She's the boss

"Lana? Lana, this is your 5 am wake up call- Oh for goodness sake!"I sat in my plush living room chair and watched with an amused smirk as my executive assistant, Evan, stumbled into view. He was dressed in an impeccable suit, as usual, and his blonde hair was slicked back into a quiff style. His oversized glasses were sliding halfway down his nose and dazzling blue eyes squinted as he looked at me with annoyance."You said to be here when you wake up""Yes, and that was an hour ago. So, you're already late and you know how I feel about tardiness""You're impossible to please, thank God I'm just your assistant and not your lover""Yes well, something tells me a man such as yourself wouldn't know where to start with me", I said with a sly smile. "And that's where you're wrong", Evan smiled triumphantly as he handed me a steaming hot coffee."Ahh", I exhaled with joy as I eagerly took the coffee from his hands, "remind me wh

*** Noah's POV ***   My first day at a new job. Was I nervous? No.  I was aware of the whispers that went on, about how everyone feared the woman behind the bosses desk, and to be honest, it excited me.  Even the sympathetic glances I received from the receptionists was enough to encourage me further into staying.  I was looking for a challenge, something different. I had travelled the world searching for something, but I didn't know what it was. Adventure, sure I'd had plenty. Women? Plenty of them too. Even behind their sympathetic eyes, I could see the wanton longing of the receptionists as they looked me up and down.  As I rode through the elevator I thought back to the last time I had been in New York. It was seven years ago, and I was a boy at 19 years old. The city had overwhelmed me, and I wasn't ready for it then, but now I had lived a little and I was ready to see what it had to offer. 

*** Noah's POV *** "So tell us, what was your first impression of the Ice Queen?""Yeah, running for the hills yet?"The group I was squashed into a crowded nightclub booth with erupted into laughter. I was the only one who didn't find anything funny at all."I really don't know what you're all talking about. I wasn't in there for more than 5 minutes but she seemed nice enough"The men that sat opposite me almost spat their drinks out, while the brunette that clung to my side hissed."Nice? No, nice is letting us go home early during Christmas break, instead, she made us work overtime to finish off some stupid pitch that wasn't supposed to be ready for weeks!""Yeah, and she worked all through that break, even the Christmas party... Refused to come out of her office to have one drink with her employees, not that we want to spend another minute with her outside of work... Really tells you the kind of person she is, doesn'

*** Noah's POV *** Sweat, cheap booze and sex... It was all around me. The smell of it all hung in the air as the vibrations from the loud music played against my eardrums.I inched my way through the crowd, ignoring the wandering hands that attempted to lure me in. I wasn't interested in what they had to offer, I was only interested in one thing, one woman, her. Lana.I spotted her in the entranceway, Evan's arm locked into hers as if he were her protector, but I had a feeling he was really holding her in place. I was shocked and excited to see her here, it wasn't exactly her scene and while I gave her no choice in accepting or denying my invitation, some small part of me worried she wouldn't make it. One word was ringing through my mind, spectacular. It seemed hardly enough to describe the vision I was witnessing, but it was all I had. While it was dark in the club, strobe lights bounced off and

*** Noah's POV *** Never had I craved someone more than I wanted her. I knew we shared some sort of chemistry, but this was something I had never experienced. When I saw the creep from the club put his hands on her, I knew I had fallen for her sirens call. An overwhelming sense of protectiveness formed in my chest, mixed with rage. He was touching her, and she was mine. Could I blame him for wanting her? Not really. She was gorgeous, any man would be so lucky to call her theirs. But tonight, the only name she would be screaming is mine. That first kiss was all it took for me to become addicted. I didn't know if it was the adrenaline that was pumping through me after taking that creep down or sheer chemistry but I couldn't bring myself to leave her lips even for a second. It was a miracle we even made it back to her place because I was ready to take her then and there. I didn't care who was watching.