Free Romance: Bad Boss: Billionaire Romance Boxed Set by Stephanie Lex

definitely handsome.
    I was always trying not to participate in those kinds of dinners, because he used to intimidate me with only one look. His blue eyes, brown hair, chocolate skin and cold attitude, they were all really attractive. If you were to ask me, I have always been attracted to the “bad-boy” kind. And he was like that for sure!
    Well, yes! My father was sending me to his office, to be his new secretary. I was imagining that being a secretary wasn’t really a big deal, but being HIS secretary was really something terrifying.
    His father was mentioning so many times that his son and my new boss was firing secretaries on a daily basis, because none was good enough for him. He was a real playboy, so they not only had to be smart, but also in the 90-60-90 range, I guess.
    I was all that and I had to prove my potential, work for a week or two and get out of there to college, where I belonged.
    First day at work was totally crazy. Thinking I could get off with some little work was totally wrong. Never so much with my mini dress. I bet he didn’t even notice it.
    And when his father mentioned he was rude, he was surely underestimating the real situation.
    He wasn’t rude, he was monstrous!
    How could anyone get up in the morning with so much negativity?
    “Mister bad mood” was his middle name!
    Throwing papers at me, telling me I was no good, wanting tons of reports done in a short notice, calling me “incapable” and “lazy” were part of an ordinary day at work. It was supposed to be quiet…wasn’t I the daughter of his father’s partner? Wasn’t I supposed to receive a better and yet preferential treatment?
    After one week, there I was, standing in front of his desk, holding my resignation proudly in my hand. Of course my father didn’t know about that! I was planning of escaping the city, moving out of town, and getting into the University I had finally received my acceptance letter from.
    He entered his office with a calm and quiet cast, smiling as he was approaching me. I was smiling back defiantly because I knew that what I had for him was better than what he was thinking to have for me.
    He said good morning. I replied back, telling him that my morning was one of the very first ranks. When he asked why, I handed him the paper, which was written in block letters, showing my grimness to the matter.
    He took it very fast, because he could realize what it was all about. He was smart. If he wasn’t, he wouldn’t have that Ferrari sitting in the front of the building. Or that Armani suit that was falling perfectly on his fit body.
    But I had to stay focused, because the last thing I wanted was for him to become aware of my admiration towards him. I was kind of thinking that I was different from the other girls who were swarming around him. I wasn’t about to give him that satisfaction so I was holding myself to the ground.
    But what was he doing? He was chunking my paper while I was extremely confused. Was he against it?
    He wouldn’t accept it, what the hell?

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 2
     
    He asked me to sit down and have a little chat. I sat in front of his office desk and he was sitting in his huge leather armchair, slowly leaning back, giving me the under the eyes look and making me feel really stupid.
    God damn it! He was still intimidating me with his style and I hated that about me. It was only in his presence that I was feeling the angst and the heartstrings, and it all started years ago, when I was still a child.
    He marked my childhood, as his presence in our house was one of the few things I remember. I was even hiding behind the big doors just to watch him do normal gestures, which were like wonders to me.
    Back in that particular moment, I was eager to find out what was going on, but in the same time…I was having a moment right there, in his presence. It was just us, without our fathers or academic dinners and discussions.
    At first, he told me that he was really tired. That