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Isabella did. She found out a couple of days ago when she saw me squinting at my phone. I told her why I was hesitant to get prescription glasses and she called me an idiot. She got me an appointment with an ophthalmologist the next day.

“That’s none of your concern,” I snap.

“It was her, wasn’t it? Isabella,” Taylor spits. And her anger is so confusing, I’m a little taken aback.

“What the hell is going on with you?”

Taylor’s brows furrow, her expression growing even more charged. “Do you even know why I’m here, Graham? Why I started working for you? Why I followed you to New York?”

“No. I’ll admit I was curious but I didn’t give a fuck enough to ask.”

“You’re such an asshole. I’m here because of your father,” she announces.

I lean back in my chair and take a deep steadying breath. “Explain,” I prompt.

“When my father found out that your brother was stepping down and that you were set to inherit the company, he decided he wanted our families to be in-laws. He knew I used to have a stupid crush on you years ago so he thought it would be perfect. He talked to your father about it and your father agreed that a match between us would be ideal,” Taylor informs me.

My jaw is clenched so tight, I’m worried it’ll break.

“Your father knew you’d fight it if he suggested we get married outright, so they concocted a plan whereby I took a position as your secretary. I was supposed to try to seduce you,” she says, looking a little embarrassed. “But you were so cold. It only took me a couple of weeks to realize you had no interest. And it was so frustrating. I tried to quit, but your father wouldn’t let me. He told me to keep trying.”

“I see,” I say when she finishes.

Taylor falters. “That’s it? ‘You see’?”

“Yes. I’m sorry they put you in this stupid situation but, this is never going to happen. I’m sure you’ll find a great guy but I’m not him. And despite what any of them say, you have my permission to quit. Actually, you can tell them I fired you if it makes it better.” My voice is measured, tension coiling within its depth. She stares at me confused for a beat. “Also, if you ever talk to Isabella again without my permission again, you’ll regret it.”

Her eyes well up with tears and I look away. She leaves a second later, slamming my office door behind her. Once she’s gone, I take a few minutes to calm myself down.

I would say I’m surprised that my father would pull this shit, but I’m really not. It’s exactly the kind of thing he would do. My jaw is still a little clenched when I call Isabella to explain.

She picks up on the second ring,

“Hey.”

“So, your secretary is answering your personal phone now?” Isabella questions, her tone possessive.

My lips twitch as I fight back a smile. “What did she say?”

“I asked where you were and she claimed you were busy. When I asked who she was, she told me it was none of my concern,” Isabella scoffs. “She made it sound like you had just finished screwing her and had only stepped out for a second to take care of something.”

“You didn’t believe her?” I ask.

“You wouldn’t cheat on me, Graham. And if you did, I’d cut your balls off,” Isabella states confidently.

And fuck if that doesn’t make her infinitely sexier. She knows I’m hers, completely.

“Well yes, it was my secretary, her name’s Taylor,” I inform her.

“And why was Taylor acting like a jealous girlfriend?”

I groan softly, “It’s a long story, baby. I’ll explain later. Why did you call earlier?”

“I saw that something was going on with your company and I was just checking in to make sure you were good.”

My heart warms. “Yeah, I’m good. I took care of it.”

“Okay, then. It’s getting pretty late. Go home, Graham.”

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