
Seduced By My Billionaire Boss
Viczees · Ongoing · 136.5k Words
Introduction
VINO Matthew Thompson is the second child in the Thompson family. He is the CEO of Thompson's Art Centre. He vowed never to mix business with pleasure, especially not with his employees, but when he employed Skylar William, he didn't know the rule would no longer matter as he thrived to make her heart beat again.
Chapter 1
Skylar Evans needs a job; seriously, her landlord has just told her that the rent for her two-room apartment will be increased by next month, and she's not ready to sell her red Toyota Corolla, given to her by her ex-boyfriend Leon.
Driving through town, she saw an advertisement seeking an artist urgently. She decided to stop and make inquiries. She opened the door to Thompson's Art Centre, the biggest in the country.
The receptionist was a lady in her mid-twenties, maybe around twenty-four to twenty-six years old. She was putting on a black bodycon gown with a multicolour blazer. Since she was sitting down, Skylar couldn't ascertain her height, but she was slim.
"Good morning! How May I help you?" The receptionist smiles widely at Skylar, showing her perfectly groomed teeth.
"Good morning," Skylar greeted back, smiling; her smile was contagious.
"Please, I would like to make an inquiry concerning the vacancy placed outside,” Skylar said, pointing to the notice board placed directly in front of the building.
"Oh, yes! It's still open; the interview will be held next week Tuesday, if you would like to apply."
"Thank you very much; I think I will apply for the post," Skylar said excitedly as she turned to walk back to her car.
"Excuse me," the receptionist's voice stops her on her track, and she turns back to meet her with a smile on her face.
" The vacancy is strictly for artists." The receptionist smiled questionably at her.
“Oh!” Skylar smiles knowingly as soon as she understands what the receptionist means.
That was not the first time Skylar has been mistaken for not being an artist. Even after having won many medals due to her numerous paintings, upon merely looking at her, people take her for a college girl. She is tall, slim, and light-skinned. Even at twenty-five, people still mistake her for eighteen. She smiled at the receptionist and turned to walk out.
As she drove home, she couldn't help wondering if she would ever be up to the standard where everyone would appreciate her for who she is, not for what she has.
THE INTERVIEW
Thompson's Art Centre was filled with artists, all with unique artwork to prove that they were artists. Some of them Skylar could remember due to their outstanding work, while others were upcoming artists.
Skylar was scared because she knew most of the people here were more qualified than her. She was number forty, which was the last number. Apparently, many people had applied before she could see the advertisement.
Many people had gone in before her, and they all came out with the same facial expressions. Skylar guessed the big boss was picky when it came to his artists. The next number thirty-nine was called, and that's when Skylar became very scared.
She really needs this job; she doesn't know what else to do. The design sites where she sells her paintings have gone bankrupt, which is why she must get this job.
"Miss Evans, you can go in now." The receptionist called to her; seeing no response from her, the receptionist moved closer and tapped her lightly on the shoulder as she smiled at her “You can go in now”.
Skylar smiles appreciatively at the receptionist as she stands up. Gathering her bag and files, she walks up to the CEO's office and knocks as she braces herself for what comes next.
Hearing a faint 'Come in', she pushes open the door and stops short, her heart pounding heavily in her chest as she regards the handsome young man in front of her.
She thought CEOs were supposed to be older and plump with a pot belly, but the man in front of her was young with dark short curly hairs that were trim and parted in the middle, and his brown eyes paired deeply past her body into her soul as she shivered nervously in his presence.
Skylar stood in front of him as everything she had practiced went out of the window. “Have your seat, Miss or Mrs. _____.” Vino sat back down and regarded the beauty in front of him.
He has not been one to get attracted to women; rather, they do to him, but ever since she walked in, she has left him in turmoil as he struggled to concentrate on what she was saying when he saw her lips moving.
“Pardon, what were you saying?” Vino forced himself to focus as he schooled his expression back to neutral.
“It's okay, I was saying that I'm Skylar Evans (Miss) and I would like to apply for the position of an art assistant in your company.” Skylar blabbers on nervously; she wanted to be done with this fast, as she didn't trust herself in his presence.
“Oh! You are the last applicant, right?” Vino asked her as his brows twitched in a frown. For a second, he thought she was just a client. Too bad he has been thinking of asking her out after their business deal, but now that she will be his employee, he can't do that anymore.
“Yes, sir,” Skylar answers as she bends to retract her portfolio, which was lying in her bag. Vino gulps nervously, as her bending down has caused her camisole to go down an inch, exposing her cleavage for him to see.
“Is she seducing me? No, she can't; she doesn't know me; why will she?” Vino thought to himself as he struggled to control his breathing, which escalated on seeing her cleavage.
“Here is my portfolio, sir; if you could just take a look, you will find that I'm worthy to work in your company.” Skylar sat back down, smoothing her dress. She thrust the portfolio at Vino, who was unhappily frowning; the cleavage was no longer exposed to him.
“There will be no need for that; you are hired. Stop by the receptionist; she will let you know what to do,” Vino said as he began to gather files from his table into his back. Any minute more with Miss Danger here could cost him his long years of principles and reputation.
“Really! Thank you, sir,” Skylar smiles happily, her lips curled up, exposing the dimple on her cheek. Vino sat fixated on her face, staring at the small mole that had caught his attention.
“Sir, is there anything on my face?” Skylar said as her hands raised involuntarily to cover her face.
“No, nothing and please drop the sir; my name is Vino.”
Vino rushed to correct himself, and immediately he saw the way she looked at him disgusted. “No, I don't mean that way; everyone around here calls me Vino; sir makes me look older,” Vino explained himself, and he smiled when he saw her face relax.
“That's okay by me; then you can call me Skylar since we are doing informal.” Skylar smiles at him. For a second, she thought he was hitting on her, not that she wouldn't want that.
“Skylar, it is then,” Vino said, pronouncing her name like his life depended on it. He watches her face; her mouth opens slightly as she sucks in breath. Vino's eyes darken in response as he smiles inwardly, glad to know that he is not the only one affected.
They both stares into each other's eyes as they communicated what they would love to do to each other with their eyes, Vino stood abruptly, breaking the sexual tension in the room as he grabs his bag and jacket from the stand. “See you on Monday, Skylar, Have a pleasant weekend.”
Skylar stood up smiling as she masked the hurt in her face from him dismissing her like trash. She walked slowly to the door and opened it without a second glance. She stepped out and ran to the comfort of her car.
She never knew she could ever be affected by any man, and she never believed in love at first sight, but seeing Vino and looking into his eyes, Skylar knows that he wanted her as much as she wanted him, but is she ready to risk it?
Leon had left her with a shattered heart, and she had not finished gathering up the pieces of her broken heart yet. Can she ever open her heart again to love?
With this thought in her mind, Skylar put on the ignition, pulled the car out of the parking lot, and drove to her apartment, which was not far from where she lived. Parking the car on her front porch, she let herself in with her keys, kicking off clothes she had scattered on the floor this morning in her rush to get to the office. She went into the bathroom to shower and change.
Skylar Evans is a half orphan; having lost her dad in a terrible accident when she was seven, her mom single-handedly raised her. Even though there were times she missed her dad, she always looked for a father figure in her boyfriend, which was one of the reasons why her relationship with Leon failed.
Skylar showered, ate, and sat down on her bed to read a chapter of her favourite novel, but she couldn't concentrate as all she could imagine was a brown-eyed man staring into her, making her feel things she would never have imagined that she could feel.
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