MR. BILLIONAIRE WANTS ME

the day before hadn't fazed her in the slightest. If anything, they had only made her more resolved. She

er the numbers with a meticulous eye. By the time she arrived at work, she was ready. B

mpathetic glances, while others shot her envious stares. They all knew who she was now-the new secretary, the one who had taken the jo

e. She was her

g the files on her computer. But even as she focus

is tendency to dominate a room. It was the fact that he hadn't given her the usual treatment. Most men like him would've been relentless in trying

was part

intention

oward the door, trying to steady her pulse. She had already prepared the report he had requeste

n the door be

Ethan's voice fr

s chair, his sharp eyes watching her. He seemed to be wa

said as she approached the

ment, his gaze lingering just a little too long. She could feel th

he asked casually, his fingers tapping

here it is. All the numbers you requested are included,

the file. Instead, he leaned forward slightly, studying her. "I'm curious

ed pressure before, Mr. Thornt

a brief moment, Ethan s

pages quickly, but he didn't seem to be fully focused on the work. Inst

ng the file back to her. "But you're still on p

took the file and nodded. "I understand,

th a knife. Ethan's eyes seemed to pierce through her, his gaze i

nally, his voice low, almost challenging

didn't show it. Instead, she stood h

rtain you, Mr. Thornt

rked. "We

different floor for a meeting with one of the company's senior managers. A

Ethan had been just as intense as she'd imagined. But what had

than Thornton, it was different. There was something about him-a quiet force-

actly what she

actions. Ava Brooks had a job to do, and she wasn't

-

ust left. There was something about her that intrigued him. She was the only woman who

he first time in a long while, he found himself interested. She was s

hing, was what made

rd to their next interaction, curious to see how f