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It was the worst idea she had ever had in her life, Vivian Sanchez thought as she cleaned up the counter. It was unethical, unprofessional and she wouldn't be surprised if her plan didn't go as she wanted it to, but she was desperate and she had to try. At this point, she was willing to risk her current job just to have a minute to talk to Scott McCall. He was with a young lady… Vivian guessed he was on a date, but that wouldn't stop her either. This was a chance she was sure she wouldn't get again, and she wouldn't let anything or anyone stop her. Scott McCall was an incredibly handsome man, and she was sure that women threw themselves at him every chance they got, but that wasn't why she wanted to speak to him tonight. He wore formal attire… a black suit with a white shirt underneath, and he looked so intimidating, Vivian thought as her gaze fell in his direction where he sat at a table with the lady who clung to him like a life support. Whatever the outcome was tonight, at leas

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Scott McCall turned to find a waitress standing by his side and staring up at him. For a brief moment, he just stared at her. She had a nice voice, he found himself thinking for some reason. She looked so unsure of herself and her voice was as faint as a breath on a still summer's day. She was chewing at her bottom lip as if she hadn't eaten a meal in quite a while. His eyes moved over her. She had long dark hair which was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. A fringe of black hair swept over her forehead and dark-rimmed glasses perched on her nose, but it didn't hide the strong lines of her face, the sharp cheekbones, the beautiful, innocent eyes or the lush curves of her mouth.His eyes wandered lower, and he found himself staring even harder. In her simple waitress uniform which consisted of a white shirt and black pants which hugged her body perfectly, she stood out. Even in those clothes, he could see that she was curvy. Her waist was slim and judging by her hips, he kn

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Vivian got the glasses of water and approached Scott McCall for the second time that night. She tried to put herself in check, but it was difficult not to react to him on so many different levels. The man had an imposing presence. Obviously, the years had not just been kind to him, they had treated him with the deference usually only given to the chosen few. He was incredibly handsome and good looking, and judging by how confident he was,he knew it too. His body was lean and lithe, his skin kissed with the faintest tan. His wavy hair was black and thick and his dark eyes were narrowed and watchful. He looked—not exactly unfriendly, but he didn't look like someone who played a lot either. His eyes were the blackest she had ever seen, and his lips looked hardened as if he pissed just by being in the ballroom. Vivian tried not to focus on his hard, muscular body or finely shaped jaw. He had a certain cool distance and carried about him the unmistakable aura of a man with power radiatin

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Scott didn't reply, because he had absolutely no idea who this lady was or what she was up to. All he knew was that she had served him at the party… and he knew that because he'd noticed her - more than he cared to admit. There had been a few seconds when she came to him where he had very weird thoughts about her but he'd dismissed them almost immediately. He narrowed his eyes and let his eyes sweep over her, still wondering what was going on. She didn’t look like the kind of woman capable of any kind of elaborate or evil plan. The expression on her face was pale and sad, and it made him study her more closely. Made him want to hear what she had to say. Her eyes were wide open, and she looked as if she was scared and fighting the urge to run out of the room. His eyes roamed again to her breasts as they heaved up and down with her rapid breathing and he hated the way his body reacted. "Who the fuck are you?" he demanded stiffly, clenching his fists together. "And what the hell are y

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Vivian understood why he would think that, but she never considered or thought in that direction at all, but now that he mentioned it, she realized that that was how it actually looked to him… and how it would look to everyone else. "Then why are you here if my assumption is wrong?" he asked, interrupting her thoughts. "I… I wanted to ask you for a job at your company. Vivian blurted out. She had to tell him that truth. Anything was better than him thinking that she had snuck into his room to have sex with him. The thought alone made her shudder. She had never had a one night stand with anyone and she wasn't going to start now with a stranger for that matter. Scott McCall looked at her like she'd made a weird statement, and it probably was now that she heard herself say it out loud, but then he moved to the table nearby and poured himself some scotch, then he turned back to her. "Drink?" he asked. Vivian shook her head. She had to think straight and drinking wouldn't help her in

