Seduced By My Billionaire Boss

Skylar Evans is in need of a job, like seriously her landlord has just told her that the rent to her two rooms apartment will be increased by next month and she's not ready to sell her red Toyota Corolla car given to her by her ex boyfriend Leon.

Driving through town, she saw an advert seeking for an artist urgently. She decided to stop and make enquires. She opened the door to Thompson's Art Centre, the biggest in the country.

The receptionist was a lady in her mid_twenties maybe around twenty_four to twenty_six years. She was putting on a black body con gown with a multicolor blazer. Since she was sitting down, Skylar couldn't assertain her height but she was really slim.

" Good Morning!!How May I help you?" The receptionist smile widely at Skylar, showing her perfectly groomed teeth.

" Goodmorning" Skylar greeted back smiling, her smile was contagious.

" Please I would like to make an enquiry concerning the vacancy placed outside" Skylar said pointing to the notice board placed directly in front of the building.

" Oh, yes!! it's still open, the interview will be held next week Tuesday, if you would like to apply"

" Thank you very much, I think I will apply for the post, " Skylar said excitedly as she turned to walk back to her car.

"Excuse me" the receptionist's voice stops her on her track, she turns back to meet her with a smile on her face. .

" The Vacancy is strictly for artists" The receptionist smiled questionably at her.

"Oh!" Skylar smiles knowingly as soon as she understood what the receptionist meant.

That was not the first time Skylar has been mistaken for not being an artist. Even after having won many medals due to the numerous paintings she had. Merely looking at her, people take her for a college girl. She is tall, slim and light skinned. Even at 25years, people still mistake for 18. She smiled at the receptionist and turn to walk out.

As she drove home, she couldn't help wondering if she would ever be up to the standard where everyone will appreciate her for who she is not for what she has.

***

The interview

Thompson's Art centre was filled up with artists all with their unique artwork to prove that they were artists. Some of them Skylar could remember due to their outstanding work while some were upcoming artists.

Skylar was scared because she knows that most of the people here were more qualified than her. She was number forty which was the last number. Apparently, many people had applied before she could see the advert.

Many people had gone in before her and they all came out with the same facial expressions, Skylar guess the big boss is picky when it comes to his artist, the next number thirty nine was called, that's when Skykar became very scared.

She really needs this job, she doesn't know what else to do, the design sites she does sell her paintings have gone bankrupt, that's why she has to get this job.

"Miss Evans, you can go in now" The receptionist called to her, seeing no response from her, the receptionist moved closer and tapped her lightly on the shoulder as she smiled at her "You can go in now".

Skylar smiles appreciatively at the receptionist as she stands up, gathering her bag and files she walks up to the CEO's office and knocks as she braces herself for what to come next.

Hearing a faint 'Come in', she pushes open the door and stops short, her heart pounding heavily in her chest as she regards the handsome young man in front of her.

She thought CEOs were supposed to be older, plump with pot belly but the man in front of her was young with dark short curly hairs which were trim and parted in the middle, his brown eyes pairs deeply past her body into her soul as she shivered nervously in his presence.

Skylar stood in front of him as everything she had practiced went out of the window" Have your seat, Miss or Mrs___" Vino sat back down and regarded the beauty in front of him.

He has not been one to get attracted to women rather they do to him but ever since she walked in, she has left him in turmoil as he struggled to concentrate on what she was saying when he saw her lips moving.

"Pardon, what were you saying?"Vino forces himself to focus as he schooled his expression back to neutral.

"It's okay, I was saying that I'm Skylar Evans(Miss) and I would like to apply for the position of an art assistant in your company " Skylar blabbers on nervously, she wanted to be done with this fast as she didn't trust herself in his presence.

"Oh! You are the last applicant, right?" Vino asked her as his brows twitch in a frowning, a second there he thought she was just a client. Too bad he has been thinking of asking her out after their business deal but now that she will be his employee, he can't do that anymore.

"Yes sir, " Skylar answers as she bends to retract her portfolio which was lying in her bag. Vino gulps nervously, as her bending down has caused her camisole to go down an inch, exposing her cleavage for him to see.

