such a strong pull towards Matteo. Somehow she knew that it wasn't the right time for her to do anything, but she wanted to.
 
Once the two of them were back in her office, he closed the door. "Here's what you're going to do. You're going to take whatever time you need to see to it that any active business you have for me is in good hands with the rest of the team you have here, and then you're going to tell John that you're taking a couple days off. By then, someone will have called you about a salon appointment this afternoon, and a spa day tomorrow."

He was rewarding her, but it sounded like he was giving orders to his troops.

"I want you to rest, relax, and go shopping. I'm hosting a dinner party in 3 days and I want you there."
 
Joy gulped. He was really good at giving marching orders. "That shouldn't be a problem sir." She said. "I pretty much have everything under control. I could get Andrew to cover for me." She walked over to her phone. "Let me get everything arranged." She talked with Andrew quickly and then John. "I've got everything fixed." She said, grabbing her purse. "What is the dress code for the party? I want to make sure I find something appropriate."
 
Matteo was sure that if someone were to watch him work, they'd assume he was a sociopath. The way he ordered people around, it would seem like he considered them pieces on a chessboard rather than people. In a way, that was the truth.

But the truth wasn't that Matteo was a sociopath. No. The truth was the Matteo saw himself as burdened with glorious purpose. To silence his critics both in and outside the family, and lead that family to heights that they could only dream. Hell was your last day, when the person you had become met the person you could have became. Matteo was driven to make that difference as small as possible, and if a few egos had to be bruised along the way, so be it.

"The party will be evening wear. Not too formal, so pick out something flattering and feminine. I'll send you the details the day before. You just relax until the party. I'll send someone to pick you up, and you can stay the night in the guest room again after the party. I'll see you then."

Joy wasn't one of his men, so he had very little reason to be so curt with her. Especially when he was also sending her signals like he had been, grabbing her ass, claiming she belonged to him. Did she mean something to him, or nothing? He wanted to keep her off balance. It amused him to see how she responded.
 
Joy enjoyed the days of salon pampering, spa treatments and shopping. So much so that by the night of the party, she felt like a new woman. She had gotten her hair cut and had enjoyed every treatment the spa had.

She followed it up by shopping....maybe too much. But she really wanted something nice to wear to the party. Finally, she found a dress that was a little different than she usually wore but still pretty.

Joy showed up to the party eager to enjoy herself. It had been so nice to have a few days off. It hadn't done anything for her desire for Matteo though. If anything, how expertly she was handled make her want him even more.
 
As Joy walked in, Matteo was talking to a couple people. One of which was the District Attorney. He and his family had connections, alright.

When he saw Joy, he smiled and waved her over. She might assume that he was smiling at the sight of her, and that was partially true. But the full reason was that he was going to enjoy introducing her as his lawyer to the man that had ultimately signed off on her undercover assignment.

As Joy reached the group, he put his arm around her. "Robert, I'd like to introduce Joy Speldman. She's a lawyer over at Baker, Jackson and Hewitt. She's my liaison with the firm and has been doing an impeccable job since starting with me. I wouldn't be surprised to receive word that the firm is called Baker, Jackson, Hewitt and Speldman in a few years." He had no idea if the DA knew who Joy was personally, but he hoped so. It was necessity that forced him to invite people like Robert Ricdeau to events like this. If he could make him squirm by trying to not give anything away, that was a win in his opinion.

Matteo kept Joy with him as he mingled with the guests. But at one point while they were alone he finally commented on her attire. "That is quite the fetching dress. I must confess, even with your recent turn to the feminine, a change I wholeheartedly endorse, by the way, I still half expected you to arrive in a pantsuit. I have seldom been more glad to be wrong." He took the empty glass of champagne from her and set both of their empty glasses aside on a table before taking glasses of champagne from a passing waiter's tray, handing her one.
 
When Joy arrived at the party, she looked around for Matteo. She saw him standing next to the DA, Robert Ricdeau, whom she had worked with on many occasions. When Matteo saw her, he smiled and beckoned her over. She only hoped Robert's acting skills were better than his poker face. God knows, she'd beaten him many times at poker because his skills were lacking.

