The Billionaire’s Personal Assistant

By Vanessa E Silver

This is an erotic romance short story - Word Count 4,886

Louise has committed the ultimate career sin; she has fallen in love with her billionaire playboy boss Dean York!

Realising her big mistake and finding it unbearable to be around Dean any longer without giving her true feelings away Louise attempts to escape from him.

However, she had not foreseen one big problem to her plan, that Dean has no intention of letting her walk out of his life. And he is determined to wickedly show her just how much they need each other!

• Language: English
• Publisher: LB Books
• Release date: Sep 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781516303854

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The Billionaire’s Personal Assistant

Vanessa E Silver

Published by LB Books, 2015.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Further Reading: Taken by the Alpha Billionaire

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Chapter 1

‘Dean, please you have to get up at once!’ I had no choice but to shake the naked man before me from his sleep. Remaining calm and holding back my blushes I touched his firm shoulder, as I got a good view of his bronzed, muscled, lean body. A part of me was grateful that his bed covers still remained just over his waist so I could not see everything! Whilst the other part of me was wicked and mischievous and itched to get a sneak peak of what lay underneath, and all I had to do was pull down the covers. Then I would know what all the fuss was about with the ladies who fought for his attention. I mean could he really be as big as I had heard one of the women he had taken to bed giggling through his room door just before I had come to give Dean a message? ’Calm down Louise, what are you even thinking, are you out of your mind!’ I scolded myself in my head in anger. ‘This is Dean York, your boss, the billionaire womaniser and occasional jerk, a fact that you’ll do well to remember, instead of indulging yourself in fantasies that will just get your knickers all wet!’ My stern words to myself seemed to do the trick as I felt myself becoming less flustered.

‘What the hell! Louise, why are you disturbing me so early in the morning, grumbling yet again? What does a guy have to do to