"Is she seducing me? No, she can't, she doesn't know me, why will she?" Vino thought to himself as he struggled to control his breathing which has escalated on seeing her cleavage.

"Here is my portfolio sir, if you could just take a look, you will find that I'm worthy to work in your company" Skylar sat back down, smoothing her dress, she thrusts the portfolio at Vino who was unhappily frowning, the cleavage was no longer exposed to him.

"There will be no need for that, you are hired. Stop by at the receptionist, she will feel you in on what to do" Vino said as he began to gather files from his table into his back, any minute more with Miss danger here could cost him his long years of principles and reputation.

"Really! Thank you sir, " Skylar smiles happily, her lips curled up exposing the dimple on her cheek. Vino sat fixated on her face, staring at the small mole which has got his focus.

"Sir, is there anything on my face?" Skylar said as her hands raised involuntary to cover her face.

"No, nothing and please drop the sir, my name is Vino"

Vino rushed to correct himself, immediately he saw the way she looked at him disgusted " No, I don't mean that way, everyone around here calls me Vino, sir makes me look older" Vino explained himself and smiled when he saw her face relax.

"That's okay by me, then you can call me Skylar since we are doing informal" Skylar smiles at him, for a second there she thought he was hitting on her, not that she wouldn't want that.

"Skylar, it is then, " Vino said, pronouncing her name like his life depended on it, he watches her face, her mouth open slightly as she sucks in breath. Vino's eyes darken in response as he smiles inwardly, glad to know that he is not the only one affected.

They both stares into each other eyes as the communicated what they would love to do to each other with their eyes, Vino stood abruptly breaking the sexual tension in the room as he grabs his bag and jacket from the stand" See you on Monday Skylar, have a pleasant weekend"

Skylar stood up smiling as she mask the hurt in her face from him dismissing her like a trash, she walked slowly to the door and opened without a second glance she stepped out and ran to the comfort of her car.

She never knew she could ever be affected by any man and she never believed in love at first sight but seeing Vino and looking into his eyes, Skylar knows that he wanted her as much as she wanted him but is she ready to risk it?.

Leon had left her with a shattered heart and she had not finished gathering up the pieces of her broken heart now this, Can she ever open her heart again to love?

With this thought in her mind, Skylar put on the ignition and pulled the car out of the parking lot and drove to her apartment which was not far from where she lived. Parking the car on her front porch, she let herself in with her keys, kicking off clothes she had scattered on the floor this morning in her rush to get to the office. She went into the bathroom to shower and change.

Skylar Evans is a half orphan, having lost her dad in a terrible accident since she was seven, her mom single handedly raised her. Even though there were times she missed her dad, she always looked for a father figure in her boyfriend which was one of the reasons why her relationship with Jose failed.

Skylar showered, ate and sat down on her bed to read a chapter of her favorite novel, but she couldn't concentrate as all she could imagine was a brown eyes man staring into her, making her feel things she would never have imagined that she could feel.

"Good morning, Mr Thompson" Skylar greeted the boss the next morning in her office, her heart skip a beat even when she had stayed up last night vowing not to fall for the boss.

"Good morning, Miss Williams" Vino replied smiling as he walked into her office with a hand inside the pocket of his trouser, he looked like he had just walked out from a magazine cover.

"I have a job for you, there's an art center just out of town, we've been given a contract to paint a mural and also supply the center with valuable artifacts. That will be your first assignment, Daniel will take you there and you will find everything you'll need at the site. Any questions?"

"None, Mr Thompson"

"That will be all for now, " Vino said as he lingers in her office trying to strike another conversation with her but seeing that she was in her professional mood, he reluntantly walked out, closing the door quietly behind him.

Skylar heave a sigh of relief when she saw him leave, she nearly begged him to stay, "what is it about him that put her on edge?" she wondered as she picked up her bag and walk out to meet Mr. Daniel, the company's driver.

True to his words, on getting to the site everything was there from the paint to the brushes but she's left with the question of what to paint, since it's an art center probably for tourist attraction, she decided to paint a mural about a young boy who has given up hope on life, but against all odds strive to achieve success in life.

