Sleeping With My Boss: A Standalone Novel (An Alpha Billionaire Romance Love Story) (A Dirty Office Romance)

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Author: Claire Adams
was
undeniable.
    “I see it now. You two favor quite a bit.”
      “Yeah. We get
that all the time. He and I both have our mother's looks, while my other
brothers all look like my dad.”
    “How come you don't have pictures of the rest of them
on your desk?” I asked and immediately could tell that I probably shouldn't
have. She looked noticeably uncomfortable. There were obviously some family
issues there.
    “It's just that I'm closer to Eddie than my other
brothers,” she replied softly.
    “Oh, I see,” I responded, not wishing to press the
issue. “Well, tell me a bit more about Eddie then; he looks like an interesting
guy.”
    She smiled, seeming relieved to have gotten away from the
topic of her other brothers.
    “Eddie’s great. He's a rather unconventional guy–he
was a college dropout, but despite that, he's worked hard and is quite a
success in his field.”
    “And, what field might that be?”
    “He's a musician–the lead guitarist for The Razor's
Edge.”
    “What? No way. He's seriously in The Razor's Edge?”
    She looked surprised that I'd heard of them.
    “Yeah,” she smiled. “He's one of the two founding
members still in the band.”
    “That’s crazy. I've been a fan of theirs for years.” It
was true. While I'd been raised on jazz and classical music and, thanks to my
mother, had played the piano since age six, my rebellious side had always had a
soft spot for punk music.
    “I discovered The Razor's Edge in my teens when I'd
heard one of their tracks on a snowboarding video,” I continued. “That song Bullet .
Man, that tune used to get me amped before my snowboarding sessions.”
    “Wait. You were into snowboarding…and punk music?” she
said with a laugh that was half amusement, half disbelief.
    I smiled. “All work and no play makes Asher a dull
boy,” I countered. “And with all the hard work and focus I've poured into my
life, I needed some outlets, some escapes. In my teens, that took the form of
punk music, snowboarding, motocross, and a few other extreme sports I could
sneak in without my mom finding out.”
    “Wow,” she said with another laugh and bright smile
that was just as stunning as her eyes. “I never would have thought it.”
    “There's a lot most people don't know about me,” I offered
softly. “A lot.” Suddenly, I no longer felt like talking about myself. Things
were getting a little too personal, and so I changed the topic abruptly.
    “Anyway, we're wasting precious time here. I have a
lot of things on my plate today, so we should get to work. Have a seat and
let's chat about this Harry Winston project.”
    We sat down in the meeting area off in one corner of
her office and started discussing the campaign while I did my utmost to focus
on the conversation and ignore her striking eyes and the curvaceous legs
revealed so casually from beneath her skirt. This was going to be an
interesting working relationship. Interesting indeed.

 
     

CHAPTER 4
    Lilah

 
    I sat at my desk and stared out through the wall of
glass, mesmerized by the Pacific Ocean rolling in the distance. I drew in a
deep breath and immediately felt calm. The sight of the ocean had always
soothed me, especially in times when I was stressed. It was the main reason I
had quickly requested an office with an ocean view. I knew this job wasn’t
going to be a walk in the park, and I was going to take whatever stress relief
options I could. An ocean view seemed like the perfect place to start.
    As I sat there, I began to mull over all that had happened
in the last hour. Asher had just left my office after a very in-depth
explanation of exactly what would be expected of me in this position—which was
a lot. We had also discussed how to move forward with the Harry Winston
watch campaign.
    This was easily going to be the most demanding job I’d
ever had. I'd always been comfortable under pressure, however intense it was. Rarely
had I faced a task I could not rise to and conquer. But this,
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