Seduced By My Billionaire Boss

Seduced By My Billionaire Boss

Viczees · Ongoing · 136.5k Words

1.2k
Hot
1.2k
Views
347
Added
Add to Shelf
Start Reading
Share:facebooktwitterpinterestwhatsappreddit

Introduction

Skylar William is an artist who has just graduated from school. She needs a job urgently. The only job vacancy available is with a billionaire boss. After falling in love only once and having her heart shattered, she vowed never to fall in love again. But when she was face-to-face with the billionaire boss, only then did her shattered heart beat again.

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.

Last Chapters

You Might Like 😍

He Never Loved Me, Until I Left

He Never Loved Me, Until I Left

35.5k Views · Completed · Joy Brown
In order to rush to comfort his assistant whose apartment was leaking, Richard signed his name hastily without even glancing at the documents on the table.
I put away the divorce agreement with a wry smile.
When he and my son completely disappeared, he finally panicked.
Three months later .
He knelt down on the streets of Chicago in despair, begging me to remarry him.
My six-year-old son looked coldly at his biological father and said, "Get lost, you bad uncle! You don't deserve to be my dad!"
I Loved You in Silence, You Betrayed Me in French

I Loved You in Silence, You Betrayed Me in French

34k Views · Completed · Joy Brown
I swear, I hate my husband.

At my birthday party, my husband whispered to his mistress in French that he missed her. His voice was low, but I heard it all—the black lingerie, the bit about how pregnancy makes you more sensitive. His French clients around us were laughing. He turned and put his arm around me, claiming he was just helping his clients come up with sweet nothings.

He doesn't know I understand every single word. Just like he doesn't know that inside my body, I'm carrying his other surprise. And his mistress—she's pregnant too. Two wombs, one secret.

Confrontation would be too cheap. Tears are worthless. I quietly started cataloging the hidden networks my father left behind, activating the Swiss accounts.

In seven days, Zoey Smith will cease to exist. And what will my husband's reaction be?
Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate

Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate

1.1m Views · Ongoing · Becky j
"Mate is here!"
What? No—wait… oh Moon Goddess, no.
Please tell me you're joking, Lex.
But she's not. I can feel her excitement bubbling under my skin, while all I feel is dread.
We turn the corner, and the scent hits me like a punch to the chest—cinnamon and something impossibly warm. My eyes scan the room until they land on him. Tall. Commanding. Beautiful.
And then, just as quickly… he sees me.
His expression twists.
"Fuck no."
He turns—and runs.
My mate sees me and runs.
Bonnie has spent her entire life being broken down and abused by the people closest to her including her very own twin sister. Alongside her best friend Lilly who also lives a life of hell, they plan to run away while attending the biggest ball of the year while it's being hosted by another pack, only things don't quite go to plan leaving both girls feeling lost and unsure about their futures.
Alpha Nicholas is 28, mateless, and has no plans to change that. It's his turn to host the annual Blue Moon Ball this year and the last thing he expects is to find his mate. What he expects even less is for his mate to be 10 years younger than him and how his body reacts to her. While he tries to refuse to acknowledge that he has met his mate his world is turned upside down after guards catch two she-wolves running through his lands.
Once they are brought to him he finds himself once again facing his mate and discovers that she's hiding secrets that will make him want to kill more than one person.
Can he overcome his feelings towards having a mate and one that is so much younger than him? Will his mate want him after already feeling the sting of his unofficial rejection? Can they both work on letting go of the past and moving forward together or will fate have different plans and keep them apart?
Shattered Girl

Shattered Girl

863k Views · Completed · Brandi Rae
Jake's fingers danced across my nipples, squeezing gently and making me groan in pleasure. He lifted my shirt and stared at my hardened nipples through my bra. I tensed, and Jake sat up and moved back on the bed, giving me some space.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. Was that too much?” I could see the worry in his eyes as I took a deep breath.

“I just didn’t want you to see all my scars,” I whispered, feeling ashamed of my marked body.


Emmy Nichols is used to surviving. She survived her abusive father for years until he beat her so severely, she ended up in the hospital, and her father was finally arrested. Now, Emmy is thrown into a life she never expected. Now she has a mother

who doesn't want her, a politically motivated stepfather with ties to the Irish mob, four older stepbrothers, and their best friend who swear to love and protect her. Then, one night, everything shatters, and Emmy feels her only option is to run.

When her stepbrothers and their best friend finally find her, will they pick up the pieces and convince Emmy that they will keep her safe and their love will hold them together?
After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms

After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms

1.3m Views · Ongoing · Louisa
[Dear readers, if you loved this book, be sure to read my new recommended read: Cheating Husband, Vengeful Me.]
From first crush to wedding vows, George Capulet and I had been inseparable. But in our seventh year of marriage, he began an affair with his secretary.

On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...

Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.

George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.

His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"

Only then did panic flood his eyes as he begged me to stay.

When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.

"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"

George seethed through gritted teeth: "Put her on the phone!"

"I'm afraid that's impossible."

Julian dropped a gentle kiss on my sleeping form nestled against him. "She's exhausted. She just fell asleep."
Goddess Of The Underworld

Goddess Of The Underworld

697.8k Views · Completed · Sheridan Hartin
Left at a pack border with a name and a stubborn heartbeat, Envy grows into the sharpest kind of survivor, an orphaned warrior who knows how to hold a line and keep moving. Love isn’t in the plan…until four alpha wolves with playboy reputations and inconveniently soft hands decide the girl who won’t bow is the only queen they’ll ever take. Their mate. The one they have waited for. Xavier, Haiden, Levi, and Noah are gorgeous, lethal, and anything but perfect and Envy isn’t either. She’s changing. First into hell hound, Layah at her heels and fire in her veins. Then into what the realm has been waiting for, a Goddess of the Underworld, dragging her mates down to hell with her.

