Molten Chocolate
New Adult
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"What happened last night was a mistake. We both had too much to drink and one thing led to another. It was an act of alcohol and nothing more. I don't have any feelings for you whatsoever. You're my employee and that's all you'll ever be." - Evan Hollen Taking in his father's footsteps, Evan Hollen became successful and the new CEO of Hollen Tower at the age of twenty five. His handsome features made him a catch with the ladies, and he played the field with them because he wanted nothing more. He was heartless and selfish. But, through his arrogance and egotistical ways, his assistant developed a strong liking to him. Then, one fateful night together, everything changed.
Chapter 1
Jan 17, 2025
Jasmine’s POV
“This can’t be the proposition she was going on and on about for weeks with her annoying ass voice, which always makes my damn ears ring! Miss. Rhino can’t be serious! This has absolutely no benefits nor profits behind it and, if we invest, we would be at a loss! I’m not interested in this. Why the hell did I hire her?”
He looked at the documents in the folder on his desk I had brought in for him by his Chief Operating Officer, Miss. Rhino.
"Get Ms. Rhino on the line and tell her to get her arse in my office right now!"
“Yes sir,” I answered sharply.
“And Miss. Blackman, reorganize my schedule for the upcoming week. Cancel that nonsensical meeting with Mr. Hoggers since I’m not interested in investing one billion dollars in his shitty business. Also, fax those documents to the sixth level and proofread these for me before one p.m. And can you send Julia a bouquet of white roses with a note attached to it which reads ′thank you.' And get my father on the line,” he ordered although it may sound like he was asking me.
I nodded, took two stacks of paper from his hands, and exited his office immediately.
I called Miss Rhino and informed her that she was needed in Mr. Hollen’s office.
“Sir, your father is on line one,” I said to him through the phone.
“Mmmh,” he answered back and took the other line.
I ordered the bouquet of white roses and had it delivered to Julia’s apartment. I started faxing the documents to the sixth level, just like what he said.
Afterward, I began to proofread the other stack of papers he had given me. I would call Mr. Hoggers later because I knew he would want to speak to Mr. Hollen directly. And since Mr. Hollen was already on the phone with his father and Miss. Rhino was on the way to see him, he wouldn’t appreciate being distracted by Mr. Hoggers’ call.
Evan Hollen is my boss—a very successful, rich, and powerful one. I have been working for the company for a total of one year. After finishing college, finding a decent, well-paying job within my city was a real struggle. Fortunately, luck was on my side when I stumbled upon an ad in the newspaper for a personal assistant role at Hollen Tower.
Hollen Tower had been established and operated by his father before him, and the company stood as one of the most successful and globally renowned organizations. Great cooperation, solid partnerships, and a body of well-educated, experienced, and trained staff took the company to its highest peak, and Evan Hollen stood above it with his father's relinquished crown and well-deserved titles. He would be damned if someone tried to damage what his father started and worked so hard for. He had the temper of a shark, the personality of a dragon, and the untimely patience of a baby.
But let’s not forget about his best features. His dark silver-grey eyes were everything. His sexy lean body was always carved sharply in his expensive Armani suits.
Okay, you got me. I had the biggest and most unstoppable crush on my boss and I couldn’t help myself. Evan Hollen was too fine not to have a crush on. It’s okay to have a secret crush on a very attractive man, right? Even if he is your boss?
“Miss Blackman! Can I be buzzed in please?” a voice snapped me right out of my lustful thoughts.
Miss Rhino was at my desk—pencils and folders in hands. She was tapping her left foot impatiently on the tiled floor.
“Yes, one moment please,” I responded, putting the images of my boss to the far back of my mind.
I called Mr. Hollen's line and informed him that Miss Rhino was here. After he told me to let her in, I hit the buzzer, and she strolled into his office with her head held high. She always thought she was above everyone else working at Hollen Tower.
