Free The Agency (Billionaire Erotic Romance) (The Agency Series) by L.C. Lockwood

 
 
 
    CHAPTER
1

 
    “Are
you kidding me ?! ” I yelled into my phone as I paced
around the office. “What do you mean they aren’t casting her ?! She’s been in three blockbuster movies, has a huge fan base and a fucking Oscar
for Christ’s sake! Are these people out of their minds?”

 
    It
was way too early in the morning on a Monday to be dealing with clients, but I
had to do it. Being an agent to some of the top Hollywood talent required me to
not only be ferocious on the phone, but also wake up running. Phone calls would
come in at all times of the day, from directors and producers in France or
London or South Africa. They would constantly find new things with my actors to
complain about. This one is too blonde. That one is too skinny. She talks like
a disabled duck. I literally have heard it all, but somehow I managed and I
managed pretty damn well. So well in fact that I found myself as owner and lead
agent in one of the top agencies in America; The Elite Society Agency and
Talent Group, ESA for short.

 
    I
wasn’t always this man- eating, take no prisoners type
of gal. I used to be naïve and innocent, coming out to Hollywood to try my hand
at a life of fame and fortune, bundled up with my own daddy issues and low
self-esteem. I thought being in front of the camera would help me break out of
my shell and find that inner, confident Angelina Jolie every woman thinks they have inside. Little did I know, I wasn’t cut out for
being in front of the lens. Instead, I soon found
myself behind the camera working as an assistant to famed agent Mason Cooper.
He managed talent that would earn him at least $500,000 per film, and he had a
few of those films every couple of months. He had exuberant amounts of money,
was extremely charming, good-looking and knew how to get exactly what he wanted
with dangerous precision. He was manipulative and I was very malleable.

 
    In
fact, Mason Cooper was everything an agent needed to be. He was charming with a
smile that could melt a room and piercing blue eyes that could persuade anyone
to bend over backwards for him, mostly figuratively sometimes literally. He was
also cutthroat and would do anything for his clients to book that lead role,
because that just meant a new Ferrari in his driveway. Being his assistant was
brutal but also extremely rewarding and helped me learn the ins and outs of the
business from the best. It gave me really thick skin and made me realize that
representing actors and making huge amounts of money was what I was destined to
do. Under Mason’s keen eye and calculating ways, I shed my innocent, ingénue
persona and found myself becoming more precise with my words. I found ways to
manipulate myself out of situations and on to better opportunities. Working for
Mason taught me everything I needed and gave me confidence I had lacked for
most of my life. It also lead to some extremely hot
sex between us. Sure, I had to make at least a dozen coffee runs and clean
three BMWs every other day, but having one of the most powerful men in
Hollywood enter you with his stiff, oversized cock every evening and on most of
his lunch breaks was surreal. The orgasms would come one after another until I
would have to tell him to stop, otherwise I would have to crawl out of the
office.

 
    But
of course, what's the first lesson they teach you ever? Don't sleep with the
boss. Then again, Hollywood never follows the rules, and Mason Cooper was no
exception. Having sex with him was my choice, it gave
me power over the regular people in this town by giving me power over one of
the most influential people in the town. At first, I was blinded by the glitz
and glamour. I was distracted by his perfect physique and his incredible sexual
prowess. But it wasn’t long before I found my true identity in the Hollywood
scene. I created my own character, and it was no longer a boss fucking his
assistant. I started to crave the control and realized that it was really me
who