The CEO (Sweet Bastard)

elessness. I had overslept because the alarm I had set didn't go off. Today was my first day at work, an

the second. Where is she? I rushed out to the

und of it tapping against a ceramic bowl filling the air. She looked tired, a

me like I've been abducted by alie

s I mentioned last night that I neede

he replied, rolling her eyes. With that, she returned to the ki

tack of books. "Hiding again," I muttered to myself. Grabbing my phone and heels,

t room, Raine. It's a

s executive secretary, responsible for coordination and organization all day, dipping my finge

d why do you need those files so urgently?" she asked, leaning down to smo

, I have no idea why. But who cares as long a

ough to give you this position, and you need to prove him right by givi

ll," I assured h

ing me through various changes and challenges. She was

like a couple of

mmer Corporations is in

ngs work o

g to happen," she said, giv

and besides, I've had enough of men. You know what happened in my pre

. You know I want what's bes

When it refused to move, I used my pinky finger to pull it back and tuck it behind my ear

pressed my lips togeth

on't miss me, it's going to

laughed without looking up f

rk, my mind went back to the previous w

actually a very decent person. He was kind, and if I had met him at a café instead o

He welcomed me into his home and seemed to care more about me as an individual than about what was on my resume. That

rd, telling me to contact him after graduation. I did just that, and he arranged an interview for me faste

tary for Knox Peterson, the CEO. Anyone living within a thousand

nance, clothing, and high-end corporate takeovers. Although their headquarters were in