I look at her and assess her, I know right now she thinks she might as well get fired with only a short time after her employment here. She doesn't even know the effect she has on me. She doesn't realise or know how weak I get when I am closer to her. She is so consumed by fear. She is going to be mine nomatter what, she is MINE TO LOVE. Emily doesn't know what she has walked into when she accepts to be a PA to a CEO who she hasn't seen his face. Shock and fear consumes her as she later faces her weird nemesis, who she is always bumping into, but now he is the one who holds her fate of weather or not she will stay or get fired on her new job that she desperately needs to keep. Damon Kruger is a multi-billionaire and always gets what he wants. He's been used by many women now and has lost interest in wanting to settle down with any woman. Now he faces a tough decision, a woman he loves who is also his new Personal Assistance the one person he can never be involved with due to work ethics. Read and see how our hero turns around the life of our innocent virgin when he takes over her world. Warning: This obsessed hero doesn't delay or reserve his feelings for the one who drives him crazy, his over the top and I was more than happy to let him dominate. Find out what happens to the sexy blonde girl when this alpha takes over her world. Hope you got aircons cause things are about to get steamy. Edited with the edition of chapter 1 from the new Completed book CONTORTED. Hope you'll love it! Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author's imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.
Damon's POV
I woke up pretty early than usual today so that I could get ready and fly to Italy for my meeting with some of the partners of The Krugers Empire. My company is everything and I worked so hard to get to were I am right now.
Growing up without a better father figure to look up to, gave me the zeal to want to be a better man, a better father and better husband some day. My father was a drunkard and a drug addict. I grew up till the age of thirteen seeing my mother put up with his addiction and coming home every day and abuse my mother, till the day she said NO MORE, divorced him and took me away to start a whole new life. Things were never easy, I tried by all means to protect her, try to make her smile and help her out. It's her who made me the man I am today. She is my world and my rock.
I decided to pass through the coffee shop, other days that I send my someone to buy me coffee but today I decided to go and buy it myself since it was still the early hours of the morning and it was not yet crowded.
Just as I opened the door, I was greeted buy a hot cup of coffee spilled on my chest. I was so angry and pissed off that very moment. To say I was livid would be an understatement.
"I am so sorry sir, lemme try to clean you up. I am so sorry I wasn't looking." The nice pleasant voice follows up and she's busy trying to pat me dry. "Oh my God, are you blind. Why are you so clumsy? Agghh. Shit! " I shouted at her angrily. As I shouted at her I noticed she got afraid and jumped a bit. "I am so sorry sir, don't be mad me sir. I think there is a boutique around the corner there that just opened, I will take you there and buy you a new shirt. I am so sorry," she still trying to dry me up this time she had taken a baby fleece towel from her bag. I got angry with myself not her because I was feeling stupidly drawn to her, a random stranger and that's not a feeling I was going to entertain for a long time. The more she patted me dry and apologised I felt like I could just hug her and kiss her then tell her it's fine and this made me so angry, how could I be so weak on a total stranger.
I look down at her and then my wet shirt and removed her hands roughly from my chest and I turned away immediately to go back to my car. My driver looked at me and asked if everything was okay. I didn't even have the heart to reply him, I was close to blowing up. "Drive! Home, Now." I said to the driver to take me back home so I can change quickly and be on my way. I even lost the appetite for the coffee I wanted so so bad. After 30 minutes I was done and the driver took me straight to the jet. I quickly got in and the pilot took off. At least that is the advantage of owning a private jet.
After 2 hours or so I arrived in Italy and feeling the cool breeze as I board off the jet. I insisted my driver take me to the Grand Hotel Santa Domitilla where the first meeting was going to undergo. I wanted to attend the meeting first before I go to my beach house. When it comes to work I don't compromise, I need everything to be perfect. We reached the hotel well in time for the meeting as it was nearly 10 a.m.
The meeting lasted for almost 3hours with cut breaks in between. I didn't expect it to be this long but what can you expect if you're the leading commercial real estate company. The major problem being the disagreement on the location of the property to be build. Since we want to build offices, either it can be located in different areas and have branches or have one location with the headquarters and main offices in one place. Be that as it may the meeting and finalising will be done on the following meeting on Wednesday.
I headed to my beach house right after the meeting. I want to take a rest and then talk to my manager Rick back in London. I need a PA as soon as possible. I left him to do the last interview since I won't be around, but I just don't trust Rick's ways of interviewing. Some of the people he hires are incompetent. Whenever he does an interview, we normally have to cross check if the person is fit. I wanted to do all the interviews alone this time around and I can't believe I am relying on Rick again. The last one he hired for me was a wreck. She was hitting on me from the first day, wearing skimpy inappropriate work clothes, the list goes on. I want an employee who focuses and loves her or his job not me. Since I have certain things I would like the PA to do before I get back to London I am praying the last candidate impressed Rick enough to impress me when I get back and get the job.
After I arrived at the beach house I took a shower and tried lossening some muscles. Afterwards, I took my phone and called Rick to see how the interview with the last candidate went.
Rick : Hello Sir.
Damon: Give me good news! How did the interview go, I hope this one was a good one not the other rubbish I was getting the whole of last week?
Rick : It was okay, I think she can do it. She seemed to be up for the challenge.
Damon : Hire her immediately and let her send me the Montago files as early as possible, like tomorrow morning. Make sure she gets all the details right. Also make her schedule all my meetings without anything clashing for the rest of next week and next month. Make sure she's capable. I don't want incapability like the last one we had. She must have her head in the game.
Rick: But sir, you said you wanted to interview the person first before hiring?
Damon: Did I make myself clear Rick? I didn't stutter right?
Rick: Yes sir!
Damon: I thought so too.
Rick: Okay.
I broke the call and threw myself on the bed. I wanted to rest, I was tired and I could as well take a nap since the sun is still up, maybe for like an hour or so. I normally don't get tired but today I am dog tired like no man's business.
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