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Shattered Daddy: A Billionaire Suspense Romance by Charlize Starr (100)

Chapter Two

 

Oscar

 

I couldn’t get her out of my head. She was a mystery to me because I couldn’t quite figure her out. Did she want me or did she hate me? I had to drag myself out of the gym shower but I waited around to see if she’d come out. When she didn’t, I decided to give her the space she needed, to get ready and get to work.

Kayla, her first name, that’s all I knew about her. I also knew, of course, the way her thick plump lips turned when she tried to force a smile. Her big breasts, bouncing as she ran on the treadmill. Her butt was big, bigger than my hands if I ever had a chance to squeeze them. I wanted to feel her skin, that smooth bronze skin under my fingertips, feel the soft satin smooth flesh between her thighs, which I knew existed.

I knew her eyes too, even though she had repeatedly avoided looking at me. I knew her eyes, they were like dark bitter chocolate. Intense, peeling, boring into my soul. They commanded me to stay away, but I wanted to get close to her even more.

I was sitting at my new desk, a large oak table that I had ordered and custom built for the new office. The decorator had done a good job. Rich velvet bottle green curtains, matching upholstery and a plush carpet on the floor. I had my prized paintings shipped from London and they hung on the walls behind me now.

I was sitting with my fingers steepled, thinking about her still when the door cracked open and father walked in. The last person I’d expected to see.

“You really need to accept your retirement, father,” I said with a smile and he shook his head while shutting the door behind him.

“I know, but I just thought I’d come over to see you in your new office,” he replied and walked over to the center of the room. He looked around him, impressed.

“How are you feeling son?” he asked.

“Good. I haven’t started yet, so I don’t know. Jonathan is supposed to introduce me to the board members in a few hours. Before that, I need to be assigned a Personal Assistant,” I was thinking aloud, not really wanting to answer his question.

“Jonathan will do a good job. Your brother is as thrilled as I am to have you here. Together you will make a formidable team. Your mother’s dream of watching her two sons run the business together will come true.” Father had walked over behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders now.

I gulped, dismissing that feeling of dread that had been growing in me since I got the phone call from Jonathan three weeks ago. They wanted me to come home, to help Jonathan run the business, now that father was retiring.

“I wish I was given some more context than this, father. I know the company hasn’t been doing well.” I swiveled in my chair to face him. My father’s face clouded over, he never liked discussing business with me. But I was a part of it now, I wasn’t a little pampered boy anymore. I was going to be running the business for him.

“You’re a financial whiz son, I know you’ll be able to figure it out,” he said, waving his hand dismissively. He was referring to my degree in Financial Administration and the MBA I had just earned in London. In the real practical world, I had no actual experience. My parents had always been the kinds to expect only the best from their children. They believed, truly believed that I’d be able to get the company back on track, out of deep troubled waters, simply based on the years of academic work I’d put in.

“I’m not making any promises, father. Not till I’ve had a look at the records and the accounts,” I said, looking at him. I wished he’d expect less from me. I didn’t want to disappoint him. If Jonathan, who had started working at the company ten years ago, when he was only twenty-one, had not been able to figure out a solution for our crises, how could they expect me to do it? Twenty-six, fresh-faced and with absolutely no practical knowledge. My skills included licking off ten belly shots in one minute, seducing Brazilian supermodels, picking out perfect summer party destinations and smooth talking my way through academic presentations.

“You’ll get access to the records, Oscar, don’t you worry,” father said, nodding his head.

“I’ll need full disclosure,” I insisted.

“Of course. This is your company now, son. Both of yours,” he said, walking back around the table. I breathed out loudly and sat back in my chair. I could see the physical toll this had taken on father. He was a shell of the man he had been before. He had built the company from scratch, as a nineteen-year-old. Now in his sixties, he couldn’t bear to watch it crumbling down.

“So have you hired a PA for yourself?” he asked, interrupting my concerned thoughts for him.

“Jonathan said he picked somebody for me, someone from within the company who he thinks would be perfect for the job,” I said, just as there was a knock on the door.

I called out to whoever it was to come in and the door opened. And in walked Kayla, the mysterious woman from the gym that morning. I was so shocked to see her that I knocked over a pen stand as I stood up hastily.

“Kayla,” I blurted out and she looked just as surprised as I was. She hadn’t expected to see me there.

Father stood between us and he smiled at her and then me.