She was so happy when she had gotten the inspiration, Mr. Daniel helped her to fix the ladder and everything else she needed before he left her alone.

Finally, the painting is done, she couldn't believe that she has been painting for six hours, below the painting she wrote:

"People will find you, but they don't define you, You will find people who help redesign you, you are a work of art.You can't be perfect cos nobody is perfect. There's nobody in the world like you"

Then she arranges the different artifacts Linda the receptionist has given her that morning "I hope this is okay for the exhibition on Saturday, maybe I should call my boss to come check " she said as she got into her car and drove to the office.

It was late already when she got to the office, Linda was close for the day but she met the door to her boss's office slightly open, he was sketching something on a book as she raised her hand to knock.

"Yes. Come in " Vino called, dropping the pencil and closing the sketch book as he turned to look at Skylar as she walks in, she looks tired, he reprimands himself for letting her work so late.

"I trust you met everything you needed at site "he raised an eyebrow at her as she was still standing at the door like she couldn't bear to be in his presence.

"Yes sir. I'm through with the work but I wanted you to check it before the exhibition day so that if there's any correction I can change it before then"

"There will be no need for that. I trust your judgment and I believe you've done a good job"

"Thank you sir" Skylar replied smiling. That was the first time someone has complimented her except from her mom and has taken her work seriously. But the smile fell from her face immediately she saw Vino frowning and looking like he couldn't wait to get rid of her.

"I want you to stop calling me sir. My name is Vino, I thought I told you that when you came for the interview"

"Yes sir. Actually Vino is a nice name" she visibly relaxed

He likes the way she rolls his name in her tongue before pronouncing it out.

"That will be all for now. And you know you will be requested to attend".

"Me. Why?"

"Because you're the artist and I don't take credit for work I didnt do. If you will excuse me I have work to do". That was Skylar's cue to leave as she closed the door loudly, her heels sounding on the floor as she walked faster to her car.

"If you will excuse me I have work to do" she mimicked Vino's tone and rolled her eyes as she opened the door to her car and got in jamming the door angrily. She was so angry and she didn't even know why.

****

Skylar walked into the exhibition center which was filled up with influential people, actors and actresses, Models, CEO, artists who were all putting on expensive dresses for tonight and even the men were not left out as they looked handsome in their tuxedo.

Skylar was glad she had chosen the red bare back gown with a black stiletto heel which was as expensive as the gown and almost cost her a lot. She knew she looked beautiful tonight. Everyone was admiring the artifacts which consist of jewelries from different big organizations for the auction tonight and the mural which Skylar has painted.

"I think everyone loves your painting" Skylar froze, immediately she heard his breath on her bare back. She would recognize that voice anywhere in the world as she turned to greet him with a smile but the smell fell from her face when she noticed a beautiful woman on his arm.

"Really?. I was kind of nervous before. But I can relax now knowing they all love it" she forced a smile on her face as she acknowledged the woman beside him with a nod. The woman barely glanced at her as all attention was on Vino.

"Don't be nervous, I love it, " Vino was saying to her as she broke her gaze from his woman to meet him. Her breath caught as she stared into his eyes, mesmerized by him. Vino breaks eye contact as he turns to whisper something to his companion and the latter blush badly.

"What makes you..........." Vino couldn't complete the sentence because he was called up to the stage. Leaving her with Camille his date for tonight.

"Wow!!. Mr. Vino Thompson, You've done a really good job I must say, I love the mural the more.What makes you choose that theme." Mr. Ernesto Cruz said to him. He was a spanish business tycoon and the owner of the art center in New York.

Skylar tunes out on them as she turns to she's turned to listen to what Camille was asking her.

"How do you know Vino?" Camille was asking her as Skylar looked at her uninterested but she answered anyway.

"I work for him and ....." she couldn't complete it because Camille cut her off

"What!!?" she shouted sounded shocked " You work for him?" she smirked and laughed.

"For a second there, I thought there was something between you two because of the way you look at each other but he doesn't do employees. So if you like him I will advise you to look elsewhere cos Vino can never date you"

Skylar was sad when she heard that she and Vino can never date. She has started developing feelings for him and now to have her hope squashed. She turned to Camille who was smiling and smirking to herself, she thought on what she could do to get back at her.

