Saved: A Billionaire Romance (The Saved Series Book 1) Read Free Page A

I grabbed my brief case and made it to the office a half hour earlier than usual. Even Brielle wasn't there yet.
    I went to my desk and got right to work on all of my tasks for Joe. I knew today was the day that Jackson Harter, the CEO, was due to visit, and I wanted Joe to have as little stress as possible. I had everything he needed prepped and ready on his desk when he arrived at 8:30.
    After I knew he was all set for a while, I decided to go work on prepping song lists. I pulled a few up and hit print, then I got up to retrieve them from the printer in the copy room around the corner. As I was rounding the corner, five men in expensive suits walked toward me, deep in conversation. I tried to step to the side to avoid them, but they weren't paying attention.
    The man in the middle of the group almost ran into me, and I stumbled a bit in my heels. He caught me gently around my arm, and when I looked up to thank him, I was staring directly into a pair of familiar sea green eyes.
    "I'm so sorry, sir. I was trying to move out of your way."
    "Please don't be sorry. I should have been paying closer attention. Are you okay?" His eyes never left mine as he spoke, and I was unable to look away. Another voice broke the moment and brought me back to reality. It was Avery Andrews, the head of advertising for the company. I knew him through Joe.
    "Allison James, I would like you to meet Mr. Jackson Harter. He is here touring the stations and meeting with the staff. Jackson, this is Allison James. She is an intern for Joe Jones."
    "It is lovely to meet you, Allison. I'm always happy to see new faces around the office. I hope everyone is treating you well." His voice was smooth and confident, but his eyes could not hide the mix of surprise and hunger he was feeling.
    "Everyone here is wonderful. I appreciate the opportunity to intern here and learn from such a talented group. I should get back to work. It was very nice to meet you, Mr. Harter."
    "Please, call me Jackson." I smiled and excused myself before my face or my body betrayed me in front of four of my colleagues and the man who owned the company. It was the same man who had taken me and discovered me in a dimly lit bookstore bathroom the night before.
    I held my breath all the way back to my cubicle and let it out slowly when I sat in my chair. I had no idea what to expect next. Was I going to lose my internship because I let my guard down and had a one-night stand? Would he think I was some kind of whore and deem me unfit to work for him? Was he telling those other men that he had done me the night before? Were they all laughing at me right now?
    I started to panic at the thought of losing my job and having to return to Omaha. I promised myself I would never go back there, and I was not going to break that promise. I couldn't afford to lose this position that I had worked so hard to get and keep. If I went back, it would be a matter of hours before he knew I was there. There was no one to protect me from him. If I returned, I would live the rest of my life as his possession. A hidden part of me knew that I would die before I ever let him do that to me.
    As panic and fear set in, my hands began to shake. I tried to concentrate on the song lists, but it was impossible. I snapped back to the present when my phone started to ring. Janet's number appeared on the caller ID.
    "Hello?"
    "Hi Allie. I'm not sure why, but Jackson Harter's personal secretary just called me. He wants to see you in his office. Alone. Did something happen?"
    "I just met him in the hallway. That's it. I'm not sure what this could be about." I wasn't going to tell her that he was probably going to fire me because he didn't want dirty whores working for his company.
    "Well, maybe he wants to talk about internships or something. Anyway, if I were you, I would head right up there. Don't keep the big boss waiting."
    "I won't keep him waiting."
    "Okay, well give me a call when you're done. I'm dying to know what he