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Two weeks later… Scott McCall walked into his office suite. He had been away from the office on a business trip and he knew that he would have a lot of work to do. He said a cheerful good morning to the receptionist but stopped when she practically ran out of her seat and came to stand in front of him. Scott immediately noticed the concerned expression on her face.He frowned. "Is something wrong, Betty?" he asked. “You shouldn’t go to your office right now,” Betty said quietly to him. Scott's frown only became deeper. He raised an eyebrow when she offered no further explanation for her statement. “Why the hell should not?” he demanded, not minding his language.Betty pointed in the direction of his office. “Because… she's in there.” she replied. "And she looked really pissed." Scott followed her gaze and then looked back at her and her eyes which were weirdly wide open. He almost sighed loudly. He didn’t have time for stuff like this early in the morning. He looked back at Betty

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Scott just stared at her. Part of him wanted to ask her how her brain actually functioned, but he already knew the answer to that. Elizabeth didn't care about anything or anyone. She only listened to herself and whatever she thought was true, she took as fact. Nothing anyone said mattered to her. Did she really think that he'd slept with the waitress? “I do not have the time for this, Elizabeth,” he said, as he opened his briefcase, hoping that she'd just go away. His wish didn't come true. "Of course you don't, but you had enough time for her" Elizabeth fired back. Her voice was getting louder and Scott knew that he had to put a stop to it. "For God's sake," he drawled. "Do you really think so little of me that you'd believe that I would just sleep with a waitress who snuck into my room? What the hell do you take me for, Elizabeth? A man who has so little control over his body? Is that really how you see me?" Elizabeth folded her hands around her body as she glared at him. From

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"Hello," Vivian said awkwardly, wondering who it was. "Well, hello to you too, Miss Sanchez" Vivian wasn't sure whose voice she expected to hear, but it certainly wasn't the deep, baritone one she heard on the other line. Even without him introducing himself, she knew exactly who it was and a shiver went down her spine. "This is Scott McCall" he continued. Vivian shook her head, trying to concentrate. "Well… urmmm… yes…. I… urmmm…. I noticed. Good afternoon, sir" she said nervously. She heard him chuckle. "You recognized my voice?" he asked, sounding as if he couldn't believe it. "Well, that's flattering. I must have made quite an impression on you, am I right?" Vivian didn't reply. She didn't know what to say as a reply because she didn't even know if the question was rhetorical. Also, her tongue was tied up in her mouth. She was thinking hard too… wondering why he was calling her. Was something wrong? Had he decided to arrest her for sneaking into his room? Her head was spinni

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Scott McCall studied her for a few seconds before he replied. "You're welcome, and that's fine. The vacancy opened up quite suddenly and I need a replacement urgently. Well, you already told me that you were interested, so I gave it a shot" "I completely understand, sir," Vivian replied. "And I'm still very grateful. Can I get you something to drink or eat?" Scott looked around. "Yeah, I guess so. I haven't really been here before so I don't know what the food is like, so I guess I should trust you. What do you recommend?" Vivian actually blushed. "Ermmm, the cheesecake is really great….and it would go well with a glass of white wine." Scott nodded. "That sounds perfect" he said, "I'll have that…" "Great. I'll be back soon" Vivian said, and almost ran out of the restaurant. As she turned to leave, Scott took the opportunity to take a good look at her. Never in his life had he looked at a waitress in her uniform and thought that she looked sexy, but that was all he could think of

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Vivian nodded, making a mental note of the many things she had to do. She wanted a job, and now she had it. First, she he had to talk to her manager about moving her shifts to evening. She had to go shopping for some office clothes. Get her hair done… buy groceries since she wouldn't have time to cook as much… the list seemed endless. "Yes, tomorrow is fine," she agreed. She didn't want to give him the chance to hand this position to someone else. She knew that he was doing this mostly as a favor… and why he was doing it, she had no idea. "Great. You should be at the office by 8am. You will organize my emails, my calendar and itinerary. You will also be handling some of my projects so time management is also very important. Also, please bring a copy of your CV with you tomorrow. I would like to have a look at it."Vivian nodded." I'll be there " she said,"I cannot thank you enough for this" Scott waved his hand. "That's alright," he said, "And if we're thanking each other, then I s

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