Free The Business Affair: Forever Mine by Jaspira Noel

Chapter 1
    “Welcome to Roman Neilson Associates of New York,
Mr. Boyd,” said Paula Anderson, Mr. Neilson will be with you, please have a
seat.

    She quickly walked down the hall and entered
Roman’s office. As usual he was not there, and apparently intended to be late
for the meeting. She had no intentions of letting that happen.  In the seven years that she had been employed
with the company she had become Roman’s right hand, both legs, and feet. She
knew exactly where to find him, in the research department trying to figure out
his next big bank merger. She walked behind his desk and hurriedly dialed the
department.

 
    “Research and development.”

    “Connie, tell Roman to get down here. His latest
acquisition is here.” She said hanging up the phone.

    Connie rang Roman’s office phone a few seconds
later. “He wants you to handle it.”

    “What?”

    “He says he wants you to handle it.”

 
    Paula slammed the phone down and made her way up
to the 8 th floor to Research and Development. She briskly walked
through the area finding Roman seated at a desk pouring over financials. Before
she could say anything he stood to his feet, raised his hand. He was a
strikingly handsome man. Paula found herself arrested by his looks as much as
the hand raising up. His dark hazel eyes sent a message of warning. His face
was as perfect as a newscaster on a morning show. He had curly black hair, was
tall and perfectly tanned.

 
    “I am not asking you to do it. I am telling you
to do it. You should have everything wrapped up in three hours.”

    “Roman, you can’t be serious. You know what
today is. You know how hard I worked to get this vacation. I have been
preparing you, for today, for weeks. You also know that doctor told me the burn
on my hand would never finish healing properly if I stayed under stress. I’ve
got to get out of here.”

    “I made you Vice President of the company within
7 years because you are excellent in what you do. Changes are part of the
territory. I don’t have time for his questions today. Wilson National is
failing and we intend to be the company that bails them out. So I have got to
get on this now. Just answer his questions and get that paper transferring all
their assets signed today. Your hand is going to have 3 beautiful weeks of
healing. You tell your doctor if it does not I will hire the best plastic
surgeon in the country. Nobody sticks their hand in an oven without a mitt.”

    “The mitt was wet and I did not want to get
burned by the steam. I thought the knife would clear the oven rack to test the
casserole.”

 
    Roman walked over to her firmly grabbing her
hand, “Let me see it. Looks much better than it did a few weeks ago. You will
be fine.”

    “I am going to miss my damn plane.”

    “Then I will charter you one.”

    “Your kidding right, you think I am going to let
you know where I am going on vacation? There is no way I would even consider
you doing that. I will just have to take a later flight.”

    Smirking, “Just trying to solve your issue.”

    “This is not funny Roman. One of these days…”
Paula said storming out of the room.

    “I want to see you before you leave today.” His
voice trailed.

    “Not a chance Roman, not a chance.”

 
                                  
***

 
    Paula was angry and exhausted when she got home
from the office. The meeting did not take three hours. It took six. Not only
had she missed the flight. She had missed all flights for the day. All of the
well-planned arrangements for laying her tall, beautiful 130-pound shapely body
upon the sandy shores of a private beach in Mexico had been scrapped for the
day.  Today was the day she was
supposed to be wearing that new neon pink bikini. She had mentally scripted
every part of stepping onto the shore. She saw her long blond hair blowing in
the tropical breeze, the Ray Ban sunglasses covering her steel grey eyes, the
highly glossed lips