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Ara Costas has it all—riches, power, and the kind of beauty that
attracts all the right people. He’s flying high and loves his life,
until a serious car accident leaves him horribly scarred. Ara becomes an
angry recluse, hiding away in his Chicago high-rise apartment, running
his multimillion-dollar business from behind a computer screen.
Ilias Adams is a quiet farm boy who keeps his nose buried in books. A
great education and stellar resume land him a job as Ara’s assistant
and liaison to the board of directors. Little did he know when he signed
up for this dream job that he’d end up working for the world’s
moodiest, most uptight boss.
Ilias is scared of Ara at times, but he recognizes the challenge he
faces when he meets Ara and sees the reason for the man’s anger. Ara is
guarded and suspicious, since he can’t believe anyone can bear to look
at him. Despite all this, Ilias is determined to turn the beast into a
beauty again, at least on the inside, and tear down the walls Ara has so
carefully constructed around him.
Excerpt:
“Mr. Adams, you are my employee, not my friend. Our relationship will never grow
beyond that, and if you’re not careful, it could cease to exist
entirely.” The anger in his voice grew more and more present with every
word he spoke. “I do not wish to sit with you. I do not wish to share fond stories with you. I do not wish to be your friend. Am I understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Now, if you wish to remain employed here, you will do exactly as I ask. No more. No less.”
“I understand, sir. I apologize for overstepping.”
Ilias kept his face blank, not letting Mr. Costas see that he’d
hurt his feelings, and stood up. He moved back to the table and sat
down, but his appetite was gone. Sighing quietly, he woke up his tablet
again.
Stick to your book friends, Ilias. You should have known better.
Day one—nowhere near close
to being over and so far, an epic fail. At this rate, Ilias wouldn’t
last a week, and he needed this job. Needed it almost as badly as he
needed air, but would he allow himself to continue to be humiliated?
They say everyone has a price, but would Costas keep paying it to have
the privilege of abusing someone the way he did?
“Shall we get started?” Costas asked.
The sudden sound of his
voice made Ilias gasp back the sip of coffee he had in his mouth. He
nearly choked and briefly wondered if Costas would save him or let him
drown in java.
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