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before. You know how hard this is for me to do.”
     
    “I always knew you'd come crawling in here begging for a job.”
     
    “You always were a cocky bastard. Forget this,” I said, seething with anger. It took every ounce of willpower to not slap him in the face. I stood up and walked away.
     
    I pushed the button for the elevator. I could hear it whirling its way upwards. The doors opened and Drake spoke up, “I need an executive assistant. My last one quit.”
     
    I stepped into the elevator and turned towards him. Our eyes met and I stared at him for awhile. “I can start tomorrow.” I pushed the button for the ground floor and the doors closed cutting off our eye contact.
     
     

Chapter Three

 
     
    My first day at Atlas as Drake's executive assistant turned out to be nothing like I expected. He wasn't even around. I wasn't too excited to work as a secretary considering I just graduated with a Bachelor's degree but it was my only option.
     
    I had already gone through most of the training with my manager, Isabella. She was really nice but reminded me of a gremlin. I got along with her as long as I didn't stare directly at her face.
     
    Isabella surprised me from behind. “Hey Sophia! How are you settling in?”
     
    “I'm doing surprisingly well!” I exclaimed.
     
    “Great” Isabella replied. “Don't forget you have dinner with Drake tonight.”
     
    “Wait, what?!” I exclaimed.
     
    “Yeah, you didn't you know? He always takes new employees out to dinner on their first day.”
     
    My heart began to race. Dinner alone with him?! I was sure that rule didn't apply to me. There was no way he was going to take his stepsister out for dinner.
     
    “Yeah I doubt it's going to happen,” I muttered.
     
    “You're pretty lucky getting to be Drake's executive assistant. He just doesn't hire any girl to do that.” Isabella's eyes followed down the line of my massive cleavage and I started to blush. I brushed the bangs out of my eyes. She had no clue that Drake was my stepbrother.
     
    “I guess I am pretty lucky,” I replied, hoping she would leave me alone now.
     
    “Anyway, I gotta get back to work. Enjoy dinner! If you have any other questions just come by my office!” Isabella said as she hurried away.
     
    I checked my mirror again to make sure I didn't smudge any of my makeup. Just then, I heard a voice behind me.
     
    “How's your first day going, Sophia?”
     
    I snapped my compact shut and nearly closed my finger inside it. I looked up and there he was –tall, dark, and smoldering. Drake was just standing there smiling at me. My brain short-circuited and I couldn't get any words out. I was trying to form some sort of logical reply but all that came out was a monotone, “Yes.”
     
    “The day's going okay, Drake.” At least I was able to form a whole sentence that time. We shook hands and enormous bouts of electricity flowed through my body. It felt like having a thousand tiny orgasms all at once. I started to sweat heavily and my cheeks became flushed. I'd never felt that way around him before. What was happening to me?
     
    “I hope Isabella has trained you on everything?”
     
    I found it hard to keep eye contact with him but tried to act normal. “She's been really great. I think I got a handle on it all.”
     
    “Yeah just don't expect any special treatment since your family.”
     
    “Of course. I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Drake.”
     
    Drake ignored my remark. “So are we on for dinner tonight?”
     
    “Really? I didn't think you'd want to take me.”
     
    “Sophia, just because we've been enemies for years doesn't mean we can't go out and share a meal together.”
     
    “Then dinner sounds nice.”
     
    “Great! Meet me outside at five o' clock.”
     
    Drake gave a small wave as he walked away and I barely got my palm up to return the gesture. Drake was being nicer than normal and I couldn't put my finger on why. I checked the clock: 3 pm. Two