Taming The Wild CEO novel Chapter 4

Javier Summers settled at his desk and logged into his computer. At first, he checked his email and made sure that he had not missed any important news before opening the files Ella had given him.

He was halfway through reading the document when an odd question came to mind.

Would she come with her beau?

She had never talked about her private life and he could not deny that he was beginning to feel curious. Most women would open up with him but never Ella. But again, most women would fall into his charm except her. It was a rather frustrating thing, really. It had made him wonder occasionally whether he had started to lose his touch or that she was simply interested in the same sex.

One thing for sure, Ella was a buttoned-up, uptight girl and she would never lose her head over anything. Even his impeccable charm on the ladies. This had made her the perfect assistant both in his line of work, where artists or actresses were all too temperamental and Ella could ground and reason with them. And also, in his company's retaining rates. God knew he had to fire at least a dozen women who had been his secretary and all because they had fallen for him. The last one was even crazier for she had thrown herself naked at him during office hours! It had been quite embarrassing and such a nuisance to sort out. How would he explain that incident to the HR department? Javier shook his head exasperatedly.

Then once again, his mind went back to his secretary, Ella Stanford. Even if he would not admit it to anyone, he had started thinking about her. Even when he had been with other women. And sometimes when his mind dared to breach the other territory, he even wondered what she might be like in bed. He knew he had to stop thinking this way about her. He was not, he could not mess with the best secretary he had ever had.

The telephone beside his arm rang and his mind was back in his office as he picked up the receiver.

“London Star is waiting for you on Line One,” said Ella plainly.

“Thank you, Stanford. I will take it from here.” He hit the button to take the call. Unlike his mysterious secretary that was Ella Stanford, there was nothing hidden when it came to London Star. She was never one to be embarrassed by showing off her figure in public or having men drooling over her. And in all honesty, Javier was fine with it. She was fun to be around.

“Hey, London,” he greeted warmly, still remembering her exquisite figure from their impromptu sex this afternoon.

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After he was done with his call, he called Ella into his office and gave her back the files along with clear instructions clipped onto the document. As she moved about his office, he had his eyes glued to her. She was wearing a blouse with a skirt that ended modestly, just above her knees. She had always dressed appropriately. And it seemed that only now did he notice how beautiful her legs were and the way her hips swayed as she walked. It was both distracting and tempting.

Javier stifled these wayward thoughts and fixed his gaze on her face. She was pretty, not stunningly beautiful like all the women he had been with but it could be because she had barely worn any makeup. And if only she could switch those thick glasses of hers with soft lenses. Then her hair was pulled back and pinned into a chignon too tight for her own good. Suddenly Javier had the urge to remove those pins and feel her soft dark hair with his hands.

As his gaze finally arrived in her eyes, all he saw was a bright intelligence looking at him expectantly, nothing but business on her mind. Her indifference towards him was so apparent that it was almost insulting.

“Are you going to bring someone?” he finally asked, deciding that he should get on with it instead of being all curious and being left in the dark.

Her brows lifted, eyes widened in confusion. “Pardon?”

“To the party. Will you be bringing anyone?”

She was quiet for a few seconds before she answered, “Yes, a friend.”

His eyebrow arched teasingly. “A guy?”

“Yes,” her eyes twitched. “Is that a problem for you?” challenged him albeit her tone was still appropriately within the politeness meter.