The CEO's Obsession
Trust a man to think that was all that mattered.
“Not the point. You’re my boss, and I won’t have all my hard work being questioned. I have to leave.”
This time, Damian pushed himself off the counter and slowly walked to stand right in front of her. She didn’t back away, but she should have. This close, she could smell his expensive cologne. It wasn’t the first time, but for some reason, today, it sent her body into a tailspin.
“You’re the best Executive Assistant I’ve ever had, and we have crucial meetings lined up for the next few weeks. No, Miss Avery. You’re not quitting on me.”