My Ruthless Billionaire Boss
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ible. I couldn't stand getting in trou
ite purse with imitation diamond embellishments. My shoulder-length blonde hair was colored black last night and extended to fall just o
r a trip to work, instead hiring a t
yself on meeting my objective
any. "Good morning, No
me at this early hour of the morning. "Karen
ted me to the 68th floor. After the doors reopened, I
ded when I saw James was already in his seat. My brow
seemed similarly s
ou earlier
ime napping away. I see you attempted to arrive early this ti
ning, sir." I welcomed pleasantly.
e and opened his laptop, p
bag on the bag holder, removing all of t
m. "Bring me coffee." He muttered something a
im before leaving, making sure to leave
d it into two glasses.
he office, I set the
ng one up, and dismissing me with a wave of his hand. If I had a
ned to my office. I slumped down in the chair and spent the next few minutes relaxing w
eled all of his appointments and meetings for the day. I sighed when I checked that I h
ntments from today. I sent the schedule to his email account and printed
and approached him. He was on the phone wi
ed for me to take my seat. I
umed he was attempting to sound kind, but it d
enc
followed
grumbled. "I'll fix a d
he person on the other end of the
ng up the phone, and slapped it on the table. "What do you
ed it to his side of the table. He took
stand, he stopped me.
at, throwing a quiz
railed off, ru
something,
d his cool expression returned. "Obviously,
nodded, waiting for
e." He returned the schedule to me
my pen and pa
rd. "I also have to change the equipment in my gym." It was clear that he used the gym well. I was writing it while he spoke, attempting to keep up with his pace. "You'll also have to a
d made. I'd never done anything personal
you include them in my schedule." He e
inquired. "For
wing me to my date
harsh, but it came out quick
to ask you to perform these things. "You're not going to disagree, Miss Smith?" The deep tone in which he
greed, suppres
my calendar for next we
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