Tempting The Boss
a sharp chime interrupted her thoughts. A notification on
Meeting N
ped as she cl
notepad and step into
eeting, no pleasantries-ju
ide his office. He was already seated, typing away on his sleek
, without missing a beat.
her cheek, forcing a neutra
if amused by her defiance, but
the notepad. "What do y
back. "I demand efficiency. Precision. Disc
ge to point out how condescending he sounde
nswer. No excuses. And most importantly-" He leaned forward slightly, his
quickening at the sheer author
at his lips. "Good
elf for what th
n the last. Isabella scribbled furiously, barely keeping up with the pace of his clipped, a
asked, lifting he
on her for a moment longer
eave, but his voice sto
s Ca
ned bac
om her. "Let's get one thing clear-you may work for me, but i
s scent-a mix of cedar and something un
eling herself. "Crystal
epened. "Goo
the feeling that she had just stepped into somet
d worked for difficult bosses before, but Alexander Blackwood was somethin
zed. Another
: Urgen
y reports on my desk within the
email and gathering the reports.
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