GAME OF LUST WITH MR BILLIONAIRE'S

why, oh why did I have to stumble up the stair with

it have to be the d

ng into the front of the editing part of the building, I was completely overthrown

uilding was being cut in half. Our business had recently been ex

no one saw me for my true potential. So far, my 5 years at the Buffalo Institute for Journalism had gone to waste; but I wasn't perturbed. I was perfectly

onaire from Utah was trying to expand his hotel business and struck oil that was already owned by our company. They wanted to

show up to work." My boss had

car-" she stopped me, her blonde hair was slicked back in a high

sy today!" she exclaimed and walked past me, her heels making an annoying cla

e man number 5 stood her up las

le to ever walk the planet and probably t

d making my way to my incredibly small ass cubicle in the back.

et who told Daniel who-" I groan and stop her, "

"And you're sure this is true?" I ask her, to be honest I completely honest, I really didn't care, but her rattling conversation was strangely making me feel better

rue. "Are you sure it isn't that Utah Hotel business guy that's coming?

anager," she spills and I almost leap with joy. "You mean Ms. New

" I dampen at the thought of having her still around. My day instantly returned back to shitty e

er m

20 minutes, oh, and another spill, don't worry, I have a pink flowered chiffon

hy Amy was my

ong table with a group of men. The room smelt of fresh apples and I seated myself close next to Ms. Newmort. Which re

d morning Mr. Carter. Pleasure to see you again." Ms. Newmort says, sitting back in her chair, as I scoot next to her with my notebook and pen out. Mr. Carter

aper out of your bra now

o let's make this quick." Gee, Mr. Carter was a busy man and didn't play

Newmort flashes back, showing her fake sm

o

ost successful assistant manager in exchange for just a quart of your oil." Just a quart? This man better be good.

and dark just like his fathers, with perfectly shaped eyebrows. He was surely a very 'gorgeous piece of

umbled. "If you will forgive me, but I always work with a personal assistant. It helps me execute my imposi

gh. Who would you like?" Ms. Newmort sounded as i

in, I th

ur staff. I'd like to help impro

, that

d?" she says motioning towards me in a disgusted manner. I want to slit her neck and destroy everything she loves. How dare she make a moc

Carter says waving his ha

r the c

with happiness and Amy wasted no time telling me the latest news. "I heard you're the new PA for Mr. Carter," she says, raising her eye

im stimulated everything that needs to be stimulated!" sh

t looked like she was getting ready to marry the man. Amy scoffs and rolls her eyes at me, "Please, no one wants h

n't been instructed a thing since I signed the contract. I just need some time a

e to for a while. He looks full of himself.," I say turning my face up. Despite the fact he looked like he s

..." Amy hums, gazing around the room innocently. I

scoffing. "So? He's a millionaire, a multi-millionaire at that!" She was so impressed by petty thing

r a voice cle

! Amy's head shoots up and we all gaze at each other in silence. I c

. I have been revoked from my jo

y, whispers, her lips press

ng, and turning my attention towards the scribbled notes I took during the meeting which consisted of: 'I'm w

ckets. He smelt of spearmint and cologne. "I'm here to discuss expectations and r

coffee and have an extra print out o

-by-word notes on them. Are we clear?" he speaks so quickly I can barely keep u

he didn't know since this since he was new to the building. " You know th

lem coming in at 6." His tone irritates me and I grit my teeth. "Dandy, Mr. Carte

man! I don't eve

t him moments before he came in the room. "Whatever you say sir,

g her. "You must be lucky you don't have a big bad old boss to listen to, huh?" I say talking like a baby to her and cradling her close to me. "Don't worry. He'll get that