𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓭.
"I'm... what? Say that again for me, won't you baby?" He tugged the string of my thong until it snapped. He took the flimsy material and pushed it into the back pocket of his trousers.
"Yves," I sighed when he caged me with his...
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Chapter 5 (Part 2)
I woke up at the crack of dawn to get ready for work.
I turned off my alarm, and I was surprised to see five messages from Yves. I opened them and I was shocked to see two messages sent at midnight and three sent at two am.
I swear this man lived and breathed business. I could tell he was extremely hard working, because personally at that hour, I was literally dead.
I went through his documents and I gaped when I noticed that they all had a minimum of fifty pages each. That means I had to go over more than one hundred and fifty pages before I got to the office.
Perks of being a billionaire's personal assistant.
Yves was going to be present in the office today and I wanted to make sure I was very up to date with my work and also looked presentable on my official first day of working directly with him.
He had been absent for nearly two weeks but I was frequently surrounded by his masculine scent whenever I was in his office, his study or anywhere he was frequently found. I had the freedom to inhale it with no one present to judge me.
After spending two hours writing notes, analysing and going through all his documents and making my personal suggestions, I went for my bath.
I shaved my legs to perfection, washed and dried my hair then tied it into a neat bun, scrubbed my body till I was freshly raw and afterwards, got dressed in a perfectly ironed white blouse with a matching pleated skirt that hung above my knees.
I topped the entire outfit with some pointy white heels, a matte leather bag and a small heart necklace I had managed to get from my mother's jewelry collection.
