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.“We’re excited to have you on the team, Beth.You can call me Conrad,” he says, shaking my hand.He looks just like an older version of his son, only now there is grey in his blond hair.I smile at him.“I’m excited to be here.” Then I straighten my back.Something about his presence just demands respect despite the fact that he’s incredibly kind.“If Braxton gives you too much trouble, you come see me.” He grins.I have no idea what he’s talking about, but before I can ask, he disappears into his office again.Carol finishes up our tour by showing me where the copy room is and how to use everything.By the time we are done, it’s been a little over forty-five minutes.Then she deposits me back into my desk.“Mr.Bennett should be in soon.He’ll be able to give you further direction on what he’d like you to do then.”“Thank you for showing me around,” I say, following her instructions to log into my computer.She winks.“Don’t thank me yet, honey.You haven’t met your boss yet,” she quips before sashaying her way back to Conrad’s office.I’m starting to feel like maybe there’s a reason this position was open in the first place.I shrug off the weird feeling and settle into my desk, making sure to locate where everything is.Mr.Bennett can’t be that bad.Can he? After all, he’s just a man.IT’S BEEN TWENTY minutes since Carol left me at my desk and my boss is still a no-show.I look up and smile at Nikki across the hall when she points towards her computer.I stare at her, confused until an intra-office IM pops up on my screen.ND – He’s usually grumpy when he’s late and likes to have black coffee on his desk when he gets in.I purse my lips at the thought of being an errand girl to someone who can’t even show up on time to the company they own, but I suck it up.BR – Thanks for the heads-up! ☺I type out the reply before getting up and making my way to the breakroom.It doesn’t take me long to whip up a cup of black coffee once I finally figure out how to use the spaceship that is this coffee machine.I take an extra few minutes to make myself a double-double before scooting back to my desk.I’m not shocked to find that my elusive boss has yet to arrive.After placing my cup of coffee on the desk, I grab the newspaper that was just dropped off with the mail and head into the office behind me.I turn on the lights and walk over the large, black desk, searching for a coaster to rest the coffee cup on.It takes me a minute before I finally locate a small stack of them by the coffee table.Looking around it’s impossible to miss that the office radiates masculinity and power.Everything is black except for the two red chairs across from his desk.I pass by them, turning my back to the door as I lean over slightly, setting the coffee and newspaper in the centre of the desk.“What are you doing in here?” a thick, deep voice bellows behind me.The abrupt sound startles me, and in my haste to turn around, I knock over his name plate.I bend over, snatching the runaway item from the floor and placing it back on the desk.Then I take a moment to collect myself, plastering on my best smile as I spinaround.“What the fuck?!” he roars.I’m speechless.It takes me longer to recognize him in the daylight, but it’s him.Blinking furiously, I take him in.He doesn’t look the same.His hard body is encased in a black Armani suit that hides all the tattoos I know he has.The only thing that is same as that night is his messy, jet-black hair and wild, grey eyes.Without my consent, my entire body reacts to his.It’s a good thing my ribs are in a cage or my heart would be breaking free, bursting from my chest.My Cinderella Man.I trail my eyes back up over his body, and when I reach his eyes, I’m startled.They are a stormy grey, like I imagine the sky looks right before a hurricane, and he looks righteously pissed.“How the fuck did you find me?” he seethes, stalking towards me.I narrow my eyes.“What do you mean how did I find you? I work here,” I snap.I don’t know what I expected if I ever saw him again, but I certainly didn’t expect him to look like he hates me.“No.I work here.” He points to the desk angrily.My mouth drops open and I’m stunned speechless again for the second time in less than a minute.“What’s your name?” I ask.He growls, picking up the name plate I dropped earlier.“You’re in my office.”The attitude he’s giving me is really starting to piss me off.I didn’t do anything wrong.Before I can voice my opinion though, someone sticks their head in the door.“Ah.Brax,” Ellis says.“I see you’ve met your lovely new assistant.”I feel Cinderella’s glare burning into the side of my head and turn to see his nostrils flare.“Assistant?” He grits out between clenched teeth.He looks like he’s visibly trying to stay calm in the presence of the junior partner.“You’re a lucky asshole, Brax.” Ellis winks, knocking on the door twice before retreating.“Be nice.”I’m still glaring up into dark-grey eyes when he snaps again.“This isn’t going to work.Get your shit.We’ll pay you severance,” he snarled, pointing towards the door.“Excuse me?” I hiss.“You heard me.I can’t have you here.”I poke him hard in the chest.“What exactly is your problem, Cinderella?” I seethe.Apparently, my dark saviour is a royal prick.Something in his eyes becomes unhinged.Panicked.He stalks towards the office door, slamming it closed before flicking the switch to frost the glass.Resting his hands on the wall and I can see his body heave as he sucks in slow, calming breaths.What the fuck? He still doesn’t answer and my irritation soars through the roof.“I said.What exactly is your fucking problem, Cinderella?”He moves so fast that I stumble backwards, catching myself on the red chair.“That’s exactly the reason you can’t be here.” He’s visibly shaking while he talks.“I’ll pay you whatever you want, but you need to leave.Now.”“I’m not—”He cuts me off.“You’re fired.Get out.”There’s that moment.Every girl has them.When you know you’re about to act completely crazy but you consciously choose to ignore that sane part of your brain.Yeah, well… This is one of those moments.“Listen here, you pre-Madonna, entitled jackass!” I hiss, crowding his personal space.“I don’t know what your fucking problem with me is.You didn’t seem to have one when you dropped me off at the goddamn hospital less than a month ago.” My chest is heaving with anger when I see his eyes soften at the mention of that night, but my tirade is already rolling, so I choose to ignore it.“I don’t know why I expected you to be some half-decent human being and not some power-hungry asshole who likes to pummel people for money, but that’s a moot point now.I need this job and you’re not going to fire me.You want me to keep your dirty little brawling secret? Fine.But you’ll pay a price for it, and that price is my job!” My finger is starting to hurt from jabbing it into his rock-hard chest, so I relieve it from its duty, crossing my arms over my chest.“Let me get this straight.You’re bribing me for your job? You’re bribing a lawyer?” he asks, his eyebrows raised though he looks no less disgruntled.I consider the consequences for a moment before nodding briskly.“Yes.That’s exactly what I’m doing.”He looks completely baffled by my behavior.I suppose a girl who lets a man hit her is supposed to be quiet and timid.Well, not me.Hell hath no fury and all that shit.I tap my foot in irritation.“Well.What’ll it be, Disney princess?” I snap [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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