Page 277 of Savage Bosses

“Not that it's any of your business, but I'm no one's slut,” I say. “I never have been, nor will I ever be one. I'm here for a job and a job only. For future reference, I warn you not to belittle women you don't know.”

Her anger reminds me of my rage when I saw Chris with that woman. But all of that is in the past now. Thank God.

“Just so you know, he’s a man-whore,” she fumes before taking off down the hall.

Without even turning around, I know the other employees are staring at my back, but I dare not turn to face them. For my first day and impression of my boss, this scene is embarrassing to say the least.

The door suddenly opens, and I gasp. My eyes are glued to familiar blue ones.

“It's you,” he says. A sudden smile glints in Sterling's eyes and forms on his kissable lips. “What are you doing here?

“Oh my God! I—I didn't know that you worked here. I didn’t expect to see you again.” I press my lips together, feeling flustered as nervous energy travels from my head to my feet.

His eyes rake up and down my body as if he, too, is remembering that night of hot, sensuous lovemaking. The night he went inside me so deep, he made me forget every other man before him.

“You would have known who I am if you had called. Why didn’t you call me, Ayana.”

I cannot dare tell him I tore up his phone number and threw it in the trash. I glance down at my feet and back up into his sexy stare. “I’m sorry I didn’t call, but who was that woman?”

Sterling stares over my shoulder before quickly ushering me in and closing the door behind him. His large hands clasp my shoulders. I breathe in his intoxicating scent. My clit throbs as my panties become saturated. I never thought I would see this man again.

“She’s nobody. It's so good to see you again. I've regretted so many times that I didn't get your contact information. But fate has smiled on me.” He gives me a rakish grin. “How did you find me?” His arm encircles my waist.

My hands automatically plant themselves against his chest. I give him a slight push to put space between us.

“I'm here for the executive assistant position. I didn't know you were the CEO of NexGen West and my new boss.”This is surreal!

His eyes flare with heat as he stares into mine. His cologne gets more intoxicating by the minute. “No, we can't have that.” Sterling's voice is low and reserved as his hand slowly travels up my back.

My blood slowly boils with desire. My tongue becomes thick in my mouth. “Can't have what?”

Sterling's eyebrows raise at my questioning tone. He's so damn sexy that he makes my knees weak, but I must remain professional at all costs. There’s no way I can be with him again since he’s my boss.

“You can't work for me because I want to see you again. I want to date you.”

My mouth drops open at his bluntness. Although I want to throw caution to the wind and jump his bones, I can’t live off hot sex with a lusty tech CEO. “I can't date you because I need this job.”

“We can find you another job. I have friends who owe me favors.”

I gasp and remove myself from his grip. “I'm sure we can remain professional and keep our hands to ourselves. Aren’t you?”

I take in the man before me. He’s in a navy-blue suit, a starched white shirt, and a red tie. He looks like sin, but a sin that I won't commit. His fiery blue eyes track down my body and land on my cleavage. A tremble travels through me.

Sterling doesn't reply right away. Instead, he turns suddenly, strolls to his desk, and sits on his cushiony leather chair. “Have a seat, Ayana.” His brow creases as I make my way to take a seat in front of his large mahogany desk. “I assume you already signed all the paperwork in HR, am I correct?”

“Yes,” I nod.

“Well, you realize the company has a no fraternization policy.”

“Yes, sir.” I bite my bottom lip as it dawns on me where he's going with his questions.

“The rules stand for everyone, including me.”

“That makes sense,” I reply slowly, with a feeling of dread running through me.

“I want to make sure you understand that our relationship must remain above reproach. Besides that, I'm not an easy man to work for. Do you have what it takes to be my assistant?” His voice is curt, with a hint of steel that causes my hands to become clammy.

I cross my legs and straighten my back, meeting his gaze. “Yes, sir, I do.”

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