MR. BILLIONAIRE WANTS ME

usly in one hand while scrolling through her phone with the other. It had become routine-early mor

office. He was already there, speaking animatedly on the phone, his express

e, savoring the brief moment of peace. Just as she began orga

In her

Does he ever say 'please'?" Straightening her blouse

pers spread out in a chaotic array.

said, sliding a d

se projections are accurate, but they depend

sked," Ethan interru

u'd let me finish, I could

rs. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the tension

" he said, leaning

to you," Eva replied befo

e didn't respond. Instead, he

cus split between Ethan's requests and the growing list of emails

he rounded the corner, her mind still on the data she needed

ing her blouse and the pristine whit

Ava gasped, s

er than Ethan. His expression was icy, his jaw

?" he said, his voi

ed, grabbing napkins from a nearb

se them. Instead, he fixed her with

stom shirt,"

se," Eva shot back, gesturing

amusement breaking through his annoyance. "Are yo

e both victims here,"

, his expression unreadable. The

able," he said,

va replied, unable to

ced by the rest of the office. By lunchtime, whispers about Eva spi

ppened?" one employee

fire her on the spot,

er mountain of work. However, she couldn't shake the feeling

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s time, he wasn't surrounded by chaos. He stood by the wind

?" Eva asked, closing

adable. For a moment, he simply studied her,

I hired you?" h

by the question. "I assumed it

qualified. What sets you apart is your abili

yebrow. "Is tha

a faint smirk. "But yes, you impressed m

l, I'm glad I could make an impre

g resembling a genuine smile. "Just

t," Eva replied

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There was something about him-something that went beyond the cold, demanding exterio

ice on her way out, Ethan

he said, his ton

," she replied, a small

working for him, Eva felt like they w