I woke up to the sun shining on my face and the sight of seeing a rose blossom before my very eyes. I rolled over to wonder whymy Allen didn't go off. It read 9:35 a.m. I shrieked and clumsy geek out of bed and took a "whoe bath" as my mother would call it and got dressed. I wore black skinny jeans and a cream cami from Express and some black flats. The driver drove me to a tall building that reads CARTWRIGHT PUBLISHING INC. I thanked the driver and sprang for the door to the building. I nearly almost bumped into a bond carrying a Starbucks coffee cup, "Sorry," I exclaimed as I ran past her. I quickly caught the elevator and saw the most drop dead gorgeous msn wearing a great suit. He was tall almost looked just like Joseph Morgan. "Who might you be, sweetheart?" he asked. I was too memorized by his accent and those beautiful green eyes.
"Denise Smith, sir"
"Your late, are all Americans fashionably late or just simply incapable at resetting clock?"he asked
"Sir, I thought I'd put the right time in last night." "You don't get paid for thinking my dear and frankly my dear I don't give a damn about your excuses. Strike one Ms. Smith", "Quoting Gone with the Wind, I see, sir"
"So they do teach you Americans literature after all" he mumbled to himself,"shall we discuss what you will be doing here for the time being." I simply nodded and waited I'm silence for the elevator to stop on the 22nd floor. The entire for was dedicated to him alone, "Are you coming Ms. Smith or are you gong to stand there with your mouth open?“he asked I approached him determine to soak my mind, even if he was attractive ."Sir I do have feelings, just so you know."
"Lesson number one. Don't back to me love and please be on time from now on. Understood?" He asks mr with a devilish smile on his face."Yes sir," I say softly. "Never the less, you'll catch on quickly. First thing first, I've reviewed your resume and am quite pleased with your attribute to your work status." ,"Thank you, sir" I say. After feeling uncomfortable for what seemed like a month, tender days and seven seconds, he finally dismissed me and handed me a large stack of papers, that was about as tall as me.
It was 8:30 at night and I finally finished. I walked out of his two part office abd he looked up at Mr. With his wild green eyes staring. Gazing. I almost could have sworn I caught him licking his lower lip at me.
"Come have a seat." Cartwright told me. I initially walked over towards the large leather couch.
"Not there, next to me, love. I won't bite, much" he said seductively. I walked closer to him and we sat in silence for ten seconds until he spoke again
"Your still sitting in the wrong spot love." Is he serious? I'm already on his shit list because I was late today. I sat gently on his leg and he put an around my waist and slid me back closer to his chest and kissed my neck.
"Mr. Cartwright, I think I'm done for the day. I will see you tomorrow morning" I say as I push my way off his lap. "Denise, is it? I was simply kissing you good night."
"Well, Mr. Assfuck, I intend on keeping my job the proper way notthat you give a shit."
"Good night sir."
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AlteleA 25 year old American movies across the pond to start a career in publishing. She works for a well known publisher named Daniel Cartwright, who begins to have strong feelings for her, but she would soon discover a dark lustful passion for her boss...