When the veil between the Divine, the Living, and the Dead begins to crack, Envy is thrust beneath with a job she can’t drop: keep the worlds from bleeding together, shepherd the lost, and make ordinary into armour, breakfasts, bedtime, battle plans. Peace lasts exactly one lullaby. This is the story of an orphan pup who became a goddess by choosing her family; of four imperfect alphas learning how to be better. Steamy, fierce, and full of heart, Goddess of the Underworld is a reverse harem, found-family paranormal romance where love writes the rules and keeps three realms from falling apart.
The Prison Project

The Prison Project

1.1m Views · Ongoing · Bethany Donaghy
The government's newest experiment in criminal rehabilitation - sending thousands of young women to live alongside some of the most dangerous men held behind bars...

Can love tame the untouchable? Or will it only fuel the fire and cause chaos amongst the inmates?

Fresh out of high school and suffocating in her dead-end hometown, Margot longs for her escape. Her reckless best friend, Cara, thinks she's found the perfect way out for them both - The Prisoner Project - a controversial program offering a life-changing sum of money in exchange for time spent with maximum-security inmates.

Without hesitation, Cara rushes to sign them up.

Their reward? A one-way ticket into the depths of a prison ruled by gang leaders, mob bosses, and men the guards wouldn't even dare to cross...

At the centre of it all, meets Coban Santorelli - a man colder than ice, darker than midnight, and as deadly as the fire that fuels his inner rage. He knows that the project may very well be his only ticket to freedom - his only ticket to revenge on the one who managed to lock him up and so he must prove that he can learn to love…

Will Margot be the lucky one chosen to help reform him?

Will Coban be capable of bringing something to the table other than just sex?

What starts off as denial may very well grow in to obsession which could then fester in to becoming true love…

A temperamental romance novel.
The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

1.9m Views · Ongoing · Jaylee
Soft hot lips find the shell of my ear and he whispers, "You think I don't want you?" He pushes his hips forward, grinding into the back of my ass and I groan. "Really?" He chuckles.

"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."

I fall forward onto the bed then turn around to stare at him. The dark tattoos of Domonic's chiseled shoulders, quiver and and expand with the heave of his chest. His deep dimpled smile is full of arrogance as he reaches behind himself to lock the door.

Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.

"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."


New to the world of shifters, Draven is human on the run. A beautiful girl who no one could protect. Domonic is the cold Alpha of the Red Wolf Pack. A brotherhood of twelve wolves that live by twelve rules. Rules which they vowed could NEVER be broken.

Especially - Rule Number One - No Mates

When Draven meets Domonic, he knows that she is his mate, but Draven has no idea what a mate is, only that she has fallen in love with a shifter. An Alpha that will break her heart to make her leave. Promising herself, she will never forgive him, she disappears.

But she doesn’t know about the child she’s carrying or that the moment she left, Domonic decided rules were made to be broken - and now will he ever find her again? Will she forgive him?
Alpha Twins' Mate's broken Human

Alpha Twins' Mate's broken Human

165.5k Views · Ongoing · dragonsbain22
Chiara was raised in the orphanage of the Silver Aspen pack. Not an overly large Pack, but a strong Pack. As a human, she takes the brunt of the pack's bullying, especially the "Ranked Squad" as she calls them. When she turns 18 earlier than she thought, and gets a wolf, will she be able to accept what she is after all the abuse? Accept her wolf? And accept the Twins as her mates? Or will she retreat into herself and leave the Twins struggling to reach her to make things right? Read along to find out.
Rise of the Banished She-Wolf

Rise of the Banished She-Wolf

333.4k Views · Completed · Lily
"White wolf! Kill that monster!"
That roar stole my eighteenth birthday and shattered my world. My first shift should have been glory—blood turned blessing into shame. By dawn they'd branded me "cursed": cast out by my pack, abandoned by family, stripped of my nature. My father didn't defend me—he sent me to a forsaken island where wolfless outcasts were forged into weapons, forced to kill each other until only one could leave.
On that island I learned the darkest edges of humanity and how to bury terror in bone. Countless times I wanted to surrender—dive into the waves and never surface—but the accusing faces that haunted my dreams pushed me back toward something colder than survival: revenge. I escaped, and for three years I hid among humans, collecting secrets, learning to move like a shadow, sharpening patience into precision—becoming a blade.
Then, under a full moon, I touched a bleeding stranger—and my wolf returned with a violence that made me whole. Who was he? Why could he wake what I'd thought dead?
One thing I know: now is the time.
I have waited three years for this. I will make everyone who destroyed me pay—and take back everything that was stolen from me.
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

510.7k Views · Completed · Jessica C. Dolan
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.
Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?
Wrong.
One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.
So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.
Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.
Enter him.
Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.
It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.
But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.
And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.
Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.
And now, he’s not letting me go.
The Forbidden Throb

The Forbidden Throb

162.1k Views · Completed · Riley
They say your life can change in a heartbeat.
Mine changed in the time it took to open a door.
Behind it: my fiancé Nicholas with another woman.
Three months until our wedding. Three seconds to watch it all burn.
I should have run. Should have screamed. Should have done anything except stand there like a fool.
Instead, I heard the devil himself whisper in my ear:
"If you're willing, I could marry you."
Daniel. The brother I was warned about. The one who made Nicholas look like a choir boy.
He leaned against the wall, watching my world implode.
My pulse thundered. "What?"
"You heard me." His eyes burned into mine. "Marry me, Emma."
But as I stared into those magnetic eyes, I realized something terrifying:
I wanted to say yes to him.
Game on.