Desires Die Hard

Chapter 5

That was the reason why JK Couture had moved into Welton Group Tower.

The company’s former boss had bailed. Its new managing director seemed like a decent person. He was a young man. seemed no older than Anya was.

Anya suddenly felt less anxious. She had been worried about having to deal with old men at her first job. The sort who would yell at you for every small mistake you made.

She clutched her bag carefully and kept a polite smile on her face. After taking a seat in the managing director’s office, she spoke first and greeted her new boss. “Hi, Mr. Hanson. I’m Anya MacMillan. This is my first day at work.” Anya’s voice was gentle and soothing like honeyed wine.

Jake Hanson had his head buried in drafts. Anya’s soft voice caught his attention and made him snap up immediately. He was momentarily startled by the sight of Anya’s exceedingly beautiful features. His new hire seemed too pretty to be real. Jake rarely felt drawn by beautiful women but Anya’s beauty was simply out of this world. For a moment, he found himself spellbound, struggling to shift his eyes away from her.

Jake’s silent stare made Anya feel uneasy. She wondered if she had said something wrong. She blurted out immediately, stammering as she repeated her introduction. “Hi…I’m the new hire. Anya MacMillan.”

The young managing director finally broke out of his stupor. He smiled warmly at Anya before grabbing her CV and glancing at it. “Hi, welcome to JK Couture. You’re part of the family now.”

really wanted to ask Anya was if she had a boyfriend. Since this

fine with him. She was going to work hard at her job and

thirtieth floor

room. Hayden Lang had a cup of freshly brewed coffee in his hands. He placed it on his boss‘ desk like a dutiful

coffee on the desk, Hayden shifted to one side of the desk and began going

while listening to his personal a**istant go through the laundry–list of tasks he

Mr. Williams of the Gloria Group at half past eleven. Mr. Brown has invited you for tea at half past one this afternoon,” Hayden said as he read the details of Evan’s

Brown‘. The tone of his voice was as

right, Mr. Welton. Mr. Brown has

sneered. A streak of hostility flashed across his eyes. “Sounds like he’s trying

That was simply an

the Nordenic Quartet. Alongside the Weltons, the Carters and the Bakers, they had under their management and

and family friends, the Carters and the Browns had been their rivals all these years, fighting them both openly

of them all. For years, they have sat on their throne above the other