"And how sure are you that he has not already taken me to bed?" Skylar said sweetly to her ear. She smiles proudly when she saw Camille's reactions.

"What?" Camille shouted looking at her like she was bluffing but when she saw the serious expression on Skylar's face. She stormed away angrily to the bar to get a drink.

"Drink to that Bitch" Skylar smiles proud of herself and turns to see Vino on the stage looking handsome as ever.

"Miss Skylar Evans" Mr Ernesto Cruz called her while everyone applauded for her. Apparently, while she and Camille were talking, Vino had told everyone that she painted the mural and now they all want to know while she chose the theme.

****

SKYLAR

I was so nervous when I got to the stage. Vino gave the Mic and held my hand a little bit like he was telling me that he was there for me. I smile happily, nobody has ever cared for me like this before but when I remember that he doesn't do employee work. I frown and walk away from him angrily.

"Good evening Ladies and gentlemen, the mural was painted by me and it tells the story of a young orphan boy who was alone in this world full of millions of people, this feeling made him lose hope and focus in life. But one day, a lady saw the potential in him and took him in, loved and nurtured him, thought him to believe in himself and he later became successful just because someone was there for him. The moral lesson of that story is that if you can't help someone, don't make them feel inferior and don't try to change how a person is because nobody is perfect and nobody is youer than you"

Everyone claps for me as I step down from the stage. Some were in tears. I walked to stand alone, cos Vino was with Camille and they were making out at the far corner of the hall where the light was dim.

"That was a very good mural, Miss Evans. I'm sure that every tourists that walk into this place will gain a thing or two from it" Mr Ernesto Cruz said as the emcee started calling the auction product. I walked out to the garden and sat at one swing in the corner gazing at the moon and stars as I tried to console my broken heart.

I didn't know that Vino followed me until he sat down beside me on the swing.

"That was a very good speech miss Evans" he said as he turned to face me, he saw the tears in my eyes and tried to wipe it, making me froze as his hand came in contact with my skin.

Electric current flows through me as he gazes down at me with lust in his eyes. And then he connected his lips with mine, sending butterflies to my stomach.

At first it was a slow kiss but it soon turned rough, his hands going to my boobs as I returned his kiss passionately.

The ringing of his phone brought us back to reality as Vino immediately stood up and left without saying anything. I sat down on the swing as I tried to bring back my erratic beating heart to normal. With tears forming in my eyes I stood up and went to where I parked my car and drove home.

****

VINO

I watch her as she walks to the stage. I can feel that she's nervous as I handed her the mic I held onto her hand a little bit trying to let her know that I was there for her but she walked angrily away from me and I don't even know why.

Immediately, I stepped away from the stage where I met Camille at the bar drinking.

"What's wrong with you Camille?" I scowl at her, she's always decent, I don't know what has gotten into her.

"Why don't you ask your whore employee?" she screams at me. I drag her to the far corner of the room where the light was dim, I notice Skylar's eyes on me, I turn to look at her staring at me. I slammed my lips on Camille 's and she was ready for me to take her there. I broke the kiss and turned to see Skylar walking to the garden. I followed her after I put Camille into the car and told her to wait for me.

On getting there, I met her sitting on a swing so I sat down beside her"That was a very good speech, Miss Evans' ' I complimented her but I noticed she wasn't saying anything, I turned to look at her and froze.

She was crying. My heart bled for her as I raised my hand to wipe the tears, immediately my hand connected with her soft skin, I froze electric current was scorching through me as I glimpsed the vulnerability in her.

I connected my lips with her, just wanting to comfort her but the kiss soon turned heated as I ran my hands through her boobs and she kissed my back passionately. The ringing of my phone brought me back to what I was doing, I walked away from her cos I didn't trust myself if I should stay another second in her presence.

I immediately went to my car, Camille was already sleeping as I drove us home.

I woke up very late the next day, as the event of the night came rushing to my head. I blush red as I remember the taste of his lips on mine. I rub my fingers across my lips as I close my eyes to savor his taste.

