Russian Mafia Billionaire’s Secretary Read Free

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    “You’ve got this, so the clothes you wear won’t matter anyway,” she told her older sister.
    “You’re always so supportive, I don’t know what I’d do without you,” Alanna told her sweetly as she turned to her sister. She placed the clothes back in her closet and hoped they exhibited her professional nature.
    When Friday morning rolled around, Alanna felt like the whole week blew by in a blur. She kissed Roman on his forehead and told Alyssa that she’d be back soon.
    Exiting the subway, she walked the remaining three blocks to the downtown skyscraper with “Denisov International” out front in white block letters. She exhaled a deep breath and walked through the glass doors. Inside, business people moved in and out of the place many with their heads down looking at their phones or chatting on headsets.
    At the reception desk, she told the woman, “I’m here for a nine o’clock interview. I spoke with a woman named Amelia on Monday.”
    “Your name, please?” the woman asked.
    “Alanna Vella.” 
    “Take this and attach it to your jacket. Walk down the hallway to the elevator and take it to the sixtieth floor,” the woman said as she issued Alanna a badge that read “visitor.”
    She rode the elevator up, but noticed that the building only had sixty floors. Human Resources couldn’t be on the top floor, could it? No, the top floor was where the executive offices were, she reminded herself. Who exactly was her interview with?
    When the elevator dinged, she stepped out of it and through a set of tall, glass doors. Inside, she saw an elegantly decorated space with crystal chandeliers and clear, crystal vases with white lilies in them.
    The only desk in the large reception area was currently vacant leaving Alanna uncertain who she was supposed to meet.
    “How may I help you?” a tall woman with short black hair asked in a quiet voice, as she exited from one of the offices carrying several files.
    “I’m here for an interview for a secretary’s job,” Alanna informed her, but her voice sounded unsure. She worried that she wasn’t in the right place. She hadn’t expected to be interviewed by someone so high up.
    “Yes, I spoke with you on Monday,” the woman replied, smiling. “I’m Amelia.”
    Alanna’s face brightened when she realized she was in the right place after all. Amelia’s face appeared pale with the exception of her red lips and striking blue eyes.
    “May I offer you something to drink?” she asked, as she set the files she was carrying down. Alanna shook her head and the woman stepped away from her desk.
    “Alright, I will let Alexander know you’re here,” she assured Alanna with a smile as she returned to the office she had just vacated.
    “Alexander? As in the CEO?” Alanna worried to herself. “Why would the CEO want to interview me? Surely, he has more important things to do.” She looked distractedly around the room and noticed the name plate on the desk.
    “A. Denisov. She must be his wife.” Alanna wasn’t sure if she should feel relieved or disappointed that he was married. Feeling a bit of both, she walked over to the large window and looked out over the skyline. The view was incredible. “Life on the sixtieth floor definitely had its benefits,” she mused to herself.
    “He’ll see you now,” Amelia called out, as she waved Alanna inside.
    “Thank you,” Alanna nodded and pulled the giant, double doors closed behind her. Alanna looked around at the austere white room with its imposing black desk in the center. In front of the desk sat two leather club chairs and a table to the side. A black leather couch was to her left and to her right, a bar with crystal decanters filled with gold-colored liquid.
    The sound of a throat clearing caught Alanna’s attention as she realized that an attractive man was patiently waiting for her to make eye contact. Dressed in a dark grey business suit and black tie, he stood up and walked over to her with