Free Romance: Alien Romance: Chosen By The Alien Lord: BBW Alien Romance (Alien Abduction, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Rusneon Mates Book 1) by Ashley Hunter

enchanting. Before Elle could find herself entranced, her green eyes managed to fall over the only person sitting in the suite.
    Elle had been told she would meet Avani, but the figure lying on the white couch adjacent to the windows was certainly not Avani, but a very well dressed man.
    He was covered in a fine suit of a beautiful shade of cream and burgundy trim. He had an arm over his eyes so Elle couldn’t see his face clearly, but he looked to be at ease. Long legs resting over the white cushions, and his broad chest was moving gently, he looked like he was napping.
    Elle took in a cautionary breath, uncertain on what to do. Her first instinct was to turn around and leave, cursing herself for not having knocked earlier.
    To her surprise, Elle wasn’t given an opportunity.
    “Are you going to just stand there all day or are you going to come here?” The man spoke, not moving an inch aside from speaking. His voice was an attractive baritone with a lilt to his words that reminded Elle of a British accent, yet he rolled his tongue over some of the words pleasantly.
    Elle was spurred forward, taking a few steps deeper into the suite before she was standing a respectful distance from the couch.
    Finally, he lifted his arm from his eyes, thick brows arching as he beheld her.
    “And you are?”
    “Elle Roberts…?” Elle began, trying not to squirm visibly.
    “I’m starting as the new secretary for the Sheikh Zayn Ab…Ab…”
    “Zayn Abd al Malik,” he replied, his tongue rolling over the name with almost lazy precision.
    “Starting as his secretary and you can’t even say your employer’s name?”
    Elle flushed pink, “I’ll be sure to say it properly when I meet him.”
    “I’m sure,” he drawled, settling over the cushions as he watched her, bored.
    “Did Alliana bring you here?”
    “Yes,” Elle replied. “She said I would meet with Avani?”
    “Avani’s water broke,” he replied with a half shrug.
    “She should be delivering her brat sometime within the next hour or so…”
    Elle swallowed, unsure how to register this man’s abrupt bitter tone.
    “I see…”
    “So, guess that means you’ll have no one to train you. Which sucks—as you people love to say—since the Sheikh is a serious hardass.” The man pushed himself up to sit and face her.
    “You know the Sheikh?” Elle asked curiously.
    She felt strangely hot now that she was speaking to this man. He was unbelievably attractive. Dark skin and dark hair that curled in messy waves over his scalp and teased his dark eyes.
    “You could say that,” he replied, smirking.
    “Although, I doubt you want to know him, dressed like that.” He added, waving a finger in her direction in a loose gesture.
    Elle glanced down at her clothes, lip sinking behind her teeth. “If he saw you like that, habibi, he’d rip you apart.”
    A bubble of irritation set her nerves on fire.
    Elle glanced back up at the man with a scowl, “I didn’t come here to play dress up, I came here to work, mister…?” She trailed off.
    “Malik.” He said, smirk widening. Elle blinked in surprise.
    “You’re related to the Sheikh?”
    “In a matter of speaking,” he said with a snicker.
    “Since you’re so eager to work, maybe I should put you to it. Trial by fire, or so they say right, habibi ?”
    Suddenly, he was up on his feet, heading towards a door at the other side of the suite. “I’m certain you know all about the Rules, know how the Sheikh loves to take his coffee. Also, you know all about the Schedule, right?”
    “The—what?” Elle stammered, unsure whether to follow him or not.
    “Wonderful! The Sheikh is a stickler for the schedule, and if you don’t have that memorized like it’s your mother’s name then you won’t last long.” He said and continued to say after he walked through the door that lead to a fairly large office space.
    Elle finally decided to go after him.
    “I won’t need to show you to your desk since you probably