Santiago runs his finger over my bottom lip and my red lipstick slightly smudges.
"Santi," I hiss. He leans down and nicks my bottom lip in return.
"It's Mr. Alvaro to you, secretary," he rumbles. He ran his hand that was resting on my hips down to...
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So, party night was a bust.
We could not get into a single club. And it was so quiet out.
Back in Hawaii, we would've gotten into three clubs and would have been pissy drunk.
But, earlier today I got a call from Santiago Alvaro offering me an interview to be his assistant.
When Aolani first suggested a job at ALARAX, I genuinely thought she was joking. I was still going to go out club with her (because who can resist a good party) but when Mr. Alvaro actually called me the next day...
I googled him. Triple fact-checked to make sure he was the one who actually called me. Aolani likes to joke around and Lord knows she has many men she could call up who would drop to their knees for her.
My search of Santiago resulted in a positive amount.
He went to college at Princeton University. He and four other men founded the company ALARAX.
Self-made millionare, yada yada yada.
I did, in fact, watch an interview of his just to make sure that that was the voice I heard on the phone.
You wouldn't believe the pranks Aolani used to pull on me. I just had to be extra careful.
Not only does he have an extremely sexy voice, but he is very sexy himself.
Like tall, chiseled, and toned. His skin was very tanned. Almost sun-kissed. His hair was a black, curly dream. His eyes were a mix of green and brown that pierced through anybody's soul. His jaw was hard and firm.
You could grate cheese on it. You could carve diamonds.
So, after that first interview of his I watched, I watched a few more.
He's a very attractive man. Almost too attractive. Maybe he's AI-generated.
"So, you wanna do something tonight?" Aolani bursts into my room without knocking and I quickly shut my laptop.
I didn't want her to speculate why I've been watching videos of my future boss (hopefully).
Aolani's eyes fly up in surprise and eye my laptop suspiciously. "Okay...if you're worried about me catching you watching porn, remember I've caught you before. Remember when we were 14-"
I hold up a hand to stop her. I sadly do remember the incident.
"No. It's not porn. It's nothing important. Anyways, what were you saying? About doing something," I respond, changing the subject.
"Desire's sister, Renee is having a welcome back party for herself," Aolani says.
