All Chapters of The Billionaire's Personal Escort : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Personal Assistant??!!!” I choked as I heard Travis words. What the hell was he talking about? Personal assistant??? Did he think, I was just going to work for him? After the stunt he pulled off? Was he insane? I was not going to do it. There was no way, I was going to become his personal assistant. Not happening. No way. But, then, there was Naomi. She loved her job. And, I knew how hard she worked to get where she was. There was no way, I was going to ruin it, for her. So, what was I supposed to do? “Wait, what do you mean by I have to follow you 24/7?” I asked him. “Well as my personal assistant, your job is to assist me with everything. Be there when I need you. Do what I want you to do. Make sure, I am comfortable. At all times. And if I have a meeting, you will have to come wi

Ayanna's POV “Great!” I whispered to myself as I made my way back to Travis office. “It’s my first day at work and I already have an enemy, Becca.” My eyes rolled as I walked behind her. I could see her heels clicking as she walked and her dress swishing as she swayed her hips. I was walking behind her, with a frown on my face. There was no way, I was going to make it through a whole month in the office. With a b!tch for a secretary. she was evil. She hated me and it was definite that she wanted to make me pay for getting the job. ‘For taking Travis away from her,’ as she said.

The room quickly filled with chatter and the sounds of chairs being dragged. Everyone got up, gathered their belongings and left the conference room. A few men walked over to Travis, patted him on the shoulder and said goodbye. As more me, I quickly dashed out of the room. My phone was still ringing and vibrating in my hand. "Hello?" I answered, once I was far away from the conference room. "Ayanna, why aren’t you picking your calls.” My boss, an older man called, , Tyler barked. She sounded really annoyed and angry. "I'm sorry. I was busy." I replied.

When we got back to the apartment, I quickly took a shower and began to ransack my wardrobe. Clothes flew everywhere. Naomi sat on my bed, sipping wine from a glass as she watched me act like a mad woman. "How about this?" I asked, holding a silver gown. I showed her the dress. It was a silver strapless dress with a plunging neckline and an open back. "Is it sexy enough?” I asked. Naomi took a long look at the dress. She nodded her head. "Yes, it's sexy." She said. I threw it on the floor. “No it’s not.” I said and continued to search for another dress. "What?” she shrieked. “The dress is perfect and hot. How sexy are you trying to look tonight, Aya?”

AYANNA'S POV What are the odds? What are the odds of lying to your new boss only to run into him at the same event? What are the chances that I would be in the arms of a client who is also his potential investor? Life is crazy. The Universe does strange things. But this…. This was the strangest most fcked up situation. How did this happen? How did this turn out the way it did? Why did this happen? Why did Travis Sinclair, my new boss, the guy I found annoying, the guy who hired me and I had just started working for, have to attend the same event as my client. And my client was his new investor. It was like the Universe wanted us to see each other. Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe not. But it was too late now. He was already staring. I had nowhere to hide. His eyes were on us. I was screwed. "I can't believe this." I muttered to myself. Henry turned to me. “Are you okay?” He asked as we walked away from the red carpet. “You look a little flushed. Like