Assigned To Him, Book One (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Haut Pink Publishing Page B

the
job.”
    “Is it purely working on
the supplement?” I asked.
    “No,” Jeannie answered.
“There will be regular articles needed as well to fill column
inches on hot topics and breaking news in the fashion world. It
will be a lot of work, but it’s decent pay for a trainee and you’ll
get plenty of experience.”
    I hesitated to ask the
question that popped in my head, but in the end couldn’t help
myself.
    “Does that mean I’m going
to be offered the job?”
    Jeannie was silent for a
few seconds before nodding her head.
    “Your qualifications are
top class and the example articles you sent were good quality,” she
said. “You also come across well, even if we have only been talking
for a few minutes. I think we can work together.”
    I resisted the urge to
pump my fist and over the next forty minutes or so listened to
Jeannie giving me more details of what the job entailed. It seemed
to be the excellent opportunity I thought it would be when I
applied and I was more than happy to get on board. It meant
starting work the very next day, but I didn’t have a problem with
that and agreed to it straight away.
    It was after four o’clock
when I left the office building having secured my very first job.
When I saw the small coffee shop opposite, I couldn’t resist the
idea of treating myself as a way of celebrating. The cream cake and
chocolate-flavored smoothie tasted delicious, but I felt slightly
guilty about easting them once they were finished.
    “Too late to worry now,” I
said ruefully as I looked at the empty glass and plate, but a smile
spread across my face.
    It faded quickly when I
glanced at my watch and saw it was now almost four forty five in
the afternoon. That meant I wouldn’t get home until well after five
o’clock, by which time Greg would likely already be
there.
    “Idiot,” I berated myself
and sprang to my feet to head for the door.
    I stopped before I got
there and turned to walk in the direction of the restroom
instead.
    “This is stupid,” I
muttered when I stepped inside the small room, but it didn’t stop
me doing it.
    Moving across to stand at
a sink, I searched through my handbag to find a pack of tissues. I
pulled them out one by one to wipe the makeup from my face. It
really was stupid, but I could hear Greg’s complaining voice in my
head as I was doing it.
    Once my face was clean, I
looked down at the outfit I was wearing. There was nothing I could
do about changing that and I shook my head when I turned away from
the sink and quickly left the restroom then the coffee
shop.
    I hoped there would be a
bus getting ready to leave when I got to the stop, but I ended up
having to wait for one. The busy evening traffic made the journey
slow going and it was almost five thirty when I got off then walked
the rest of the way to the apartment building. There was no doubt
in my mind that Greg would be inside now. I let out a sigh as I
walked up the stairs and slowed my pace when I approached the
door.
    The sound of the key
sliding in the lock sounded loud to me, but the apartment was quiet
when I walked inside. I closed the door and crept towards the
bedroom, with the intention of quickly taking off the red dress to
have a shower. Just before I walked through the door, Greg stepped
out of the lounge and I saw his eyes narrow as he stared at
me.
    “Where have you been?” he
asked.
    The thought of lying
popped in my head, but I knew it was a stupid idea straight away. I
couldn’t hide from him that I’d found a job.
    “I went to an
interview.”
    “Oh yeah,” he said and I
could hear the suspicion coming through in his voice. “You didn’t
say anything to me about it.”
    “The letter only came
today,” I replied and searched in my handbag for the correspondence
I received earlier in the day.
    I walked closer to hand it
over. He took it, but ignored it at first to continue staring at my
outfit.
    “Why did you wear that?’
he asked.
    “I needed to look smart,”
I told