Boss: The Encounter With The Bad Boy Billionaire: Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (BOSS: A Contemporary Bad Boy Billionaire Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page A

they walked to the conference room for the meetings, she could feel his eyes on her, watching the way she walked and all of her movements.
    Even when she tucked her hair behind her ear, Tony was watching. She caught him smiling at her, his eyes sparkling with a passion that she had not known before. Yesterday, he had asked her if she knew what it felt like for a man to truly want her. It seemed that since he calmed down his obnoxious behavior, she had been able to hear him, and clearly see his actions.
    It was obvious that the man wanted her. But how often did he walk in to the office of a high powered executive and throw himself at the woman? He had to have all kinds of woman falling at his feet. Being the son of the company's owner had to have some perks. Then just the simple fact that he was a billionaire heir, that had to garner some attention from women of all walks of life.
    Hart did not want to compete with the type of woman who would beg for a billionaire's attention simply to live the lifestyle that he could afford her. She had her own and she did not need his. Hart was happy with her life, but what girl did not fantasize about being swept off of her feet by a man that was rich and powerful?
    When the last meeting for the day ended, Hart smiled and shook hands with the clients. She grabbed her things and started back to her office.
    "So I found you pretty amazing in there."
    Hart did not have to look up to know that Tony was directly behind her.
    "Thank you," she turned to face him.
    "What did you learn today?"
    He laughed at her question. "Are you seriously going to quiz me like I'm in high school? Come on now, Hart."
    She did not crack a smile. "Yes. I'm serious. What did you learn today?"
    "Well, I figured out that you are a huge asset to this company. What you and your team do is such an intricate part of how the day to day operations run. When I first walked in here, I did not have any appreciation for your position. But now, I am completely impressed with the way that you run the show around here."
    Hart eyed him for a moment, waiting to see if that genuine demeanor was going to change in a split second.
    "I'm serious, Hart." He reached to take the stack of papers out of her hands.
    "My father speaks so highly of you. It's nice to see that what he says matches you in person."
    She just nodded. There was not much that she could say that the elder Ciarelli told her that was positive about the younger.
    Opening the door to her office, they entered in silence. Tony sat all of the papers carefully on her desk. He started toward the door, then turned quickly on his heels.
    "Look. Here is the deal. I know my father did not give a shining recommendation of me. I know that I have been painted out to be this spoiled, bratty rich kid that has no sense of responsibility. The ultimate playboy who spends his trust fund like there is no tomorrow. The issue is that while a lot of that is true, there is another part of me that most people don't see.
    "I'm not this rude, pompous jerk all of the time. I'm used to dealing with guys like that on a regular basis, so yes, I tend to get out of hand. But I want to make my father proud and I want to make him happy. I don't want him to look at me as a failure, someone too lazy to make his own way in life. That's not what's really going on."
    He started to speak again, but then his gaze dropped. Tony was staring at the floor, and Hart could tell that he wanted to say more.
    "Look, I think that you are an amazing woman Hart. I apologize for being so difficult in the beginning and I promise that as you continue my training, I will not make things more difficult for you or for myself."
    He pulled a white handkerchief out of his pocket and waved it in surrender.
    "Can we start over?"
    Hart, leaning against her desk with her arms folded, had been listening to every word he said. The problem was that she did not trust that he was going to adhere to all that he said that he would.
    "We can't