The Billionaire's Virgin Secretary #1: Secrets(3)

By: J. S. Starr



But that’s where it ended for Julie. She did not want to follow in her mother’s footsteps. She wanted a great life. She was only 20 years, and her life was really just beginning. She was focused on getting a great job, and meeting a wonderful man to fall in love with. She wanted to be treated like a queen, and have multiple children. She wanted vacations, dinners with dancing. Julie wanted it all, and she believed this job could be the start of her new life.

She raced into the building and approached the front desk tentatively. She tried to smooth out her clothes as much as possible. But it was an impossible task; she was soaked to the bone and dripping all over the floor. The woman at the desk took one look at Julie and started shaking her head.

Oh, I look that bad, do I? Perfect.

“Hello. I’m here for an interview with Mr. Bass.”

The desk clerk took a solid once over at me for the second time. “Miss, are you sure that you want to see Mr. Bass like that?”

“Yes, I’m afraid so.”

She gave Julie a floor number and she hurried on her way. The elevator ride felt like an eternity had passed and finally the doors opened to her destination. This place was extremely busy. Like she had thought, Mr. Bass was an important man and he met with very important people. As she walked down the halls, she tried to dry her soaking wet clothes. She came up to another desk that a man was attending. He looked up when she approached and appeared shocked by her appearance.

“I don’t think I can handle another lecture on my appearance,” She smiled awkwardly. “I seem to have been caught in the rain and I have an interview with Mr. Bass.”

He smiled kindly at Julie. “Julie, is it? I am Jeff; I am Jordan’s right hand man. I’m just manning the desk until he finds a replacement for his wife Mrs. Bass.”

She was surprised by his warm voice and kind nature.

“I will notify Mr. Bass immediately that you have arrived.” Jeff left her for a moment. Walking down the hallway, she watched until she couldn’t see him and then she sat down on one of the plush sofas. She felt squishy, and she regretted sitting down as she made quite the wet spot on the sofa. It didn’t take Jeff long to return to her, and he brought with him a towel.

“Mr. Bass is ready to see you right now. Feel free to take a moment to collect yourself.”

“Thank you so much, that’s very kind of you.”

She towel dried her hair and dug around her handbag for an elastic band. Quickly she braided her hair and secured it with the elastic band. She smiled sweetly ay Jeff and said, “Ok, I’m ready.”

He motioned for her to follow him down the hallway. She followed one step behind him, her heart beating powerfully in her chest. This is it!

They came to a door and Jeff knocked. He didn’t wait for an answer before he opened the door and they entered. Mr. Bass sat behind a massive desk and stood up the moment they entered.

He is so handsome, how did I not know he was handsome? Looking at him took her breath away. There were no men that looked like him where she lived.

“Jordan, this is Julie, your first interview of the day.”

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Chapter 4



When Julie walked into his office, Jordan was struck instantly by how beautiful she was. He almost laughed. Everyone from the front desk clerk of the building to Jeff himself warned him that his first interview was a walking train wreck. He was expecting the worst, but that wasn’t what walked through his office door.

She was hot; it was as if a model had just walked in the room. He couldn’t possibly hire a girl that looked like this and get away with it, right? Megan would kill him. He could be breaking some cardinal rule of office etiquette if he hired someone that made his cock hard instantly. She was perfect from her breasts to the curves that went all the way down her body. He chuckled to himself. He would carry on with the interview and send her on her way, it was no big deal. At least his wife wouldn’t murder him and who honestly would be able to get any work done with Julie around. She had the kind of milky skin that begged to be touched. Jordan didn’t even want to have to look at her ass twice because he ached to spank her. Jesus, what the hell was wrong with him?

“Hello Julie, it’s nice to meet you. Please have a seat.”

He watched as she sat down before him. “I’m so sorry I’m late and…wet. My day has just been a mess.” She laughed nervously.

“Hey, it’s ok. How about you tell me why you think you are the best person for this job?”

She went on to explain her qualifications and her background and mid-sentence she started to cry. Taken aback Jordan didn’t quite know what to do. He walked to his desk and grabbed some Kleenex and brought it back to her. She took it and wiped at her eyes, mascara running down her cheeks.

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