He was never supposed to see it. The email I wrote my friend. The one where I called him cruel, cold, demanding. Oh, yeah, and sexy as hell. But instead of sending it to my friend, I sent it to him. My boss. Jared King, billionaire head of King Advertising. The man everyone calls The King because he’s so controlling, gorgeous, and full of himself... moreHe was never supposed to see it. The email I wrote my friend. The one where I called him cruel, cold, demanding. Oh, yeah, and sexy as hell. But instead of sending it to my friend, I sent it to him. My boss. Jared King, billionaire head of King Advertising. The man everyone calls The King because he’s so controlling, gorgeous, and full of himself. I answer his phones, and he barely looks at me, except for one word -- “Messages?”-- as he holds his hand out, his Rolex glinting under the light as he demands what’s his. The employees all whisper about how bad they want him, and his face is on a different magazine each week, always with a different socialite or actress on his arm. I’m sure he’ll fire me when he reads the email I accidentally sent him. Jared King is not known for his forgiving nature. In fact, it’s just the opposite. But to my surprise, he gives me one more chance. The only catch? I have to do everything he says. Soon his tasks are becoming less work-related and more… sex-related. He’s making me take pictures of myself in lingerie, asking me to accompany him to fancy restaurants, making me get down on my knees and… He knows how to play my body and mind, how to keep me wanting and begging for more of him. But soon I’m starting to worry that my second chance is turning into my worst nightmare. Because the only thing more torturous than being Jared King’s assistant? Is falling in love with him… less
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