Four weeks and five days. That’s the current record of being Robert Hardy’s assistant. And now I’m the one trying to break it. Not easy with a billionaire as your boss. A demanding alpha. Always in control. Looking like a Greek God and smelling like pure passion. I’d lie if I say I don’t feel attracted to him - but then again, he’s way out of my league. He’d probably laugh if he knew I’m a virgin. Or maybe he already knows. And maybe that’s why he keeps closing the door as soon as I’m in his office. Why he accidentally touches my body. Why he whispers in my ear to obey all of his commands. Why he makes my heart beat like crazy. Does he have real feelings for me – or am I just another puzzle piece in his wicked game?