| Author: | K. Lyn | ISBN: | 9781618450098 |
| Publisher: | Beau to Beau Books | Publication: | September 1, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | K. Lyn |
| ISBN: | 9781618450098 |
| Publisher: | Beau to Beau Books |
| Publication: | September 1, 2012 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Everyone wants to work for Mr. Wallace and if lucky enough to be hired by the man, no one ever leaves their employ with the Wallace Corporation. Not only is Mr. Wallace filthy rich, but it is rumored that his entire office is one big playground for the erotically charged. The rumors about Mr. Wallace and his playboy image are widespread, but no one has ever been able to substantiate them. Abby does know that she is the only woman fresh out of college to have ever been chosen for an interview with the man, and she chooses the very best of her worn out wardrobe to impress him. After hearing all the rumors, but doubting that many of them are true, she enters the grand structure of the Wallace Corporation with high hopes for an entry level position. When she arrives at the suite of Mr. Wallace at the very top of the building, her personal interview is very personal indeed and much more than the young woman had ever anticipated.
Excerpt:
The handsome cowboy who looked as if he had been photo-shopped wanted to be known for what he brought to the boardroom, not the bedroom. Duke Wallace was every woman’s dream with his dark eyes and facial features that could make a woman melt. And the man’s body, well, let’s just say that he could fill out a pair of jeans to perfection in the front and in the back.
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Abby fluffed her hair to give it that “play with me” look and smoothed her skirt. She stepped into a pair of four inch heels, the one luxury she had purchased for the interview, and she was ready to go. A limo had arrived at Abby’s apartment to pick her up, a classy touch that had more than impressed the young college graduate. The long car had darkened windows, of course, so the mystery of meeting with Mr. Wallace would be well preserved.
From what little Abby had heard about the man, Mr. Wallace was like a narcotic. Once you were hooked, once the man had you under his spell, once your lips met his, or if you were lucky enough to have spent an entire night in his bed, the scent and touch of Duke Wallace became your drug. A personal interview with Mr. Wallace was incredible. First, he very formally invited you into his ornately decorated suite of offices. His phones were shut off, his secretary took messages for the duration of the interview, and the doors were automatically locked. He did not conceal his animal magnetism. That would have been impossible. Abby’s mind was filled with all the rumors about the infamous Wally World and she wondered how many of them were actually true. It seemed that every time someone mentioned the man’s name, he went up a notch in his sexual abilities.
Everyone wants to work for Mr. Wallace and if lucky enough to be hired by the man, no one ever leaves their employ with the Wallace Corporation. Not only is Mr. Wallace filthy rich, but it is rumored that his entire office is one big playground for the erotically charged. The rumors about Mr. Wallace and his playboy image are widespread, but no one has ever been able to substantiate them. Abby does know that she is the only woman fresh out of college to have ever been chosen for an interview with the man, and she chooses the very best of her worn out wardrobe to impress him. After hearing all the rumors, but doubting that many of them are true, she enters the grand structure of the Wallace Corporation with high hopes for an entry level position. When she arrives at the suite of Mr. Wallace at the very top of the building, her personal interview is very personal indeed and much more than the young woman had ever anticipated.
Excerpt:
The handsome cowboy who looked as if he had been photo-shopped wanted to be known for what he brought to the boardroom, not the bedroom. Duke Wallace was every woman’s dream with his dark eyes and facial features that could make a woman melt. And the man’s body, well, let’s just say that he could fill out a pair of jeans to perfection in the front and in the back.
******
Abby fluffed her hair to give it that “play with me” look and smoothed her skirt. She stepped into a pair of four inch heels, the one luxury she had purchased for the interview, and she was ready to go. A limo had arrived at Abby’s apartment to pick her up, a classy touch that had more than impressed the young college graduate. The long car had darkened windows, of course, so the mystery of meeting with Mr. Wallace would be well preserved.
From what little Abby had heard about the man, Mr. Wallace was like a narcotic. Once you were hooked, once the man had you under his spell, once your lips met his, or if you were lucky enough to have spent an entire night in his bed, the scent and touch of Duke Wallace became your drug. A personal interview with Mr. Wallace was incredible. First, he very formally invited you into his ornately decorated suite of offices. His phones were shut off, his secretary took messages for the duration of the interview, and the doors were automatically locked. He did not conceal his animal magnetism. That would have been impossible. Abby’s mind was filled with all the rumors about the infamous Wally World and she wondered how many of them were actually true. It seemed that every time someone mentioned the man’s name, he went up a notch in his sexual abilities.
