At The Boss's Pleasure - Sleeping With My Boss: At The Boss's Pleasure, #1

By MD Blossom

One mistake. That what it takes to change her life forever!

She is April Lawrence.

April worked for Zac Turner (The Billionaire Boss) for five years as his assistant.

She's efficient and trustworthy - the best assistant he's ever had. Without her, his life wouldn't run as smoothly as it does.

April's and Zac's attraction to each other gets the better of them and they cross the line of professionalism by sleeping together. It's become a long-term secret office affair for 2 years.

They can't seem to stop, but why do they have to?

Things are going smoothly between them - the perfect mix of professionalism and sex.

It starts to get complicated when April falls for Zac, knowing that he'll never commit the way she wants him to.

Admittedly, she was foolish for allowing herself to fall for him.

She feels it's time to pull away from Zac a bit, maybe end their sexual relationship.

But, it's too late.

She discovers a very permanent consequence of their secret affair.

She's having Zac's baby and the news sends their comfortable partnership spiraling into chaos.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MD Blossom
• Release date: Nov 15, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393356363

Book preview

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April

Present…

How did I let it come to this? One mistake and my life was about to change forever. Okay, it wasn’t one mistake, per se. I mean, I did it many, many times. I think once you do something you shouldn’t do more than three times, the excuse of it being a mistake becomes redundant. I don’t even want to call it a mistake because, if given the chance, I’d do it again. But my amazing deliberate mistake that I’d indulge in, again and again, is beside the point. What’s really important, is that my life was about to crumble to pieces.

I could almost hear the walls falling around me, and I’d worked so hard to put my life together. There was no one in my corner when I had started out - no friends, no family. Everything I’d achieved, everything I had - I’d worked my ass off to get, on my own. Pulling in a deep breath, I stepped off the elevator and braced myself to face the music.

I can do this. I can totally do this. I didn’t know what I was so afraid of. It was my life. I was free to make any decision I wanted, and I’d decided that I had to leave.

The closer I got to the office, the more the confidence that I’d gathered seeped away. By the time I reached the glass door, I was ready to put it in reverse and hightail it out of there. Oh, shit, maybe I can’t do this. Maybe I should do it with a phone call instead… or write a lengthy letter, explaining why I had to leave.

Stifling a groan, I reluctantly trudged into the office, passing the receptionist who was eyeing me with concern. That was Joan, a middle-aged woman with a laser-like maternal instinct. She frowned. She picked up on everything. I was barely holding it together, of course, she could see it. Worse, I had to face him, and he was definitely going to see it.

April, dear, are you alright? You look a little pale. Her brown eyes, brimming with concern, looked me up and down.

I’m fine, Joan. Just feeling a little under the weather today. Under the weather. Talk about the understatement of the century! Under the weather didn’t even begin to describe my condition. Don’t worry about me. I scurried away from her desk before she asked anything else. One more question and I’d be sure to crack.

I made my way to another set of doors that closed the private office off from the rest of the company. This was where I worked alongside the boss, helping to run his business, and sometimes his personal life, like a well-oiled machine. We worked great together. He treated me as an asset, as part of a team, and our work relationship had evolved into a comfortable and easy dynamic. That had all changed. Now, I was dreading the moment I’d have to face him.

He isn’t here, I breathed, spotting his empty chair behind the massive oak desk. He was usually early, arriving before everyone else in the office, and was many times the last to leave. Grateful for the few moments I’d have before he arrived, I settled at my desk, wondering if I should hold off on my plans. I could get away with things for what? Another month or two? No, definitely not two. My boss was very observant.

Oh, God, I’m losing my mind.

Alone at my desk, I couldn’t help spiraling into regret about being so careless. There was nothing I could do now but move forward and live with the consequences of my actions.