Chapter 1 Topsy-turvy

Excerpt

"Tracy just called, she wants me to pick her up at the airport. I have to go now and leave you two alone. If I'm just two minutes late, I bet I'll lose some limbs, and hell no!

You wouldn't want your would-be best man to come in a wheelchair or some goddamn crutches on your wedding day."

With that Davis strode out, leaving Xander alone with Anna, who was still chuckling from Davis' amusing joke.

She was still laughing when her mind processed the words "leaving you two alone." What? Davis was going to leave her alone with Xander?

Wait! He wasn't just going to leave her. He already left her with him! Did he know what he just did?

Her lungs went out of air the moment the words became clear to her and she wanted to run away, far away from what she was feeling before she acted on it.

She snapped out of her thoughts as a familiar scent enveloped her. Oh! God, he's coming closer. She thought while taking backward steps one at a time.

The moment her back hit the wall, she knew that she was completely screwed. All Xander had to do to reach her was to take just a few steps and oh boy! There he was.

He was right in her front, tormenting and filling her senses with his intoxicating scent. He inched closer to her, letting out a hot breath before finally speaking.

"I see that you have been avoiding me lately, Miss Houston. Is there any reason in particular why?" Xander asked, with his head tilted while his eyes searched hers.

Miss Houston? Did he just speak formally to her after he had been all but flirting with her for the past few weeks? She was going to give him a comeback, but she froze just as her eyes met his beautiful brown orbs.

She became lost in those eyes and for what seemed like thirty seconds, all she could do was stutter.

"I...I...I don't know what you are talking about Xander. I think you are the one assuming things. I think I've just been scarce."

She said, not meeting his eyes. She didn't just call him by his first name... she almost muttered under her breath.

She wanted to give her big mouth a hard slap for calling him Xander when all she wanted to do was to call his name formally.

M.R. W.I.L.L.I.A.M.S, was that so hard to say? She thought, biting her lips hard, at the thought of her lips betraying her.

Xander who appeared amused by her reaction lowered his head and trapped her between his hands, inching closer to her.

His lips were now about half an inch from hers and she could feel his hot breath against her skin which made her tingle.

She could see his inviting wet lips now and all she wanted to do right there was to press hers against him. On impulse, she licked those luscious lips of hers.

Her sanity however got the better of her. She chose to play hard to get, not minding the part of her that was screaming in her ears to act on what she was feeling.

Xander's lips pursed as he caught her licking those luscious lips of hers that had him thinking about her now and then.

His fingers trailed along her face and she felt her cheeks go red hot from his touch. She could feel the heat emanating from her body as he stood in front of her. She could also hear her heartbeat very loud and clear or was it his?

"How about I put you to a test right now and right here? Let's see how far you can go about all the charades you've been pulling."

Her eyes fluttered as he said those words, wondering what he meant.

However, before she could figure out his intention, Xander held her face up, and without warning, he captured her lips into his already wet and soft one, shutting down all her senses completely and in that instant, Anna's body went limp.

Chapter One

"What did you say your name was again?" Xander asked, looking rather emotionlessly at the frail-looking old woman standing in front of his desk.

"Dorothy Finn, sir. Mr Williams entrusted you in my hands right before he passed away. I-I-I'll take care of you henceforth, just like- just like I did him. You have nothing to worry about, Mr William's II."

She managed to say in between coughs and sneezes, while occasionally adjusting the frame of her pair of glasses.

"Mrs Finn, from what I'm seeing right now, I should be the one worrying about you. Don't you think?" Xander stood up from his chair and walked slowly to her, trailing his fingers on his desk.

"I see that you are very interested in taking good care of me. But here is a little piece of advice for you, Mrs Finn."

He stood right in her front and was in her face, leaning closer to her and bringing his lips close to her ears, he said rather harshly. "Why not take good care of yourself first?

I think I might consider taking you as my personal assistant then." He whispered with a smirk plastered on his face.

Her body went limp and she managed to stabilize herself by placing her hands on his desk to support her shaky legs.

"Mr Williams, I-I-I-"

"You are fired!" Without another word, Xander left for his desk and made a call, ordering the security to come to his office to walk Mrs Finn out of the company, out of his company, and in a few minutes, they came into his office and saw her out of the company.

Xander loosened his tie, reclined on his chair, and placed his hands on his temple, giving it a quick massage.

His day had barely even started, yet he already had a throbbing pain in his head. So much for his very first day at work, he thought to himself.

He reached out for the phone on his desk and dialled a number. "Mr Hart, report immediately to my office!" He snapped.

After a few minutes, someone knocked on the door and Xander ordered the person in. A very sturdy man in a black business suit appeared in Xander's office.

Mr Hart was Mr Williams I's special advisor. He had served him for as long as Xander could remember.

It was time for him to be in service to Xander, who just emerged as the new CEO of BrooksWill & Sons Company after his late father, Mr Williams I's death.

His face looked rather pale as Xander's brown orbs bore into his. "You called for me sir." He said with his head slightly bowed.

"Is that your definition of a VERY COMPETENT PERSONAL ASSISTANT, Mr Hart?" He questioned, enunciating his last few words as he eyed him.

"I thought you had a better sense of judgment, considering your position in this company, especially to Mr Williams I."

Without any further ado, he said icily. "Find me a new personal assistant in the next forty-eight hours." He gave him a look that spoke volumes of what would happen if he failed to do as he says.

With that, Mr Hart scurried out of Xander's office with no further delay.

It's been a couple of hours since Mr Hart left Xander's office. Xander had left his office and was headed to the hotel to unwind. His first day was not what he had expected, in fact, it was very far from it.

He had earlier dismissed his driver, assuring him that he would be fine just by himself. He needed space to clear his head.

Everything was happening too fast for him to take. He knew that he was rather cold to the poor frail woman earlier but he just couldn't help it.

He had asked for her file earlier and had seen that she had been serving Mr Williams I, his late father, for quite some time now, exactly fifteen years.

He had had everything taken care of. He had ensured that she got compensation for her job loss which would serve her for a lifetime, he supposed.

Just then, his phone beeped and he seethed as he saw the caller ID. He had wanted to ignore the call but he ended up answering the call as it kept coming in incessantly.

"What do you want this time?" He asked passively. He was sick and tired of women who threw tantrums like a child who lost candy whenever he stopped seeing them.

It was however something he couldn't help. Alexander Williams was known to be a playboy by those who are familiar with him. This even earned him the nickname "no commitment" by his buddies.

"Money? Sex? You know what? I could have it off with you right now, but guess what? I got sick and tired of you."

Seeing that the woman was not budging, he added, "Do I have to spell it out that you're E-X-P-I-R-E-D? We're done." He said apathetically, enunciating the word "expired" before hanging up abruptly.

He immediately missed a bump on the road and tried to maintain his balance. Before he could get his car under control, he saw a figure jump at his car and in the next minute, the person was lying on the floor.

He quickly got out of his car once he had it under control and walked slowly to where the figure lay.

With each step that he took, his heart was thumping so loud in his chest, that he thought it would fall out in the next minute.

His mind which was earlier unsettled became very disarrayed, as the thought of what just happened kept replaying in his foggy mind.

He peeped at the figure which he now confirmed was a woman who was probably middle-aged.

He instantly confirmed his fears as he saw the woman lying on the floor right before his car.

He just hit a person! Was she dead?