Mary has had a rough time working as the personal assistant of her rich, demanding, and ill-tempered boss. She stumbles upon a scene she should not have witnessed and learns her boss' secret, which makes him crave Mary's body and her blood. Mary must learn to serve the CEO's twisted, sexual needs or suffer the consequences. More
Mary has had a rough time working as the personal assistant of her rich, demanding, and ill-tempered boss. She stumbles upon a scene she should not have witnessed and learns her boss' secret which makes him crave sex and blood. Mary must learn to serve the CEO's twisted, sexual needs or suffer the consequences.
This 6,173 word story is the first part in the "Servicing the Billionaire" series!
Regret flooded her chest as she approached his desk. What did I do now? Her knees trembled as she stood beside him. She knew that he could ruin the rest of her life, being as powerful as he was.
“I said, come.”
Mary gasped as he grabbed her wrist in a firm grip and pulled her closer. She could not bring herself to meet his angry gaze. With his other hand, he gently lifted her chin until they were almost nose to nose. She could feel his cool breath on her face and smell the musky notes of his cologne. All she had to do was lean in slightly and their lips would touch. The thought of it made heat rush through her veins.
“I don’t appreciate your tone, Miss Kramar. I’ve given you a great opportunity to serve me. Should you chose to leave this job, I will give you the recommendation I feel you deserve. Keep that in mind.” His eyes bored into hers as he awaited her response.
Was that a threat? Her heart was beating abnormally fast—she realized she was as afraid of what he could do to her career as she was frightened of being in such close proximity to him.
“I am very sorry, Mr. White. I don’t want you to think I don’t appreciate this job. I really do. I want you—I mean I want you to be pleased with me.”
He smiled at that and gently stroked her cheek with the hand that held her chin. Then he relinquished her and paused, looking up and down her outfit, silently appraising her. A shiver ran down her spine; she had never felt so drawn to someone.