Welcome to Club Billionaire, where the rich and famous can work and play...
Josh Hall is lonely. So, when his friend and fellow billionaire Drew introduces him to Alana, the owner of a club exclusively for billionaires, he decides to pay for membership. Little does he know that this choice will change his life forever.
When her friend Alana suggests that Ruby Lock takes a job at Josh’s company, she can’t believe her luck. Josh has stolen business from her family, so it’s time for her to go undercover and write a hit piece on the man.
But as time goes on, she finds herself falling for him, and the lines between truth and lie become blurred.
When the elevator dinged open, her breath caught in her throat. There he was. The
devil. Damn, the devil was handsome. Who said he could look like that? Sure, she’d seen the
odd blurred photo of him, but he looked like a model, with black hair that crested in waves,
green eyes, and stubble littering his face. He looked like he hadn’t slept, though, for there
were slight purple marks underneath his eyes. She scoffed internally. Probably out partying
with random models. Don’t let a pretty face distract you, Ruby, you have a job to do.
She stepped out of the elevator and shook his hand so quickly, it gave her a spark of
satisfaction that she’d caught him off-guard. He quickly recovered, of course.
If she was honest, she was shocked he was greeting her himself. Don’t the high and
mighty have people to do that for them? Although, she supposed, that would be the job of his
PA. Her. If she got it.
“Please follow me, Miss Lock.” He turned on his heel and walked through the large
office floor—it was bright and airy. She glanced around, drinking in the details. Everyone
seemed … happy. Chatting and laughing with each other, typing away at their desks.
Appearances could be deceiving, though.
They reached his office, the only one with no glass doors, so no one could see in. He
opened the door for her and gestured to take a seat in front of the large oak desk. His office
was surprisingly simple, with a desk, chair, a small sofa and bookshelves. He liked to read?
Nah, it was probably all for show.
“Thank you,” she said, taking the seat and crossing her legs. She didn’t miss his
momentary glance at her. She had to stop her lips from smirking.
He pulled out her resumé. “So, you worked for Allan Group doing PA work?”
He obviously didn’t seem to care that she worked for a rival company. Mind you, he
didn’t realize that she wasn’t just an employee, but the boss’s daughter…
She nodded. “That’s right. I started with basic admin tasks and worked my way up.”
She didn’t miss the slight twitch of his jaw. She wouldn’t be made fun of. She
wouldn’t be laughed at.
“Of course, working your way up from an admin job to a PA position might not seem
like a huge leap for some people, but for us regular folk, I can assure you it is.”
He clasped his hands in front of him, all traces of mirth wiped from his face.
“My mom worked as a cleaner for most of my life, my dad as an office worker, and
that’s where they met. I cleaned the office for extra money and worked my way up to a
position there before all this…” he waved his hand. She watched as he bit the inside of his
cheek, like he’d made a mistake in revealing this.
Well, that was unexpected…
“I see,” was all she meant to say, but then couldn’t resist adding, “what a sweet story
… about how they met.”
He gave a curt nod. “Now if we can move away from my parents’ love story and back
to the matter at hand. What makes you think you’d be a good fit for the role?”
Okay, back to playing job interview.
She pushed a stray strand of hair from her face and sat up a little straighter. “Well, as
you can see from my resumé, I have experience in this type of work, and I enjoy it. And I’m a
hard worker.”
Oh God, she was out of practice. Way to go at selling yourself, Ruby.
To his credit, he didn’t snipe back at her, simply nodded, eyes glazed, looking bored.
“You’re hired.”
What?
She raised a brow. “That’s it? You’re not going to ask me any other questions? Other
past jobs? What was the most challenging day at my old job? My hobbies…”
He seemed exasperated. “I couldn’t care less about your hobbies. Miss Lock, do you
want the job or not?”
Hell yes, I want the job, she wanted to say, to scream from the rooftops. I want
everyone to know you for who you really are.
“Yes, I do.”
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