All Chapters of Seducing My Assistant: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Isabella’s POVNothing and I mean absolutely nothing could have prepared me for what my eyes were currently witnessing.I may speak for myself when I say this but no one would be prepared to see their boyfriend on his knees sucking a man off.On our anniversary.As soon as our eyes met, he froze.The look on his face could only be classified to that of deer in head light.“Isabella I can explain. It was a mistake,” he called out, hurriedly fasting his pants.“Oh really, I would really love to hear how you tripped over a feather and miraculously ended up with a dick in your mouth,” I said, laughing obnoxiously.The shock wore off to white hot fury. I stared at him and I could see him visibly shaking.His side piece rushed out of the room, trying to cover his face.I could only laugh at the ridiculousness of all this.My gaze landed on the shelf behind his desk.His awards.Perfectly placed and polished. The only major achievements of a man who apparently could not achieve basic decen

Isabella’s POV“This is fraud,” my aunt snapped as she pointed toward Mr Hastings and then toward me as though we had conspired in secret for years.“My father would never cut me out,” Daniel said as he planted both hands on the table and leaned forward. “He would not hand everything to a child when I have worked beside him my entire life.”“You worked for him,” I said evenly and I did not raise my voice because I did not need to.Daniel ignored me and looked at the lawyer. “I want documentation of his mental state when this was signed and I want witnesses and I want dates.”“You will receive copies of everything,” Mr Hastings replied without flinching. “Your father reviewed this will several times over the past two years and he was fully competent during each signing.”Voices overlapped again and I sat there listening to them speak about my grandfather as if he were a contract clause instead of a man who had just been buried a few hours ago.Finally Mr Hastings raised his hand and sp

Isabella’s POVElion adjusted faster than anyone I had ever hired and within three days he understood the rhythm of my schedule better than assistants who had worked under me for years.He did not hover and he did not ask for constant validation and he did not attempt to anticipate my moods to avoid them. He simply did his job with the highest efficiency.It's been four months of working with him and I would say we now work together like a well-oiled machine.He entered my office without knocking. I hated knocks, they broke my thought process. Something he was quick to pick up.“You have six meetings today that would waste your time,” he said as he placed a revised schedule on my desk.I looked down at it.“Why would you say that?” I asked, looking up waiting for his reply.I watched his long lashes flicker behind his round rimmed glasses. “Three are board members trying to weigh you out and two are business fishing for investments in non-profit organizations while one is Liam.”I g

Elion’s POVThe first thing I noticed was that someone was standing in front of my apartment.The second thing I noticed was that someone was Isabella Kingston.Leaning against my door.For a moment I just stood in the hallway staring at her, wondering if I had finally worked myself into some kind of sleep-deprived hallucination.She glanced up from her phone, completely relaxed, like she hadn’t just appeared outside her assistant’s apartment at nine in the evening.Then she smiled.“Hi, neighbor.”Neighbor?I blinked.“You don’t live here,” I said slowly.“I do now.”I looked at the door behind her.Then back at her.Then at the door again.“You… moved?”“Just next door,” she said casually, pointing at the apartment beside mine. “It’s a lovely building. Great location.”My mind took a moment to process the situation.My boss had apparently moved into the apartment next to mine.I stared at her.She looked entirely too pleased with herself.“You do realize that this has only given me

Isabella’s POV“Well,” I said flatly, “this is a disaster.”Across the living room, Elion didn’t look particularly surprised.He was sitting on the couch, reading something on his tablet like this entire situation was mildly inconvenient and not catastrophic. What will the board members say if they found out I went on a mouse chase to Vegas.“You did say Vegas was a good idea,” he said.I glared at him.“That was before I realized the meeting wasn’t real.”He lifted one shoulder.“And now we’re here.”“Yes,” I said, standing. “Now we’re here.”Vegas.The City of chaos and bad decisions.I stared out the hotel window at the neon lights blazing across the strip.Then a thought slowly crept into my head.“What is Vegas good for?” I muttered.Elion looked up.“I’m afraid to answer that.”“Clubs,” I said thoughtfully.He blinked.“Casinos.”He lowered the tablet.“No.”“And parties.”“No,” he repeated more firmly.I turned toward him with a bright smile. “I would love to go out tonight.”Hi