The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 47
Third person
Fiona strode into her boss’s corner office, carrying a neat stack of paperwork.
Conrad was pacing the room while speaking on the phone by way of a headset tucked into his right ear. It was invisible under his thick, dark gray hair, except for a tiny blue light that blinked intermittently when he was on a call.
sed Fiona standing there and turned, waving her inside.
another word.
en when he ignored her completely at times.
any of the reports until all three were complete.”
me in early this morning to review the results. I would have had the reports to you before lunch, but I decided to ask a couple analysts to double and triple check all the numbers before I printed the final copies.”
o review the portfolios of all the company’s biggest accounts and compile updated summaries of all their financials.
he was looking at the completed reports on his desk. They were all labeled and organized in color-coded files. Contracts were collated with brass split pins holding them together in the top left corner, the way he preferred. He could not remember ever training
“Everything looks to be in order,” she finished, smiling politely. “No surprises. I do have some ideas for optimizing the way we manage these accounts, though. You will find those recommendations at the very back of each portfolio.
he might be even smarter than him.
o stand. “I’ll let you get back to work. I should cat
ning?” he asked, looking Fiona up and down. Fiona held herself together as a professional every minute that she was in this
ou’ve done enough for one day.”
ona returned his critical gaze and said,
to me if you work yourself to death.” Conrad put a toothpick into his mouth and stood. He walked to the door of
Fiona
rn me to the palace, grateful for Conrad’s uncharacteristic moment of kindness and understanding, or whatever it was that made him decide to send me home early.
I had deep purple circles under my eyes, and my skin looked ashen. I started to understand how an employer might want a pregnant lady who looked like t
lly in bed.
looking sharp in a dark blue suit, was standing near the door buttoning his jacket, just about to leave. He turned to look at me, his amber eyes
ffered in explanation. But I knew what I looked like and was sure that Alexander understood I had come home to rest.
y neck and coming to rest under my chin.
for a moment, and my throat unconsciou
.
single nod of acknowledgement instead, and then let my heavy eyelids fall indifferently closed.
es were closed, I could feel that his were on me, his intense gaze almost as tang
and his body, away from me.
entually he drifted away from my side, and then the sounds of diminishi