I open my eyes quickly when I remember Camille's word that he doesn't date employees. The tiny hope I had dies immediately. I stood up sluggishly from the bed and went to the bathroom to shower. Today being Sunday, I have promised mom that I will visit her today.

I dressed quickly in a yellow off shoulder gown with a nude sandals and walked into the sitting room to get my car keys. Opening the car door I got in and drove all the way to my mom's place.

I arrived at my mom's to see her in her flower shop tending to flowers. My mom is the only person on planet earth that is addicted to flowers.

Opening the glass door, the scent of flowers greeted me as I smiled, closing my eyes to savor the scent. I've missed this so much. My mom walk out of her office immediately she heard the door opening, "Skylar darling, how are you?" She hugged me tightly, it's been ages since I last saw her and she hasn't changed one bit.

"Mom! I'm fine" I replied, hugging her back before I sat down on the couch beside her while she kept staring at me with surprise on her face.

"Mom! " I asked her, smiling "What is it?"

"I'm just surprised you came to visit me today, considering that I've been begging you for ages now "

"Whatever mom, " I said, rolling my eyes as I stood up to go take a drink from the freezer.

"Anything new with you " She asked me as she sip the drink I gave to her.

"Nothing new mom. Ha! Yes, I got a new job and the pay is good" I told her, smiling.

"That's nice then. What kind of job is it?" Mom asked me.

"Same old kind. I got a job as an assistant artist in a big company " I replied shrugging " What's going on with you mom?

"Nothing, just me and my flowers. Any new guy in your life now" Mom asked looking at me. I avoided her eyes as I wonder if I should tell her or not..

"Kind of" I reply after sometimes, she raises her eyebrows at me surprised silently urging me to continue. I scoff at her, did she think it will take forever for me to move on from Leon?.

"But he does not love me back " I continued as I tried to avoid her eyes.

She gasps at me " Why did you think so darling?"

"Because he's my boss and he doesn't do employees. So I've heard". I reply trying to show her that it doesn't affect me in any way.

"Really?" Mom asked looking at me telling me with her eyes that she knows how badly I'm affected by it. She is the only person that knows me more than I know myself.

"Yes mom. Anyway, let's leave that, I miss you so much" I said smiling at her. I went to hug her. I'm so happy I came to see her today instead of sulking all day at home.

"Mom, guess what?" I said, smiling as I stared at her. She looked at me curiously

"What is going to be more exciting than you telling me that you are in love with your boss"

"Mom!" I exclaim, embarrassed with a slight pink blush on my cheeks. I can't believe she just said that.

"Fine. Tell me already, you know I'm not good with this your guessing game" She said as she went behind the counter to arrange the flowers.

"Okay fine, I will tell you. Vino kissed me yesterday at the party" I said avoiding her eyes, I wouldn't want her to judge me. I don't even know why I said that.

"What?. You went to a party yesterday?" Mom asked shocked with her mouth open.

"Yes but it's not that kind of party you are imagining mom. It's a company's party" I replied as she snorted at me. I stuck my tongue back at her.

"I don't know what to make of it since he doesn't do employees but I felt I need to get it off my chest. You know" I continue bitterly trying to make of the kiss we had. What does it mean?.

Mom came over to hug me as she whispered to me " It's alright honey. I'm sure you will figure it out" I sigh heavily as I hug her back.

"Yes mom, I hope so too. I'm hungry mom, what did you cook? " I ask her as I search around for a lunch box or something to eat.

"Go and check for yourself at home " She waves me off to concentrate on her flower arrangement.

My mom's house is an extension of the shop not very far. A white bungalow with a small picket fence. She's so lucky that she stays in a safe neighborhood. I wouldn't want to imagine what could happen to her at night.

I opened the door and walked in as the smell of flowers greeted me. I shake my head, smiling mom and flowers. I'm really surprised she didn't name me with anything flowerish like Darcy, Lilly. I shudder from the thought of me with such a name.

I kick off my shoes and walk barefooted to the kitchen and dish out fried rice and salad for myself taking it with me to the dining, I sit down and take a spoonful of it into my mouth.

