The following day, Reese entered the Perfect Touch company building, dressed in a two-piece suit made with a midnight blue velvet material with jeweled buttons featured on the blazer.Every click of her heels on the floor drew people’s attention to her. She was giving off a majestic vibe, and it was evident from the way she was dressed that she was freaking rich.But no one in that building had any idea that she didn’t have much money in her bank account. Although she was not entirely poor, she owned expensive accessories and shares in New Age beauty."Good morning," she said, flashing her teeth at the receptionists.Her presence was kind of intimidating because they all seemed nervous."Good morning, ma'am," they all said, their voices in chorus."How may we help you?" One of them asked. "Do you have an appointment with the CEO?"Reese gazed at her name tag, which read Mary Simon."Actually, Mary, I got a job here, and in the email sent to me, it was written that I should ask for Mr.

When Reese got to Tom’s office, she stopped in front of the door and took a deep breath before knocking on the door."Come in." Tom said almost immediately, and Reese pushed the door open.Tom was seated by his desk when she entered, and he leapt to his feet the second he saw her."The boss seems interested in you." As he approached her, he said. "Do you guys have a history?""No." She lied and shook her head repeatedly. "We don’t have a history." She added."Very well then." He stated, despite his dissatisfaction with her response. He still believed there was something going on. "Let me show you your office. Then we can continue with the orientation there."She nodded her head in response.He walked past her and strolled out of the office, with Reese trailing right behind him.He stopped in front of the office that was next to his. And as he opened the door, Reese read the name inscribed on the nameplate mounted on the door out loud. "Victoria Williams.""She used to own this office.

Lucy didn’t lie when she told Reese that Harry’s friend was rich.He represented everything about wealth. From the way he was dressed to the way he spoke. To top it all off, he was incredibly handsome.Despite his handsomeness, Reese didn’t feel any hint of attraction towards him. Zayn was his name.They were all seated at a round table in a five-star restaurant, eating the full course meal on the table while exchanging goofy stories.They were laughing so hard, and at some point, Reese almost choked on the steak she was eating.But she quickly drank water to wash it down. And when she was finally able to breathe normally again, Harry’s friend spit an unexpected question at her."So did you come to London to find a husband to take to your parents, or do you plan to remain here forever?" He asked.She quickly flicked her eyes to Lucy and glared at her."I was not the one who told him." Lucy quickly defended herself."Then how does he know?" Resee asked.Lucy scratched the back of her

Sitting in the boardroom with the marketing team and his two assistants, Axel kept stealing glances at Reese while trying his best to not make it seem obvious.Damn! He should have insisted on making her stay back because she was a distraction.A hot distraction. Everything about her was sexually appealing to him. Even her silence was. The facial expression she made whenever one of the employees gave a stupid suggestion on how to market the new product, the way she paid absolute attention whenever another employee was giving a nice suggestion.Everything she did had an effect on his groin. The way she pursed her lips, crossed her arms over her chest, and eased back on her chair. Everything!"So, what do you think, sir?" An employee asked, jolting him out of his reverie. He wasn’t listening; thoughts of Reese clouded his mind, and he didn’t hear what that employee had just said. "Uhm—come again, please." He said.He drew in a deep breath and shook his head, trying to rid himself of

No one has ever dared disrespect Axel the way Reese did today. Her actions was enough to get her fired, but yet, he couldn’t.If he was thinking with his brain, he would have fired her. But no, he was thinking with dick and the build up of spongy tissues and blood vessels in between his legs wouldn’t allow him to fire her. As much as he despised the way she talked to him, he still wanted to keep her close. So as a way of expressing his pent up anger, and show her that she answers to him and not the other way round, he choked her with lots of work. And by the time she was done from the office, she was exhausted!She was on her way out of the company’s building, fuming, cussing, and lost in thoughts, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice say.“Hello, runaway billionaire heiress.” Pulling her out of her reverie.She halted, then swung her head to the side to see Zayn, his back resting on a black Mercedes Benz. “What are you doing here?” She asked, as she inched closer to him. “D