Joy joined the two men, making small talk and pretending like she didn't know him. At Matteo's introduction, Joy blushed. "I'm working on making partner, but as you know Robert, that can be a never ending pursuit." She laughed. "How do you know Mr. Rossi?" She asked, keeping an eye on how Robert was treating her. Robert seemed to be doing and adequate job pretending to get to know her and keeping her new name straight. They continued to chat for a few minutes until Matteo needed to move on. Joy breathed a sigh of relief when they moved onto mingle with other guests though. It was unnerving to sit there and wonder what Matteo was or was not noticing during the whole exchange.

As they mingled with more guests, Matteo finally seemed to really open up a little.
"That is quite the fetching dress. I must confess, even with your recent turn to the feminine, a change I wholeheartedly endorse, by the way, I still half expected you to arrive in a pantsuit. I have seldom been more glad to be wrong." He seemed surprised at his own statement and moved to get them both champagne. "Thank you." Joy said. "I spent a lot of time trying to find a dress that I thought would be appropriate." She laughed. "I can't believe you thought I would come in a pantsuit though. I do know better than that!" She couldn't help but giggle a little. From the idea or the champagne, who knows? "You haven't really seen me at any occasions where a nice dress was warranted...." Her voice trailed off as she realized that she was trying to justify herself to him.
 
As Matteo listened to her defending her choice of attire, and her usual wardrobe, he smiled. "I was just teasing you a bit Joy. I meant nothing by it." But there was more he could do there. Her defensiveness had left her open. It was clear that she was rankling a bit at the notion that she wasn't feminine. Of course that was largely his own doing, with their last session of her under the effects of the drug compelling her to be exactly that. But even still, the insecurity of it all was plain to see.

"Besides, it's alright to not be a woman who wants to be overtly feminine. Some women just aren't wired that way. Others, well, they revel in their femininity. They don't look for reasons to wear fashionable, attractive outfits, they just do so. They have to be given reasons to dress more conservatively."

After some more mingling, he led Joy away from the party, heading to his office. "I need to talk to you alone for a little while. We'll be back to the party shortly."

Her next drink would once again have a little something added to it.
 
Joy kept mingling with Matteo, drinking a few more glasses of champagne and meeting many interesting people. She wasn't surprised at their looks of derision, for she was in bed with a crime boss. They just didn't know why she was doing it.

Matteo seemed to respond differently to her previous comments about her dress than she would have thought. "I was just teasing you Joy, I meant nothing by it. Besides, it's alright to not be a woman who wants to be overtly feminine. Some women just aren't wired that way. Others, well, they revel in their femininity. They don't look for reasons to wear fashionable, attractive outfits, they just do so. They have to be given reasons to dress more conservatively." Joy almost bristled at his words. He was inferring that she chose to be unfeminine and actually wanted to be known that way! She could see a twinkle in his eyes, so she knew he was teasing but at the same time, she really wanted to defend herself. Her clothing choices were directly related to the roles and reactions she needed to get. It was almost like he was offending the real person inside of Joy. As if he was offending Katherine. Katherine or "Kate" was truly feminine when she was not on the job. And usually she was good at separating the two, but not in this moment. She chose not to say anything and kept mingling with Matteo.

A bit later in the evening, Matteo pulled her aside and said that they needed to talk. She followed him to his office, curious as to why he wanted to talk, and why he was being so secretive about it. He had mentioned they would talk before her spa days. Joy sat down in the comfy chair in the corner of his office. "So what is it that we need to talk about? Why all the intrigue?"
 
"Before we start, let me freshen up your drink." He said with a smile. He had a bottle of champagne and two flutes ready at the bar in his office and he poured drinks for them both, with the drug added to hers.

"When we first spoke, we danced around the topic of the rumours about my family. After what happened, you now know there is more truth than falsehood to those rumours."

"It was my intention to keep you and your law firm separate from that, and regarding your firm, I mean to continue with that separation. But since you already know some portion of the truth, I don't feel the need to keep you as isolated from my true business as I once might have."

He was giving her exactly what her assignment wanted her to have. But he had also established himself as her saviour and protector. He had no doubt that if it were to come down to it this evening she would still do her job as an undercover agent, but he was slowly eroding that loyalty.

"If you don't feel comfortable with this change in our relationship, I will understand."
 
