The Billionaire's Secret

8

something different

Jake's P.O.V

My alarm clock goes off as I turn it off. I get up and yawn. I get out my clothes and place them on the bed. I go and take a good hot shower and get out with my towel tightly wrapped around my waist.

I go to one of my drawers and find a tie to wear. Once I find one I think is satisfying I start to dress. I look in the mirror and fix my hair. Damn I'm sexy as hell.

I smile and head downstairs to fix some coffee. I look at my jacket and see a little lent on it. I go back to my room to find a lent roller but can't find it. I go to Ashley's room to find her fast asleep.

I go over to tap her but she doesn't move. I don't want to wake her but I really need a lent roller. I stare at her as she sleeps. Beautiful is one word that comes to mind. I smile and admire her perfection before she opens her eyes and screams.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, you creepo?" She yells throwing a pillow at me.

"I need to see your lent roller." I laugh.

"How do you know I have one?"

"I don't."

"Oh." She says before turning back around. I sigh and go to one of her drawers. "You know it's rude to invade others privacy." She says as I look over at her to see her eyes closed.

"You know it's also rude to be rude to the guy that's letting you stay at his house for free." I smirk. She sighs and doesn't say anything.

"It's on the dresser by the TV." She groans.

"Thank you." I say taking the lent roller.

"For a billionaire you sure do need some more things."

"Shut up."

"I better get that back."

"Yea okay." I smile while walking back to my room to rub the lent off of the jacket. "Ahh pure perfection." I smile and head out.

~*~

I walk inside as the receptionist greets me.

"Hello Mr. Boss." She winks.

"Hi make sure all of my nine o'clock reports are in by 8:50." I say walking away.

"Yes sir." She says seductively as I gag in my head. Can't stand girls that try to hard. Never have never will.

I enter my office and place my things down. I look at the clock and see it's 8:45. I call my assistant to my office.

"I need to see you." I say while returning to my papers. I hear a knock at the door and tell them to enter.

"You needed to see me sir?" My assistant walks in with a skirt short enough to see every inch of her legs. Daring.

"Uh yes did you ever email the interns and tell them that the meeting date was changed?"

"Um no sir."