Chapter 1

Chapter One

Carter

Carter

M y email buzzes with the information about my new assistant. I needed and acquired one completely on a whim, a drunken, gambling whim from my enemy. What was I thinking? Oh, of course, it was that I hated him and that I was going to steal his assistant. Now, she’s about to head up and I’m not sure I want the headache that will come with a new assistant. The retraining, the possibility that she’ll be bad or flirt with me, or worse, think she could tell me what to do.

Another concern is she’ll spy for that asshole Granger. My HR manager already had her sign a NDA, protecting me from that prick just in case he attempted to coax information from her.

I read through the information and it’s straight up. A degree in Business Administration from Northern Illinois and two full years working for Jackman, Mendel, and Granger as an admin. Although since I won her on a bet, this paperwork is for show and just a formality since I hired her, anyway.

I had to punch Granger in the face. He didn't tell me that she was gonna be freaking gorgeous. She entered the lobby, standing there not more than five foot six, with curly deep red hair, a svelte figure with ample curves in just the right spots. Beautiful, full breasts that were hugged by the black top she was wearing.

No wonder the bastard offered her to me. I wasn't lucky at all. I was thoroughly fucked and if I wasn’t careful, she would be too. Although she was still a great distance away from my office door, I could see her through the clear glass walls. Thankfully, my door was still made of the sturdiest wood and could give me an ounce of privacy as I adjusted my cock that was starting to make my pants uncomfortable. As a knock came to the door, I finally realized that the sexy new assistant wasn’t alone. I’d been so captivated, I hadn’t noticed the head of HR with her.

The second she steps into my office, my body hardens from head to toe, particularly at the center. My enormous cock grew even larger and more painful seconds after she faced me. “Mr. Carter Sullivan, I’d like you to meet the assistant from Mr. Granger’s office, Ms. Isla Bryne,” Candice says.

“Hello, Ms. Bryne. Your desk is over there. I’m sure you’re aware of the latest software and Candice will give you a rundown of what’s expected. I have a meeting to attend. Please excuse me.” I quickly vacated the area, grabbing my keys and phone. Stepping around my desk, I pass both ladies and press the button for the elevator.

Why did I take his bet in the first place? Never playing poker with that asshole again. I needed a new assistant, but now I know why he sent her to work for me. She’s a bloody damn distraction. A young fucking distraction. She can’t be more than twenty-five to my thirty-five and I made the mistake. I won’t call the prick and tell him what I think because the guy already knows how much I hate him. My friendship is definitely over with the host of the game. He invited that asshole to begin with.

When he tossed in a new assistant, I thought I was getting a stellar deal, and fuck, she’s supposed to be his best one, but I didn’t expect sex on a stick. I expected someone who would wear a boxy suit, hair, and makeup so plain, and too busy to get the job done, but in walks the hottest thing to see the damn light of day.

I stay away from my office, driving out to Lombard for a meeting, hoping to get some breathing room, but of course that won’t last because she’ll be there until I have a reason to fire her and send her back to Granger. I’m starting to think my luck finally backfired on me.