THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORBIDDEN DESIRES

sleek glass tower, her heart racing with a

searching the compan

interview question

or the reality of s

Clair Industries, on

breath and pushed through the revolving doors, her eyes s

smile greeted he

andra Thompson, Alex sai

aint Clair. The receptionist nodded

a low tone. Mr. Saint

t you to the interview

Alex nodded, feeling a flutter

lian Saint Clair's re

ssman. But she was

the job as his pe

a tall, imposing fi

towards Alex. He was

ked, his deep voice commanding attention. Alex nodded, standing up straight and extend

ease, follow me. Alex followed Marcus t

eling that this was

followed Marcus to the elevat

on. The building was

levators. It was clear. that Saint Clair In

large, ornate door with a silver plaque that read Julian Saint Clair

s pushed open the door, a

with floor-to-ceiling

on Alex. Ah, Miss Thompson, he said, his voice low and smooth. Welcome. Please, have a seat. Alex sat down i

and chiseled features. He was dressed in a t

leaning back in his chair. Tell me, why do you th

well-rehearsed speech

halfway through. I don't pay you to thi

you to follow instru

an you

ndignation, but she bi

Mr. Saint Clair, she said, her voice steady. I can do that. Jul

his eyes, but it was quickly extinguished. Good, he

Alex stood up, feeling a sense

Saint Clair will be more