Faith POV Just another day of being groped and eye-fucked by my perverted boss. I was so used to his disgusting glares that they bothered me no more. But trust me, I always wanted to punch his pig's face and send him flying across the room.You'd wonder why I didn't quit right? That's because I was still hunting for a better job. I held a BBA degree but had no experience in the work field because almost every job vacancy wanted "5 years of experience". I mean why would they want 5 years of experience? As if we graduated high school in diapers. It was just so impossible. And they had to complicate things even further.After my graduation, I landed a job as a waitress at Mr John's restaurant. The pay was enough for me to get myself a small temporary apartment and cover the bills. So I had no choice but to let him ogle and grope me "accidentally" every time he was near me. It wasn't my fault that I had an hourglass body with a C-sized bra and a huge curvy ass. Blame it on genes. My moth

Hardin POVI left the office feeling hurt. Betrayed! Aren't the couples supposed to discuss everything before making a decision? I mean that's what couples do right? Especially a married couple like mine and Jared's. But no. He had to go ahead and tell Louis to invite whoever that girl is to the interview as our assistant. I was angry. Very angry. He knew damn well how I got around women. Any female creeped me out. But he didn't even consider it.I walked out towards my car but was stopped by Louis's voice."Mr. Calu?" he called running towards me before handing me his tablet.I took it with a raised brow and flicked it on. And what I saw nearly knocked my breath out of me. Very black eyes stared back at me. The high cheekbones and lush lips decorated the very serious face. She looked so beautiful to be true. A little too unreal."I'm not sure if Mr Scott has told you but I really suggest we should give Ms McChrystal a chance. I think she's what we need. Referring to the current crisis

Jared POVHOT AS FUCK, and bloody impressive.That's how I concluded Faith McChrystal to be. She was exactly what we needed. Now and forever. She was a very strong young woman who knew her thing. The way she looked us back in the eye and answered our questions without stuttering was priceless. And boy was she beautiful. The photo on her CV did her no good. She was gorgeous. With an hourglass silhouette that was covered by a very neat pair of black slags and huge tits in that thin layer of the blouse. She had no makeup at all. But her lashes were so long that I'd swing on them. Her nose was sharp, and pointy. Her lips! Good Lord, her lush lips! With a natural pink shade. Her brunette mane was tied up in a neat bun that was huge, telling that she had very long hair."Impressive!" Hardin's deep voice broke the silence. I chuckled and stood from my seat, then walked towards him and kissed his nose tip. I had no problem going PDA with an audience around. I loved Hardin so much that I wanted

Faith POVDo you want to know the definition of happiness? Happiness is waking up early, taking a hot bubbly bath, putting on your work clothes, and getting ready for your first day at work. I received an email two days later after my interview that I- Faith McChrystal, was a new executive assistant to two hot bosses in the world of C&S Clothing. So tell me if that isn't the perfect definition of happiness in all its forms.I walked through the large glass doors, towards an executive elevator. I was given strict rules. Very strict rules. But guess what? I was perfectly fine with them.People threw me questioning looks when I waited for the elevator door to open. I just stared blankly ahead. Was I nervous? Nope! Not me! The excitement was very much larger than the antsiness."Excuse me, ma'am? This is the private elevator. You can use the other one!" A Buffy guy in a black uniform said with a little smile as he walked to where I stood. At least he wasn't being a dick."Oh. Yes, sir I

Hardin POVI had just settled in my chair when my office phone rang. It was Louis."Sir, we have an emergency. One of our VIP clients is here to cancel our corporation. He said he can not work with the falling company and that..""Fuck! Where's Jared?" I cut him off and sprung out of my seat,"I've already called him and he's on his way to the office. He was in the meeting with the production team." He said quickly.I had no clue what we were supposed to do from here. We couldn't afford to lose one of the clients. And the VIP client to be exact. "Where's the client?" I asked massaging my very-sore neck."He's in the waiting room on the 22nd floor." He informed in a breathy tone."Okay send him up to the lounge!" I replied in a very defeated tone. We were fighting a very losing battle. We just lost our supplier and we haven't gotten any. Things were really not looking up. At all. We were failing miserably.I walked out of my office towards the lounge and found Faith already organizing.