Free Alien Romance: Rusneon Mates Boxed Set: A Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) by Ashley Hunter

Andrea picked up the notepad, baffled. The man proceeded, leaning back in his stance to look at her from over his nose.
    “The agency that recommended you said you were quick and smart, although that is yet to be seen, I’m hoping that some of that is true. I do not need a bumbling woman who is going to be staring at me because I am “nice to look at,”—I am aware of my features and what they do to women—I need a competent assistant who will be able to meet the needs of the job, and ensure that what I cannot handle is handled accordingly, agreed?”
    “Ah…yes,” Andrea said, swallowing.
    “I’m sorry, I was told this was… an interview?”
    He raised a brow, “this is your interview. I will give you the rest of the day to take care of the duties I will put out for you. Fail in any of them, and you won’t need to come back tomorrow. How’s that?”
    The blood flushed from her cheeks deep into a hole within her stomach, flushed away as though his words had pressed on some kind of lever that left her without any clever thought to retort with. She gave him a mute nod, unable to do much else.
    He gave her a nod before he turned in the direction of one of the machines humming in the back of the room. It let out a low hum as he pressed a glowing blue button. She didn’t realize until then but all the machines had glowing blue edges or buttons.
    “Very well,” he spoke again.
    “I need you to head down to level 2, ask for the Sigma A schematics. Roland, the head scientist there, should be done with the latest tests on the Script Trials.”
    As he spoke, Andrea scrambled to find a pen, digging in her pockets to pull out the writing tool and began writing as he spoke. He didn’t seem to note her abrupt movement or internal panic.
    “Tell him I need him to file the results in the Hendrik folders as well to pass me the information of last months’ trial results.
    “When you have those, I need you to head to level 5, and speak with Athena on whether or not we’re cleared for the board meeting with the other executives from Branch C. If not, tell her that I want it cleared by tonight.”
    He paused to pull out a thin tablet from his pocket and turned it on. The gadget blinked to life, casting his face in a pale white glow.
    “After that, head to levels 8 and 10, I need the numbers for the audits from the last project we were able to complete in Milan. If Herald isn’t there, tell Patricia to find me.”
    He took wide steps towards the opposite side of the room, pressing buttons and looking at screens that displayed information that looked incredibly complicated.
    Andrea nearly followed to watch as he tapped away at his tablet before swiping and making an image on the gadget appear on the wall. She gasped, awed when she realized that the wall wasn’t a wall, but rather a tall screen.
    “When you’re done with that, I need you to run a diagnostics check on all the levels—make sure that Darnell in IT gets the latest bug in the system fixed, it’s making the font in the messaging boards disappear in some messages, and I am not happy with how the last memo got sent out.”
    There was a short silence that followed after he paused over some of the information on the wall. Andrea waited with bated breath, her hand trembling after having furiously scribbled as much information as possible. She didn’t want to ask to clarify some of the information, for fear he’d throw her out in a second.
    After another moment of standing, he peered over his shoulder and gave her an exasperated look.
    “Now.” he huffed, making a shooing motion with his hand.
    “Oh, right,” Andrea said.
    “Sorry.”
    With that she spun on her heels and began to walk toward the door.
    “Oh, and Andrea.” Andrea slowed to a stop, turning to face the man. His expression was icy cold.
    “Lose the shoes. If I see another black scuff mark on the floor I’m throwing you out.”
    Flushing bright red, Andrea nodded before rushing out. She