The Billionaire Ice's Heart

A Repulsi

r tone, Mr. Stone replied, "John, this might be Miss Marie, your contemporary... individual collaborator."John's countenance was jumbled as he fixed his gaze on Marie. He thought about her for a minute, absorbing every aspect of her beauty, from her magnificent outfit to her well done hair. Under his intense scrutiny, Marie felt a blush crawl up her cheeks.His voice was as crisp and calm as his demeanour. "Miss Marie," he recognised. "I believe you are qualified for this position.""I am," Marie said, assembling his expression with a just found assurance. "I am a quick learner, and I am committed to my work."John made a curt gesture. Fantastic. Then, let us get started." He looked at his dad. "In an hour, I have a meeting. Miss Marie is welcome to accompany me and get acquainted with my strategy.Mr. Stone gave a nod of approval. Fantastic. I will drive you there." He then sent everyone away, leaving just Marie and the magnificent John Stone. She inhaled deeply, bracing herself for the task at hand. It was this. The distraction had begun.John glanced to her as they walked out of the consider, his face still jumbled. He continued, "I anticipate reliability and proficiency, Miss Marie," with a tone that left no space for error. "Do I make myself clear?""Gem clear, Mr. Stone," Marie said, despite the butterflies in her stomach, in a strong voice.She sensed that a genuinely interesting professional connection was developing.When the silver Bentley belonging to John Stone drove out of the Stone chateau garage, it mumbled like a happy kitten. With her pulse pounding in her chest, Marie sat in the traveler's position. This was her first official day as John's personal collaborator, and she was unable to help but feel a mixture of excitement and fear.John was a mystery in his own right. He had piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her, and he was attractive in a chilly, restrained manner. Having made a huge fortune from nothing, he was also very clever and successful. Despite his seeming triumph, Marie sensed a deep sadness inside him, a hole to which she was pulled but was unable to provide support.First of all, the assembly was short and direct. John quickly outlined his sche