Ava had been warned about Alexander Voss during her interview. “Brilliant. Demanding. Zero tolerance for mistakes,” the recruiter had said. She accepted the job anyway, personal assistant to the billionaire CEO of Voss Enterprises came with a salary that could change her life.
On her first day she quickly learned the warnings were understated.
Alexander was thirty-six, devastatingly handsome in a cold, sharp way, tall, broad-shouldered and gray eyes that seemed to see straight through people.
“Miss Bennett,” he said on her second morning, not even looking up from his laptop. “You will anticipate my needs. I expect total obedience. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Mr. Voss.”
“Good. Late nights are common. You’ll stay until I dismiss you.”
By the end of her first week, Ava understood the real dyn
