I hate everything about Ares King.
Those words were like a mantra every day for the last three years with him. It was my own personal hell, trying my best not to lose my job, making sure I was in perfect sync with him.
Unlike his previous secretaries, who had some hidden agenda to gain his attention, I didn’t have that, nor did I let the pressure of working with a cold-blooded boss make me give up.
My responsibility drove me, and that became my protective shield against him.
"Wake up, Catherine," I muttered to myself.
I’m treading dangerous waters, and I do not want to swim through it; I’d rather take a different route.
Being aroused by him was another level of stupidity.
I set the last paper on the table, releasing a stressed sigh. The meeting hasn’t started yet, and I’m already exhausted.
This was just day one of being his wife and secretary. I already feel like throwing myself off the building.
"Face it with courage." I took a deep breath, closing my eyes, and the more I chanted my charm, the better I got.
Opening my eyes, I fixed my usual skilled smile and turned to finish my work, but my charm wore off too soon.
I tripped on my fucking heel!
I was this close to falling in a very dramatic way, with papers flying into the air. But someone caught me.
This shit only happened in movies, yet here I was held in strong arms and a stranger grinning ear to ear at me.
"I must be super lucky," he commented. "A beauty fell right into my arms."
I let out an awkward laugh. "Can you let me go now?"
"As you wish." He helped me up.
"Thanks," I blushed, embarrassed by my fall. "I really wish you hadn’t seen that." I stood on one heel to fix the other. Thankfully, it wasn’t broken.
The man inched closer to me so that my hand rested on his shoulder to support me.
"Thank you again."
"Very much welcome."
"There!" I sighed and stood straight. "I really need to be careful with these heels."
"Yeah."
"Oh!" I crouched to grab the papers, and he helped me. It was a comfortable silence as we gathered them all, and I set them on the table.
"I’m Theo Mercer."
We shook hands.
I know that name.
"From Mercer Systems."
His smile broadened, brightening his honey eyes. "You have done your homework."
Even if I didn’t know, everyone knew Mercer Systems. They had one of the well-known networking companies in Midnight.
Theo Mercer was a born genius who made that possible.
I recently heard he was looking to expand and needed King Corp’s support.
"I should count myself lucky that a gorgeous woman like you knows about me."
How cute.
"Well, I hate to break it to you, but I didn’t stay up all night researching. I’m aware of you because I work here."
"Ouch." He gave a hurtful expression and stabbed his heart.
"I’m not sure which hurts me most, the thought that you didn’t spare me a thought or that I didn’t get to introduce myself to you personally."
Ares disregarded him, and in a heartbeat, he kissed me. This wasn’t like the first night. This was more meaningful, almost believable. He hungrily devoured my lips, and I forgot for a minute we had company.
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