“Morning Kayla,” he said.

“Morning Sir,” she replied, tucking in the file she was carrying under her arm and then taking a few steps into the office.

I couldn’t help but just stand there and stare at her. I couldn’t decide if she looked even more sexy now compared to her post work-out glowing glory.

She was in a formal skirt-suit, gray and form fitting. I could see the way her butt moved in it when she walked. Her blouse was an electric blue, and it matched the blue shoes she was wearing. Her thick dark straight hair fell in a shiny curtain around her shoulders.

“Mr. Connell sent me here. Jonathan Connell. He’s assigned me to his brother as his Personal Assistant?” she said. Her tone had changed from surprised to confident. She was all business again. I couldn't believe this was happening. Kayla was the woman that Jonathan had picked as my PA? How was I supposed to get any work done?

“Let me introduce you then.” It was father who stepped in. “This is my youngest son, Jonathan’s brother, Oscar Connell. And Oscar, this is our prized possession, Kayla Edwards. She has been our receptionist and our biggest personal asset for several years now.” Father was beaming at us both and it was clear to see that he was fond of her, like a daughter he never had.

“I’ve already had the pleasure of meeting her. We bumped into each other at the gym this morning.” I walked around the desk and stretched my hand out to her. I was yearning to feel her soft hand in mine again.

“Good to see you again, Sir,” she said, emphasizing the last word, as she shook my hand. There was a twinkle in her eye, and she smiled confidently. She looked like she meant business and this was business. Her gaze was steady, she held mine this time with a mission, unlike this morning when she looked like she could kill me.

I wasn’t used to this kind of professionalism and it threw me a little.

“Well, I’ll leave you two to it then,” father interrupted. “Good luck with the board meeting, Oscar. I’ll see you home for dinner,” he added before leaving the room.

I remained standing in front of Kayla with my hands stuck into the pockets of my pants. I wasn’t sure what was supposed to be our next step.

“You’re the new boss?” She was the first one to speak, and there was humor in her eyes now. She was mocking me.

“In the flesh,” I said and held her gaze. I couldn’t help but drop my eyes to her lips, which were a pale brown, covered in lipstick. Her eyes had thick eyeliner on it, and she smelt great! Like freshly rained upon flowers.

Kayla smiled, then walked away from me towards my desk.

“Shall we get started then? I understand you have a meeting with the board at twelve?” she asked, opening up her file on the table. I turned to look at her, and now I could see her butt in full view as she leaned a little over the table. It stretched the fabric of her skirt and I could feel myself harden. No matter how many women I fucked, how many beautiful women I invited over to my place, a big beautiful butt like Kayla’s always pressed the right buttons. Over and over again.

“Mr. Connell?” She turned to me when I hadn’t answered her question.

“Call me Oscar,” I said, taking a few steps towards her, hoping against hope that she couldn’t see what was pressing against my pants.

“I can’t, Sir,” she said, her voice getting softer. She craned her neck back to look up at me and her eyes narrowed. She was slender and yet curvaceous, would be small and full in my hands. I was drawn to those differences. I wanted to feel her hair between my fingers. Her smell filled my lungs as I drew closer to her.

“Do I have to call you Ms. Edwards?” I asked, and I could see her eyelids droop. Did I make her shy? I knew this was wrong. My brother had assigned her to work for me. I couldn’t just fuck my PA. I could have any other girl. I had to leave this one alone.

But she looked so damn hot. I could see her cleavage in the plunging neckline of her blouse. Her lips looked rich and inviting. She had let her guards down, the ones she had up in the morning. Or was she just being friendly because she knew I was her boss now? We had only just met. What if she was married or in a relationship? Unavailable? What if I was reading the signals wrong?

I never read the signals wrong. Kayla Edwards wanted me too. As much as she denied it to herself.

“You can call me that. Or Kayla. It’s up to you. I have to call you Sir, though,” she said. She tried to hold my gaze strongly but there was no denying it. She was struggling with her attraction to me just as much as I was battling mine.

Our bodies were only a few inches apart now. This was madness.

“Shall we get down to business then?” she asked, and I smiled at her, as casually as I possibly could. No, business was not what was going through her head. She could pretend all she wanted, but she was thinking of something else.

“Depends on what kind of business you mean,” I said, and I watched as she looked away from me, her eyelids drooped. She knew exactly what I was talking about.

 

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