Sinful Mates 1-3

　　Tobias is the first to step out of the elevator, he is in his black suit today, accompanied by a white shirt and silver tie. His head is down, staring at his phone. He grabs his coffee off the tray without even glancing up at me and walks directly into his office. Theo on the other hand has a grey suit on, and the top three buttons on his white shirt are undone, exposing part of his chest. I have yet to see him ever as polished as Tobias, or in a tie for that matter. Theo stops, grabs his mug, and has a sip. “Good morning, Imogen,” he says with a wink before walking into his office across from Tobias.

　　I can’t help the blush that creeps up, making my face heat up. I quickly place the tray back in the kitchen before grabbing the tablet off my desk. I hesitantly stand at the door to Tobias office, hoping to god he is in a good mood today. Just before I knock, he sings out.

　　“You going to enter or stand out there all day?” His husky deep voice makes me jump before I open the door enough to quickly slip in. Tobias is sitting at his desk, fingers typing away at his laptop. He still hasn’t looked up. I stand there moving from foot to foot awkwardly. I find Mr Kane very intimidating, he is always so formal, so serious. When I haven’t spoken, he looks up, his eyes pinning me where I stand. My hands tremble slightly at his intense gaze. He cocks his head to the side waiting for me to speak, snapping me to my senses. I step forward, clutching the tablet in my hands like a shield while checking his schedule.

　　“You have a meeting at 12 with Mr Jacobs. I have also forwarded the proposals ready for your meeting, and I am sending through now the emails received in reply to the conference meeting you held last Thursday.”

　　“Is that all?”

　　“No sir, I need you to sign off on the charity fundraiser for the hospital.”

　　“So where is the document?”

myself. I hold my finger

out and retrieve the document before sliding it on the desk in front of him. He instantly signs it before passing it back to me, not even looking at me

a little paler than his normal golden tan. I stare off in space, completely forgetting what I’m supposed to be doing, too busy admiring my

sorry sir.” I stumble over the words. He shakes his head and I hear him chuckle. I turn around embarrassed, running from the room

even forgotten to breathe. The last time it happened, I passed out. To be fair, I hadn’t eaten so my brain was already mush. I awoke to Theo’s concerned face leaning over me, all while Tobias just stared at me like I was mentally challenged. Like seriously who forgets to

why no one wants this job. It is incredibly hard to focus on work around them, they can become a distraction without meaning to. I also find Mr Kane can be quite horrible. I don’t think he realises the nasty things he says when he is angry. Luckily for him I have tough skin and desperately need this job. I also make sure I have my tablet in my hand every time I do go into his office on the off chance he throws something. I watched him hit the tech guy with a drink bottle once when he was in a fit of rage. Seriously, the bloke has anger issues and needs some therapy or something. Everyone walks

is surprisingly good and easy, plus it pays well. Not much physical activity unless you count answering phones and carrying files. The only demanding thing is the hours. I am literally on call 24/7. I’m not just their secretary but also a personal assistant, not that they get me to do much unless it is work related. The hours can be ghastly at times, like working to early hours of the morning

printer makes a beep before an error code comes up. The paper tray is empty. Bending down, I open up the door on the printer and remove the tray before going to the draw

I sigh when I see where it has been placed. Some moron has decided to stack it on the top shelf. Pulling the step ladder out from behind the door, I sit on it and I take

calms down, I become quickly aware of the hand that is grasping my ass. Looking down, I see Theo’s hand holding me

He seems to notice where he has grabbed me. A slight smirk creeps its way onto his face. The feel of his large hand on me makes me blush, an unfamiliar feeling washes over me. What’s wrong with me? I have to fight