Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 37751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
“Please don’t make me.”
“Okay, I won’t,” he says. “I’ll see you soon.”
Not wanting Dante to stay up and wait for me, I send him a message.
Working late and sleeping in at the office. I’ll call you tomorrow.
Dominic is outside waiting for me when the driver pulls in front of headquarters.
He opens the back door for me and reaches for my hand. Then he drapes his coat over my shoulders before leading me inside the building.
I avoid staring at him as we board the elevator, but I can feel him watching my every move until we reach his floor.
“Where do you want to work tonight?” He ushers me into his opulent office suite. “My anteroom or my side conference room?”
“The latter, but I don’t want to jump into any assignments yet.”
“That’s the entire reason you’re here.”
“I accidentally left my laptop and all the spreadsheets at home.”
A smile crosses his lips. “Of course, you did, Miss Grey.”
“I’m also tired from decorating all day.”
“How shocking.”
“So, um, if it’s okay with you, I’ll take a quick nap on one of your couches first. Then I’ll do some work.”
He laughs and walks over to the linen closet. “I can’t believe I put up with this shit…”
Taking off my shoes, I plop onto the large red sofa that overlooks downtown.
“How’s Amy?”
“Alive and well.” He tosses a couple of blankets toward me. “She thinks I’m attracted to you.”
“Tell her that you’re not.”
“Why would I lie?”
“I’m sure you’re attracted to a lot of women here, so she’s probably used to it.” I move my head as a pillow flies my way. “If I see her, I’ll tell her that I’ve recently stopped trying to poison you, and she has nothing to worry about.”
I wait for him to laugh, but he’s staring at me intently.
“Why the hell are you working here, Georgia?”
“I have bills, and I like being one step away from homelessness.”
“I’m serious, Georgia.” He moves closer. “Why are you working an office job?”
“It was between this place or AutoZone,” I say. “Honestly, I tried AutoZone first, but they fired me when they realized I didn’t know shit about cars.”
“Noted.” He laughs. “You’re very good at decor and hospitality, though. You should be doing that.”
“I thought so, too.” I lean back on the couch’s luxurious cushions. “I already told you that I was forced to walk away from the highest job I could possibly get in that sector, though. All other places pale in comparison. No offense.”
“None taken.” He looks as if he wants to say more, but he holds back.
He’s often asked me about my previous job but never pressed for me to share more. He can sense it’s a hurtful subject.
“Will you quit working once you reach billionaire status?” I change the subject.
“No, I’ll probably work ten times harder.”
“So you really enjoy this corporate soul-sucking stuff?”
“Yes.” He looks amused. “It’s something I’m the best at doing. Well, one thing, anyway.”
“Don’t let me keep you away from it for another second then.” I roll over, facing the back of the couch. “I’ll redownload the spreadsheets via the cloud after my nap.”
I shut my eyes and hear the familiar sound of him hitting the lights. But his footsteps don’t trail down the hall as usual.
Instead, I feel the couch cushions shift, then him moving next to me.
I can feel his breath against the back of my neck, his cock slowly hardening against my ass as the seconds pass, but his hands aren’t touching me.
I should move, but I like him being this close to me. It’s the most comfortable I’ve felt with anyone in a very long time.
“Can I ask you a quick question?” I whisper.
“Of course.”
“Hypothetically, if I didn’t have a boyfriend and you were single—”
“We wouldn’t be 'talking' or ‘napping’ right now.”
“So, you'd want to add me to the long list of women you've had sex with in your office?”
“No, I'd make you the first.” He presses a kiss against my neck. “Go to sleep.”
FIVE
PARK CITY, UTAH
DOMINIC
Two Weeks Before Christmas
Subject: My Co-Employee of the Month Nomination
Mr. Reiss,
As you know, I take great pride in selecting a co-employee of the month since you always give me a much-deserved bonus. (Although it would be nice to be publicly awarded again, I understand.)
Anyway, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but November was undoubtedly the month of Georgia Grey.
She’s consistently worked from four in the morning until ten in the evening every day. She’s gone above and beyond in a way I never believed possible.
But, by no means does this erase her terrible track record from all the months before, and she’s still the worst coworker I’ve ever had.
Sincerely,
Mindy
P.S. I love the new Armani suits you’ve been wearing. They look amazing on you, sir.
SIX
PARK CITY, UTAH
GEORGIA
Christmas Eve
My suitcases for Colorado Springs are waiting for me in my kitchen. Perfectly packed and organized, they’re devoid of anything that reminds me of corporate life and all remnants from this chapter of life I can’t wait to finish reading.