The CEO's Assistant by Zainab Sambo

Chapter 1

LAUREN

From the world of MASON...

"Where the hell are they?"

I bit my lip to keep from moaning as Mason's hand slid up my thigh.

"I'm sure they'll be here any second. If you'll just be a little more patient..."

I gasped as his lips pressed against my neck, and I quickly covered my mouth with my hands.

"Patient? Be more patient? We've been here for ages!"

"I know, sir, and I'm so sorry. I'm sure they'll be here any minute."

"Mason, we really shouldn't be doing this..." I winced as he pressed his hand against the one-way mirror. Would they really not notice us? Could they really not see us? There was an entire bloody boardroom full of people right there. Very important people, might I add...

"Let them wait." He lifted me up and hitched my legs around his waist as he pressed me up against the glass. Imagine my horror when the thud made everyone look over in our direction.

"What the hell was that?" the investigator demanded. I heard footsteps approaching the door.

"Mason!" I whisper-screamed in a panic.

He pressed his lips against mine, the kiss so dominating it almost made me forget my name. "Tell me to stop, and I will." He squeezed my ass, and this time, I couldn't hold back the whimper that left my lips. "But you won't."

I looked through the one-way mirror and saw the investigator reaching for the doorknob.

Common sense warred with lust and desire in my head.

How on earth did I get into this situation?

<div style="text-align: center;">FIFTEEN MINUTES EARLIER...</div>

"Is everything in order?" Athena asked.

I checked the documents and files laid out on the conference room table for the thousandth time.

"I think so."

"Mason is going to bite your head off if you answer like that," she said.

I went pale. The worst thing is that I knew she wasn't joking.

"Yes," I corrected.

Athena nodded. "Better. I'm going to go check on everyone else. You going to be okay in here?"

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Athena left, and I looked over everything in the boardroom again. The office was on fire. Not literally, as I would probably be running around screaming my bloody head off, but figuratively.

An important audit was happening today, and an investigator from the government was coming to make sure everything was properly sorted. Normally, that would be fine, but the problem was the owner and CEO of the company. My boss.

Mason Campbell.

He was the type of man that commanded attention. The second he walked into a room, the men would look away intimidated, and the women would tilt their heads, lick their lips, and bat their lashes at him. A billionaire entrepreneur, he was rumored to have more power and influence than even the royal family. He was ruthless, mysterious, and incredibly dangerous. The world was his playground, and London was his throne.

And somehow, impossibly, he'd hired me to be his personal assistant.

Not to mention our... other... agreement.