My Boss

I had never been good at acting. Two weeks ago, I would have failed to play grass in a school theater. Fortunately, Emily worked the psycho-magic she normally used preparing witnesses to testify, and now my character—Charlotte Madison, the invincible secretary—had become a masterpiece... in my own league.

All I needed to do was hide my bitchiness, learn to smile—even if I wanted to murder someone—and cover all uncomfortable situations with timid, or rather awkward, laughter. Finally, on my first day of work, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a quiet and polite professional who was ready to work her ass off for the sake of the company. Yup, she was so NOT me, but I told myself that I would be fine… as long as that mask stayed on.

I would lie if I said that I wasn't scared. I was terrified, but I had a way to calm myself down. My confidence relied on my knowledge. I knew everything I could find about Hart Global Corporation, and I knew everything I could about Alexander Hart. Wha