A Game of Desire

looking back at Ryan with a shocked expression. He w

oward the kitchen, trying to avoid any distractions fr

ly, the position for the executive assistant has already

to the chest. I had not expected to get the job in the first place, but I could not help feel

et. I was about to end the call in frustration when

ume caught the attention of Mr. Knight himse

ization himself? I was too

oo shocked to focus. Me? Working with the head of the company himself? W

ng about the responsibilities of the role, but h

errupted. "Do you know ho

eplied. "This is from him directly, and he wou

this some kind of jo

mean?" she so

en, I immediately went silent,

the job," I

t the office by eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Mr. Knigh

e ended

ng out of the kitchen to inform Ryan, who was

news I just received!" I said with a b

y came to life when he saw th

?" he asked, his

for the executive assistant position, Ryan," I said, dramaticall

g disappointed. "Then why the hell did you sou

e truth. "Well..." I dragged it out on purp

"What proposal?" he as

moment longer before finally spilling it. "Mr. Kni

ghter. "Wait... w

ire company! The lady on the phone

le. "Damn, babe. That is

d, savoring the moment. "Fiv

and? Are you serious?" He asked, beaming

ot believe it either. I even t

still processing. "That is crazy m

, grinning. "I start to

am proud of you, babe." He pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms a

are always looking for

course. And what

ld finish. "Let me enjoy this moment first,

walked into the bathroom. I was exhausted and c

five thousand dollars a month for a personal assistant, and how did this job come three hours after I was interviewed? The second r

water from the shower ran down

my phone before rolling onto my back. Getting up this early was torture but I had to leave by 6:30 a.m. to catch the bu

light makeup, and a simple, professional outfit-a cream blouse tucked into a fitted black

inutes but I made it. Standing in front of th

Enter

was

perfection, reflecting the dazzling lights above. Peopl

sk, a lady greeted me with a pol

responded

s expecting y

the elevator. My mind raced with a million thoughts, b

sleek, modern office. My eyes locked onto a man

th hung in my throat and I refused to