His Very Personal Assistant
"I WOULD like to strangle that woman with one of her diamond necklaces!"
Kit looked up as her outer office door opened, inwardly wincing as it was thrown back with such force that it slammed against the wall. Inwardly, because outwardly she always remained the calm and efficient personal assistant that she was...
She raised enquiring brows as her boss, Marcus Maitland, strode purposefully across the room to his own office, receiving a narrow-eyed glare for her efforts, his handsome face harsh and grimly set.
"I don't want to be disturbed," he bit out gratingly as he wrenched open his own office door. "By anyone," he added forcefully, slamming that door behind him with equal force.
Kit breathed out slowly, turning to Lewis Grant, the lawyer for Maitland Enterprises, as he entered the room. "I take it the meeting with Angus Gerrard didn't go as planned?" she prompted softly.
"Not exactly." Lewis grimaced as he sat on the edge of her desk to look across at the blankness of the door so recently closed in both their faces. He was tall and blond and in his early thirties.
Marcus and Lewis had set out earlie ... read full excerpt from: His Very Personal Assistant ebook
