Andra-Cristiana Stan

My father is in an advanced state of leukemia and I've been taking care of him for the last four years. I dropped my entire CEO career, sold my company, and isolated myself with him to be there for him and his needs. I can't lose my dad.... 

However, all the money I had, which weren't pennies, are reaching red line, and my dad needs his treatment and surgery which cost a lot, and I have no other ways of paying but taking a job after four years of complete retirement from the working field on all sides.

At 34, a curvy, former brilliant CEO in the public eyes and a rare and important person in the shadows under the name of Saint, I, Lacey Holtrey, need to get my ass back to work to save my dad. 

My best friend, Brenda, secures for me a job interview at one of the most reputable movie companies having as head a young billionaire and big mafia boss, Hunter Markle, with the looks of an Adonis and the built of a Greek God. 

Upon my interview there for the job position as the assistant/secretary of CEO Hunter Markle, things play another way, and from a normal job position, he requires a 24h assistant job from me right before I want to walk away from his office. The damn money I need for my dad take the best of my pride of not working under a younger than me and with not that innocent looks at me boss, so I accept it. But soon enough, my entire past from the shadows comes back like a hurricane....

“I’ve changed my mind, Miss Holtrey. The more I get to know you, the more value I find. Hence, the new salary. Plus, you will take a lot of work as I’m a busy man and lead an empire. You’ll see that the amount of work and time I will get from you, will equal the 100k.” It’s a Devil’s pact I’m signing here. And his name is Hunter. Suitable for the real him. He does air a hunter. Lacey? Dad…. You can protect yourself from harm. 



Billionaire's Baby Snake

The moment I open the door to walk out, he slams it shut and turns me around with my back hitting the door. 


He’s trapping me on the door and we’re breathing against each other. My brain is buzzing, and my heart is on horror scenes. 


I’m balling my hands again and he’s breathing against my left cheek with a hot breath. 


I said I was doomed when I signed the fucking contract…. 


He’s with his hands on the door and he’s emanating such heat that I’m like one inch distance from a burning flame. 


“Back off.” I have a straight, dry voice. 


I’m done playing something that I haven’t even wanted to play in the first place. No, I’m not touching him. 


He’s brushing his lips on my left cheek up to my ear in a sensual manner, burning my skin with his breath. And his fucking scent is intoxicating me again. 


Chapter 28 - I Could F*cking Die Right Now...