eels. Leonardo D'Angelo was backing her, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling wi

s sleek and authoritative, and Paige did as she was told, sit

for over nine months now. She was efficient, smart,

customers aren't requesting for our wine as per usual. Orders are declining. We need to push back and find more customers." He paused, watching her sitting quietly with

g away on the keyboard. After a while, she stood up gathering her iPad and n

oing?" There was no mistaking

pointed at the door and said, "To my office, i have

your office, I would have simply sent you the list there. That i didn't send it th

ack in the seat working. Her face had taken on this loured look and s

s. Perhaps he shouldn't have shouted at her like that, but he

know that the branch which had been assigned to him to head and had the job of handling the sales

started three weeks ago. Before then he had been doing so well he had wanted to use his sales returns to redeem his

d the same pattern, almost as if someone sabotaging him. He knew the comp

ing. Leo had thought to use the sales return to show his father he was d

n't prove himself, he might never

ty and his father refused to hand him over the company just like he had been promised. His father had looked him in the eyes and said he wouldn't let him have the company because of how irrespo

friend. He had taken to alcohol, women, and brought more scandal that their family ever got. If he was to

t on the inside, he was just a man whose love and trust had

n eye-opener. He had begun to build his life again a

l all he had was just his one-night stands, which

assistant. She was bent over his computer,

of her chair and turned. "Nine hotels in Malibu, Bro

fen. Leo's brows furrowed, and he stared down at her. Her blond head was slightly turned away from him and her fingers were re

i want you to cover this region," he circled the spot. "See

lding herself stiff. When his eyes located the blush on her cheeks, she abruptly stood up, scrapping her chair backward and wiping

want to keep sending for her did she not unde

o so because she was a petite woman. Even in her six inches high heels he still

and baby blue eyes. Leo frowned. He could remember in her resume it said she was twenty-six, but she ended up looking

ason you are so eager to return to your

face was stern and devoid of any expression. And

had almost turned her head and kissed him full on the lips. She had worked with him