The Ruthless Billionaire CEO's Toy Girl

quiet corridor resonated with the burden of her first day. She tried to catch her breath, but the anxiety crept up her t

t hardly looked up to indicate the

cended, and her reflection scowled back at her. She saw her own worried face, dark eyes,

e was immaculate; the floor-to-ceiling windows gave a gr

ers. With his thin beard, sharp jawline, dark, almost black hair falling just perfectly, he looked ev

hough his gaze remained fixed on

phia's body trembled somewhat as she sat.

mewhat as if to suggest pleasure at her response. Ms. Bar

o respond differently,

hope your résumé suited the woman seated in front of me. In

ing caused the room to shrink. She nodded once more in

as judging her worth by evaluating her every behavior. But then his ext

scent of expensive leather and polished wood. Walking next to them, he stayed qui

ay his gaze scoured every corner of the room all shouted st

sat at the desk he indicated. The office seemed mo

lders pressed under his exactly tailored suit, the hem of his jacket nearly touching the ground. A

looking away from her. Overseeing high-profile accounts, you wil

llowed. I

ar about one thing, though. He came closer, the gap between them closing. I don't just operat

g of his comments. She knew what it was to work for someone

slight smile, "You'll find I'm not a patient

air. Though she doubted her abil

like the time James shoved a shar

ently, "Sign it." He sat back in his

ty, everything she had ever dreamed of: the statistics, the

a permanent position." A promise. Once you sig

orking for James Davidson meant giving up more than just her time, hence she knew what this meant. A

most pleadingly, as if he knew exactly what was runn

This was a trap, not just a job. But she could not escape it. Sh

rything might be yours. Man

weight of her decision pressing down on her. Waiti

ered i

war. Was it worth it? Would she sacrifice everyt

he held the pen in her

y settled into her Davidson Enterprises role when she started to face unanticipated difficulties. James had left her littl

ess, she glanced at the numbers one last time. James's hopes had not been hidden. From the momen

at her. His presence was a constant reminder of the pressure she was feeling, lingering over her like a s

er. Every keyboard looked like a mistake; every second drew her farther into the failure unknown. Ja

es's voice came over the phone line in a

said softly, her voice jus

in a monotonous voic

t report, she felt it, the error. She felt queasy. One of the figures she had underest

to leave. His steely gaze fastened on hers; for the first time, Sophia fel

ught searching for a rationale. I, I stam

t. He spoke coldly. Mistakes, though, I

nxiety in her chest was suffocating; her heart was still beating from the seconds before.

back in his chair, arms folded across his broad chest. He was, as usual, perfectly attired in

and dangerously. You already fail on your first

her throat. Certainly, Mr. Davidson.

You should have known better. Ms. Barrett, this is not a school project. This is a business

ht to stay calm. I will make

you will do more than that. You will demonstrate you

er inner insecurities. Though you could be good, I can't afford mistakes, he added, his voi

, she realized; should she ignore this, should she

shadow across her. Ms. Barrett, let us

could feel his gaze on the back of her neck. Could she pull this off?

to fail once again. Terrifying as it may be,