Jeffery's POV
"What is your name."
"Sandra Lesley Arthur" the woman sitting in front of me purrs,like literally and bashes her eye lashes at me whilst twirling her hair.
I don't have time for this shit. Maybe I'll call her for a quick bang later on.
"What makes you think you are fit for this job?"
"Isn't it obvious Jeffery,"
She asks as she looks at me in a way that's supposed to sexually excited me but it actually mentally frustrates me. Being the owner of a company is quite hard actually. You can't even be too sure about who you trust and it especially goes down hill when you have a handsome face to go with money. You tend to have a lot of friends. Sometimes I just wish I was ugly so that I wouldn't have to worry about gold fucking diggers anymore. Then again that would make me sexually frustrated so I guess I have to deal with it.
"No actually. Enlighten me"
She grew up and walks ' seductively ' all the way until she's behind my chair. She slips her hand into my shirt and her long nails scratch my neck. This is fucking annoying.
"Get your fucking hands off me.
DU LIEST GERADE
Billionaire's assistant
Romantik"why are you doing?" "Ehhh....I was looking for you."I said and he raised his eyebrows and stared at me skeptically. "In the pantry." "I was hoping you were in the oven though."I said and he growled. Suddenly,the chips I had stolen and hidden in my...