Joy took a big gulp of the champagne as Matteo began to speak. When he got to the part about not hiding as much, she wanted to cheer! He was beginning to trust her! She did her best to school her features and pretend like this was a big decision for her to make.

Matteo's voice actually dipped a little when he said he would understand if she didn't feel comfortable with the change. Joy thought for a moment and then replied "I had some inkling of what I was getting into and I appreciate you keeping the firm out of it, but if I can be of more help to you....I truly mean to be. Our relationship does not need to change because you revealed a little more of yourself to me." She took a deep breath "In fact, I think it means that you are starting to trust me a little and I know what that means in your business, so I would like to show myself worthy of your trust." She chuckled. "I know you've probably heard this speech before, but I am not going to let you down. If you need to let me in on more, than I'm willing. If there is never an occasion for more information, than I am content with that as well." She took another long drink. "Does that make any sense?" She drained the rest of the flute and poured herself another, waiting for his response.
 
He nodded. "I am starting to trust you. And I also trust that you understand what I can do if that trust is undeserved." He also didn't mention that she owed him, because doing so would be beneath him. If she needed a reminder of that fact, she was unworthy of what it was appearing he was offering her.

It didn't take long for the drug to take affect, and for Joy's eyes to take on that now familiar dull look to them.

"Ok Joy, listen to me very carefully. I'm going to explain some further truths to you."

He paused for a few moments, gathering his thoughts.

"You lust after Power, and powerful men, so much that you find it hard not to day dream and fantasize about them. This makes it harder to concentrate, but you just can't help yourself. Power is the ultimate turn on for you. Regular men are just wimps. You can't get off with them. The only way you can get off is by being fucked hard by a powerful man, or by imagining that's what's happening."

"Now, lets talk about your school and work life... You've always worked hard. You've always worked as hard as you could, harder than anyone else in your class, or in your office. The reason you've worked so hard is because you felt you had to. Nobody else worked as hard as you did, and some of them even did better than you. You worked hard to make up for your short comings. To make up for the fact that maybe you weren't as good, as smart, as the rest of your class."

"The other people you judge yourself against, the ones that don't work as hard but still excel, they do so by working smarter. Not harder. But you just never figured that out. But you should start working smarter. What does working smarter look like? You need to work with your strengths. Your strength isn't your brains. Your strength is your body. If you used your body, your femininity, your sexuality... you would be working much smarter than you have been. Think about how much better you've been treated by everyone, especially those in power, since you started to dress more feminine. Think about how they would treat you if you went further. For you, working smarter means working sexier. That's what the men you want want from you. You should give it to them."
 
Joy got a little bit of a chill at Matteo's words. She did know what he was capable of, and that scared her a little. "I understand." She muttered weakly as she fell deep into the effects of the drug.

Even as Matteo's words permeated her brain, Joy seemed to change a little more. She had already been a bit wet the whole evening, but even drugged, Matteo's power effected her. The scent of her arousal was obvious.

This time, even though she was drugged, she responded to Matteo. "H-h-how do you know that's what men want?" She demanded. "How is being sexier really going to help me?" She seemed to drift on the high from the drug and started talking to herself. "It makes sense...most guys like me better when I'm wearing sexy clothes. Maybe he's right...maybe I need to approach things differently..." Matteo could tell that this time the drug was effecting her a little differently. Maybe because it was the third time he'd administered it and maybe because of the alcohol consumption but it was almost like she was partially lucid. Until her eyes seemed to loose focus again and she stopped talking.
 
"I didn't say men," he replied to her question. "I said that it's what men that you want will want. Men with power. And I know that because I'm a man with power you want."

As she continued, talking to herself, he chimed in every so often. "Of course I'm right. I'm always right. That's how I got into the position I have."

He stayed with her until she came out of the trance, and then he brought her back to the party which was still going on. When someone asked where the two of them had gone, he simple smiled and said they were talking legal matters. The man looked over at Joy and then gave him a wink and a nod.
 
Joy stumbled through the rest of the party. "Wow. I must have had more to drink than I thought." She mused to herself at one point. She kept mingling and meeting some of the movers and shakers of the town. They all seemed to if not like Matteo, at least respect him.

