STEP SECRETARY (Billionaire Bareback Taboo Steamy Romance) by Nikki Wild Page B

heavy bags beneath his eyes, and when he focused his bleary eyes on me, they were so bloodshot it was a wonder he could see anything at all.
     
    “Good,” he mumbled, “you’re here. Did you get coffee yet?”
     
    I looked around the lobby. I didn’t see a coffee maker or an espresso machine anywhere.
     
    “And where would I do that?” I asked him.
     
    William narrowed his eyes at me. Then he sighed, rubbed them with his wrist, and nodded to the elevator.
     
    “Go down to the mid-level. There’s a Starbucks there.”
     
    I stared at him. “Seriously? You have a Starbucks in your building?!”
     
    “I do.” He grabbed a pen from my desk and scribbled a note onto the back of a business card. “Get me this. Make sure they do it right. I don’t want to have to send you back down there.”
     
    I took the note from him. “But the phone…”
     
    He waved a hand dismissively. “Cheri won’t route a call up here unless it’s important.”
     
    “Someone could still call,” I objected, but he just walked back into his office.
     
    “Then I guess you’d better hurry up,” he said over his shoulder.
     
    I shook my head. This day just kept getting worse. If this was what I could expect from working for my stepfather, then I had to find a way to get under his skin and force him to fire me—fast.
     
    After getting him the coffee he’d ordered, William still sent me back three separate times to “fix” it, even though it was exactly what he’d ordered. As if to cement my determination to get out of this arrangement, he provided me very little training, or even a schedule of what I was supposed to do and when. Clearly, he wanted to impress upon me that life as a regular “working stiff” was a living hell, but it was obvious to me that he was making it out to be a lot worse than it actually was.
     
    I tried a few different methods of intentional sabotage. When I finally got a call from Cheri, I deliberately told William it was my mother, prompting him to answer the phone with, “Hi, sweetie.” He was able to laugh that off as a joke with the client, but I could tell he was furious with me, which was what I’d wanted.
     
    Then I made an absolute mess of the filing system, ensuring that when William returned from lunch, he had no idea where anything was. I played dumb and acted like I’d thought I was doing him a favor, but it was clear he wasn’t buying it.
     
    By the time three o’clock rolled around, however, I was out of ideas. There really wasn’t much to being my stepfather’s secretary, which made it difficult to screw anything up. I decided to check my phone and see if Derrick had ever texted me back.
     
    I glanced at the double doors to William’s office. They were closed, and it sounded like he was on some kind of conference call. Perfect, I thought. Now’s my chance.
     
    I gleefully pulled my phone out of my purse in the drawer and scrolled through the three messages Derrick had sent me since I’d texted him this morning.
     
    Miss u 2, babe.Lonely here w/o u . By myself today in the hotel room.
     
    I texted him back, frowning. Alone? U ok?
     
    Yes, he quickly replied. Just sprained my ankle hiking. No biggie . 
     
    I grinded my teeth. I hated being so far away from him. I should’ve been there. I should’ve been able to keep him from hurting myself. Derrick always took more chances, more risks when he wasn’t with me. If William hadn’t thrown a hissy fit…
     
    I pushed back my anger to comfort my boyfriend. I’m sorry. How can I make u feel better?
     
    His reply came as no shock to me. Well, u could always tell me what ur up to…
     
    That was code for “sexting.” William wanted me to concoct some sordid tale he could jack off to—that was always the goal. I smiled. It had been a while since we’d last fucked. I was dying for some attention, too.
     
    And since my stepfather was busy for the next hour or so, I had plenty of time to do one more naughty