Billionaire Alpha 1: (A Bad Boy Billionaire Novel) Read Online Free PDF Page B
Author: Ali Parker
bearings before noticing a large sign on the wall that displayed a map. She moved toward it, working to not get run over by the suits that filled the large lobby. McKenzie and Bryant was on the twenty-eighth floor, the view from their windows most likely incredible.
She walked toward the correct elevator and got in at the last minute, the door closing behind her. She turned to face away from the crowd and exhaled softly, fear of the unknown almost consuming her. The door opened a few times for other floors, and she shifted to the left and right, trying to be polite and waiting her turn.
Finally the light for the twenty-eighth floor lit up, and the door opened, Bethany moving off with a short, squatty male who looked a little older than her. He pulled a badge from his waist and swiped it on the reader on the wall by the door. He held the door open and smiled at Bethany. "New today?"
"I sure am." She moved toward him, a smile on her lips as she held her purse on her shoulder. "I'm supposed to check in with the receptionist."
He moved into the large lobby behind her and shifted to her side. "I'm Ben. Nice to meet you."
"Bethany Miller. Nice to meet you, too." She looked around, realizing that the receptionist desk was just behind her.
"Well, good luck today, and if you need a tour, I'm in office 1014." He smiled and walked off.
Bethany turned to greet the receptionist. "Hi, I'm a new intern."
The receptionist looked up and held up her finger, her long red nail quite out of place for a professional environment. Bethany apologized and moved to sit in one of the small leather chairs just beside the woman's desk. A few minutes later, the lady called Bethany back up.
"New intern, did you say?"
"Yes, ma'am." Bethany stood and moved toward the desk, the woman standing and fiddling with some papers below her.
"Bethany Miller?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Stop calling me ma'am. Makes me feel old." The lady smiled, but it failed to reach her eyes. "You're going to be in that conference room right over there. Here's a packet of stuff you need to fill out, and Mr. Bryant will call you up when he's available. Human Resources will want some of your time today, so make sure to stick around after you see the boss man. We'll get you an office and all that good stuff, too."
Bethany thanked the woman and walked toward the room, her shoulders and back aching as stress stiffened her. Sitting down in the large, black leather chair, she pulled out a pen and began to work on the items in front of her.
The receptionist poked her head in a few minutes later, her knuckles rapping on the door and causing Bethany to jump.
"Sorry. Mr. Bryant is ready for you. Just go up the elevator to the thirtieth floor. His receptionist Linda will get you in to see him."
She walked off and Bethany stood, putting the papers together and shoving them in the folder. She hated like hell that her hands trembled. She'd have to keep them in her lap in front of Damon. No way was she letting him on to the nervousness that tore up her insides.
"Here goes nothing … "
Chapter 5
Linda was far too good looking to be a secretary, or Damon was the asshole her mother had warned her about. Bethany hated to judge a book by its cover, but the tall blonde model posing as a receptionist had been wickedly sexual, just in showing Bethany to Damon's office, her words almost purred. Bethany thanked her and shivered in disgust as the door closed. Apparently, Damon was down the hall and would be back shortly.
Taking advantage of the few moments she had, Bethany walked around the large executive office. The windows lined the walls of half of the office from floor to ceiling. The view was spectacular and she wanted to see it at night, the lights of the city a beautiful spectacle no doubt.
Pictures of three men littered the wall behind Damon's large cherry-wood desk, one of them being Kent and the others Damon and his brother. She picked up one of the photos of the three men
She walked toward the correct elevator and got in at the last minute, the door closing behind her. She turned to face away from the crowd and exhaled softly, fear of the unknown almost consuming her. The door opened a few times for other floors, and she shifted to the left and right, trying to be polite and waiting her turn.
Finally the light for the twenty-eighth floor lit up, and the door opened, Bethany moving off with a short, squatty male who looked a little older than her. He pulled a badge from his waist and swiped it on the reader on the wall by the door. He held the door open and smiled at Bethany. "New today?"
"I sure am." She moved toward him, a smile on her lips as she held her purse on her shoulder. "I'm supposed to check in with the receptionist."
He moved into the large lobby behind her and shifted to her side. "I'm Ben. Nice to meet you."
"Bethany Miller. Nice to meet you, too." She looked around, realizing that the receptionist desk was just behind her.
"Well, good luck today, and if you need a tour, I'm in office 1014." He smiled and walked off.
Bethany turned to greet the receptionist. "Hi, I'm a new intern."
The receptionist looked up and held up her finger, her long red nail quite out of place for a professional environment. Bethany apologized and moved to sit in one of the small leather chairs just beside the woman's desk. A few minutes later, the lady called Bethany back up.
"New intern, did you say?"
"Yes, ma'am." Bethany stood and moved toward the desk, the woman standing and fiddling with some papers below her.
"Bethany Miller?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Stop calling me ma'am. Makes me feel old." The lady smiled, but it failed to reach her eyes. "You're going to be in that conference room right over there. Here's a packet of stuff you need to fill out, and Mr. Bryant will call you up when he's available. Human Resources will want some of your time today, so make sure to stick around after you see the boss man. We'll get you an office and all that good stuff, too."
Bethany thanked the woman and walked toward the room, her shoulders and back aching as stress stiffened her. Sitting down in the large, black leather chair, she pulled out a pen and began to work on the items in front of her.
The receptionist poked her head in a few minutes later, her knuckles rapping on the door and causing Bethany to jump.
"Sorry. Mr. Bryant is ready for you. Just go up the elevator to the thirtieth floor. His receptionist Linda will get you in to see him."
She walked off and Bethany stood, putting the papers together and shoving them in the folder. She hated like hell that her hands trembled. She'd have to keep them in her lap in front of Damon. No way was she letting him on to the nervousness that tore up her insides.
"Here goes nothing … "
Chapter 5
Linda was far too good looking to be a secretary, or Damon was the asshole her mother had warned her about. Bethany hated to judge a book by its cover, but the tall blonde model posing as a receptionist had been wickedly sexual, just in showing Bethany to Damon's office, her words almost purred. Bethany thanked her and shivered in disgust as the door closed. Apparently, Damon was down the hall and would be back shortly.
Taking advantage of the few moments she had, Bethany walked around the large executive office. The windows lined the walls of half of the office from floor to ceiling. The view was spectacular and she wanted to see it at night, the lights of the city a beautiful spectacle no doubt.
Pictures of three men littered the wall behind Damon's large cherry-wood desk, one of them being Kent and the others Damon and his brother. She picked up one of the photos of the three men
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