"Oh! Yummy!" I said smiling to myself. How I've missed mom's cooking.

" I see you are enjoying yourself " Mon smiles as she stands in the doorway to the dining with her hands folded across her chest. I didn't hear her come in, guess I was preoccupied with my thoughts.

"Yes mom. I've missed this so much" I said to her as I take another spoonful of rice into my mouth.

She walk in into the kitchen and sat next to me watching me curiously as I rush the food hurriedly " be careful else you cho___" she couldn't complete her sentence as I went into round of coughing and fanning air into my mouth

Mom stood up as she came over to rub my back before handing me a glass of water. I took a sip of it and relaxed" I told you to be careful. I don't know why you are rushing the food" she said after I had calmed down.

"I need to be home early. I need to clean my room and pick my dress for work tomorrow. I don't want to be late" I replied as I took another spoonful of rice into my mouth but this time I chewed it properly but swallowed it. I don't want to choke on it again.

"That's great honey!. I see you are getting better in the ' cleaning' department " Mom smiles as she emphasizes the 'clean'. I roll my eyes at her, not a bit affected by what she said. It's not my fault that I don't have enough time to waste cleaning my room when I have someone to do that for me.

"Mom! You know I don't like cleaning " I replied sticking my tongue out at her.

She laughs and watches as I take my plate into the kitchen to wash them, I stack them neatly in the dish drain to dry while I wipe my hands with the kitchen towel and go out to bade my mom goodbye.

"Mom! I got to go " I called to her. She walks out of her room just as I grab my bag and turns to walk out of the door.

"Okay honey. Take care of yourself " Mom said, pecking me on the cheek and waving at me while I walked over to my car which was parked in front of the flower shop.

"And Skylar" Mom called out to me. I paused as I was about opening my car door.

I turn to shoot her a questioning glance " Yes mom"

"Go get your man. I'm sure he loves you too" Mom said smiling. She's talking like Vino is an ordinary man I can get not my boss and a fucking billionaire. How does one get such a man?.

I shake my head at her and enter into my car. Backing out of her driveway, I drove home with the thought of one man on my mind. Vino Thompson.

***

Vino

I plunged into her one last time and came undone in her hands. I stood up exhausted as I went into the bathroom to clean myself up.

Walking back into the room, Camille was fast asleep as I walked out of the room into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. I took the coffee and went into my study to get some work done before tomorrow.

Sitting down on my desk, the files were opened before me. I blink twice as I stare into the blank sheet in front of me, thinking of what to write on it. I gave up and took out my phone, my fingers hovering on the dial call while I contemplated on calling Skylar.

The taste of her lips has been on my mind since yesterday still now. She tastes just as I've imagined " Get a grip on yourself Vino. You need to submit this proposal to the board tomorrow " I scolded myself as I shook myself to get rid of the thoughts of Skylar. I forced myself to concentrate on the file in front of me.

Picking up the pen which I had discarded before. I try to write something down. The sound of my phone ringing made me abandon the work completely since no meaningful word came to mind. I picked up my phone to see that it was Mr. Ernesto calling.

"Hello. Vino speaking " I called into the phone immediately I picked it up.

"Hello, Mr. Thompson. I need a favour from you" Mr. Ernesto said going straight to the point. That's one of the things I like about him, he doesn't waste time with pleasantries but rather goes straight to the point.

"Okay. What do you need sir?" I asked him with a hint of curiosity in my voice wondering what he might want since this is the first time he's asking for my help.

"I need to borrow an artist of yours for a week or two" He replied as I went silent on the phone.

"Why? Do you have another art centre to paint?"

"Yes, but it's in Mexico. I need Miss Evans to paint a mural for me since I'm impressed with what she did here" He replies as I frown, running my hand through my hair..

"Okay, " I reply reluctantly as I stroll to the window looking out to the ocean across the street " I will speak to her tomorrow and get back to you"

"Thank you, " Mr. Ernesto said and hung up. I slumped down on the chair. Emptying the already cold coffee in one go I stood up and walk back into the room to get another round of sex before retiring for the night.