Page 39 of His Cruel Billionaire Scorecard

There was the other intern, Jane, bending over and reviewing a file with her.

“Yes, that goes here, and as for Linda, I don’t think it’s time—“

She stopped midway in her sentence, standing straight in surprise that their boss was coming into Olivia’s office.

“I need to talk to you, Olivia,” he began, and Jane hurriedly showed herself out while Olivia tensed up again.

He hated having this effect on her, making him feel like he was some dangerous, wild creature. Sure, he’d had his share of wild experiences, but at least he tried to be a gentleman, a changed man.

“Good afternoon Mr. Roman.”

“I think it’s too late for the ‘Mr.,’” he said, pulling a seat and crossing his legs.

“And will you please look me in the eye when I’m talking to you?”

“I’m sorry sir,” she said, sitting up, her back stiff.

Today she was wearing a black suit and pants, but it was a shame that her hair was swept up in a professional bun.

How he’d love to have a recap of the night they were together.

But that was not what I came here for, he reminded himself.

“We have a lot of things to discuss.”

“I mean, it means nothing to me if it means nothing to you, so I hope it does not change anything in our working relationship.” Her tone was guarded.

“Is that really how you feel?”

Olivia forced herself to meet his eyes and raised her chin, and tried to sound as confident as she could.

“Yes, that’s what I want,” but deep down, she felt this growing pain.

It hurt her heart not to profess her feelings.

It was just a fling; it’ll hurt to try to read more or expect more from it, she said to herself.

Yeah, right. Another voice at the back of her said.

“Okay then, if you’re sure about it, we have no problem. But I also came here for something else. To announce that I’m bumping you up a rank.”

He saw the look in her eyes and the lift of her brow.

“I’m bumping you up a rank, two ranks actually because you did such a great job. We got the deal and it’s looking promising because of your contribution.”

He saw the look in her eyes.

“Oh goodness no, I know how to separate emotions and sentimentalism from my profession. I mean it. You did a great job back there, so you deserve it. I wanted to tell you in the morning, but I found out you were gone, and you’ve been avoiding me.”

She sighed at his prodding look.

“Well, I just thought you would feel off about it.”

“I don’t. Since you say you don’t either, well I guess that’s settled then.”

“I guess it’s okay.”

“Then I’ll be seeing you tomorrow, have a great day off.”

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