She kept having an idea pop up in her head the rest of the evening...that if only she was sexier and worker smarter, she would get farther. She thought about ways to be sexier. Even as she continued with small talk, her brain was making a plan. A plan influenced by the very object of her lust.

At the end of the evening, she thanked Matteo and headed up to the room that he had prepared for her. In private, she began thinking of power again and Matteo's face was there in her imagination. As she undressed and slid beneath the covers she began to fantasize about him taking her and using her. She slipped her hand into her panties and played with her clit as she thought about him. Thought about how powerful he was and what it would be like if he truly used her. Again, she had no idea there was a camera recording, so she had no shame when she came murmuring his name.

She slept very deeply and woke the next morning feeling energized. She went downstairs to see Matteo before leaving for her "errands."
 
The following day was saturday, so Joy wasn't expected at the office for a couple days. She hadn't been to work since the day after the attack.

When he heard about her errands, he joked about women and their love of shopping, but also encouraged her to enjoy herself.

For his part, Matteo was off to the gym. As they were both leaving, he paused. "If you need a second opinion about your purchases, you could come back here and put on a little fashion show for me. You know, show off a little, see what works and what doesn't. What do you say?" He grinned at her.
 
Joy smiled at his suggestion. "I can do that for you." She said with a wink. Leaving and meeting one of her new friends for a shopping and more trip.

First, they went to a hair stylist who trimmed and styled Joy's hair very sexily, he also waxed her eyebrows and other places. Then they went to a makeup store and had a tutorial in makeup that was best for their face and skin type.

Then the real shopping began. They went from store to store. Joy didn't even realize it, but she was already gathering more attention than before. They bought Joy so many new outfits, dresses, heels, pantyhose, lingerie, two swimsuits and a few other items. They were having so much fun that they stayed longer than they had planned. Joy's friend had to leave, but Joy had one more place to stop at.

She stopped at Sara's Secret, an adult store. She found a couple of sexy corsets, more lingerie, a pair of nipple clamps and a vibrator. Along with her new found boost from the new items, Joy decided it was time that she had some fun, even by herself. She stopped by Matteo's for the fashion show, but left those last items in the car. They were just for her....at least for now.
 
While Joy was shopping, Matteo thought about what piece of information he would let her 'find'. He knew that at some point she would have to deliver, there was no way he would be able to corrupt her enough to forsake her duty completely and join his organization before she was pulled out for lack of progress. So he had to give her something.

The most obvious was the shipping company, but he had big plans for that front, and he didn't want any more reason for the cops to snoop around his shipments than they already had. He hoped that because she had done the due diligence on the company, and didn't see anything untoward about the sale or his plans about the company she would unconsciously allay suspicion.

The other obvious choice was the girls. He'd already let her overhear an argument with one of his men about a conflict with another group, so that could be it. He hadn't made up his mind, but he still had time.

Meanwhile, across town, the FBI were reviewing the report in front of them. It seemed that three of Matteo's goons were seen taking a body out of a building, and upon further investigation two other men were found in that same building beaten nearly to death. They were already taking steps to contact Kate to see if she knew anything about what happened or what had prompted the attack.

That evening, Matteo rested in his den, drinking and listening to music when Joy was escorted in. "I hope you had a good time shopping, Joy?"
 
Right before going into Matteo's house, Joy checked the forum where her boss would post a personal ad if they needed to talk. And there it was. "Shit." She thought to herself. "I don't really have anything to tell them....oh the shooting. I wonder if they've heard about that." She thought to herself about her options for a while before responding to set up a meeting.

She gathered everything up and went inside. The butler escorted her into Matteo's Den. "Yes I had a great time with my friend Jennifer." She smiled. "We found a lot of things that I really needed."

She set the bags down. "Do you mind if I have a drink before I give you the fashion show? I'm parched." Sinking into one of the comfortable chairs, she waited for his assent before requesting a rum and coke from the butler.

Meanwhile, back at the FBI, her handler stared at the screen. Kate had set up a meeting time much different than what they had planned for. It was at a dance club in the heart of downtown. It seemed a little off, but wasn't any of the panic locations, so the handler brushed it off and went on with their day. The meeting wasn't for a few days, but it was good to be prepared.
 
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