Ariana Adams sat in the office of the number one most wanted man on the Top Fortune 100, Carter Anderson. He was known for being the top CEO in the whole country and for being a huge contributor to feeding the homeless in Milan. He owned a restaurant out there that catered to them. Twice a year, he would fly out to the restaurant to help them and check-up on how it was running. Everyone wanted to be beside him or beneath him. He was gorgeous with his messy auburn hair and forest green eyes. His charming smile made him hard to decline, and the way he carried himself professionally made most women fall at his feet. Some men too. She was lucky to have been accepted to work for his publishing house, Anderson Publishing Co. Lucky to have passed the many hoops needed to make sure she was qualified for the position.
Her heart was leaping in her chest and her throat felt tight, as she waited to be given instruction. She just wanted to do this job correctly and to his liking. Her slender fingers wrapped around her pencil as she brought the end to her full lips, waiting.
She tapped her pink nails on the arm of the black leather chair. She smoothed out the skirt of her black business casual dress and crossed her ankles, showcasing a pair of red mary-jane kitten heels on her feet. Her dark brown hair was up in a neat bun with a metal hair stick. The end had a ceramic ball on it with painted red roses, and a couple metal strands dangled from it with little white flowers on the ends of them.
She hadn’t had a moment to meet him yet. All of her interviews had been with his late father’s assistant, Adalee, and not with Carter. She had yet to know what he was really like. If he was as stern and cold as they say in the media. If he was really that serious. She had heard he was boring, but a massive part of her didn’t believe that he was how the media loved to portray him.
She heard the door open from behind her and she sat up straight in her seat. She suddenly flung her hand, that was holding the pencil, down onto her lap and cursed under her breath as the lead jammed into her thigh.
Carter Anderson carried a thick aura around him, as he walked around her chair to sit in his own black leather one. The air was filled with this pressing atmosphere that made her bring her thighs closer together, as her whole body tingled. It was like there was electricity in the air, and she didn’t know what to do but to bite her bottom lip and try to not make the heat pooling between her thighs obvious. She slowly gazed up at him and noticed he had a concerned expression on his face. She awkwardly smiled at him and held her notebook in her lap, curling her fingers around the metal rings, as she pressed her thighs tighter together and let her bottom lip go from her teeth.
“I was going to introduce myself, but it seems like I should find out if you’re okay first.” Carter raised an eyebrow at her, and she stared into his soft forest green eyes. Her gaze wandered up to his auburn hair. The sides were shaved short; while, the top was pulled back in a small bun. Her gaze drifted down to his chiseled jawline and features. For a moment, she got lost on his gorgeous face until his words finally registered.
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