I detested the woman to the core. She was a tall, slim figure with pale cream skin, thirty years of age, but she had a penchant for younger men like Mr. Hollen. There had been a rumor circulating about the two of them, but I found that very hard to believe. She still maintained the body of a model, but she was clearly not his type. This woman possessed the personality of a beast, and she held herself in higher regard than everyone else in the company, except, of course, Mr. Hollen. Despite her high-ranking position as the COO, she still had to answer to Mr. Hollen.
I continued to proofread the documents in front of me, making the necessary changes and corrections. I enjoyed my job because it made life easier for Mr. Hollen. He had a personal assistant, but he fired her on the spot when she developed feelings for him and began flirting with him in his office. Since then, he hasn't hired another one. I was the one performing the duties a personal assistant should be doing, in addition to my secretarial duties, but I didn't mind or complain one bit, especially considering that I was being paid double my monthly salary until he hired another personal assistant.
He should get a male assistant who doesn't have a thing for a handsome boss. The ladies always lusted and drooled over him, always wanting his attention and time, always talking about him. He was indeed handsome, one of the most handsome men I've ever laid my eyes on. His skin tone was perfectly tanned, and I often wondered why.
Is his mom a black woman...or does he have black people in his family?
He doesn’t talk about his parents much and he doesn’t like the beach and the outdoors much either, so why the naturally tanned skin?
Half an hour later, I was already finished. I was a quick but assertive employee. I had to be because the boss hated it when his employees were goofing off on the job or failed to meet his deadlines. My deadline was set for 1 P.M.
I looked up at the wall clock; it showed fifteen minutes to one. Then, Miss Rhino barged out of his office and stormed past me with a frown and an unpleasant look on her face. I peeled myself off the chair and knocked on his office door afterward.
"Come in, Miss Blackman," he spoke. His voice was like 'Shawn Mendes' to my ears. I heaved a smile and walked into his office.
“Here are the papers you asked me to proofread. I’ve made the necessary changes and corrections for you. Before I leave for lunch, I would get Mr. Hoggers on the phone because I strongly believe he would request to speak to you.”
“Mmmh. I’ve been thinking about something,” he began, leaning back in his big leather chair and staring at me with those beautiful, grey, luminous orbs.
I swallowed my fear, but his eyes were easy to read. One thing I quickly learned when I began working here was that his eyes were a tell. I avoided trouble, refrained from getting mixed up in gossip, and stayed away from the wrong crowd. I couldn't afford to lose my job anytime soon; it paid very well, and both my mom and my younger sister depended on me. My mom had a lung condition, and my younger sister was still in college, relying on me for financial support. It was just the two of us living together in my apartment in the city.
Recently, my mother’s condition had gotten worse but with the medication and treatment I was managing to pay for, she always pulled through and felt better again.
"How would you feel about becoming my personal assistant, and I'll bring someone in to fill your current position?"
I was dumbfounded for a moment.
Me? As his personal assistant? I would be honored.
Personal assistants had a higher salary than basic secretaries, and I couldn't juggle both roles forever. So, naturally, I was going to choose the one with the higher income. It wasn’t just about the money though, I had the knowledge, skills, and levels to be his personal assistant and that was what I had applied for at the very beginning. Too bad the position had already been filled, however, since my resume was so impressive and captivating, Mr. Hollen didn’t want me to work anywhere else but Hollen Tower...so he hired me as his secretary.
I worked my tail off in high school and all throughout college. I hardly had time for boyfriends and dates and fun. My mom had the lung condition since the beginning of my high school year but it wasn’t as bad back then as it was now. She managed to work and she supported me in every way a child needed support from their parent. I never knew my dad, and my mom never talked about him much. She would only mention him when I asked about him but as I grew older, I saw the pain in her eyes every time. So, I stopped when I understood what he had done.
The bottom line, she was there for me then, so it's my turn now to be there for her. If I could make enough money, we could afford to get rid of her condition permanently.
“Thank you Mr. Hollen and I accept the offer, ” I said to him as I beamed a bright smile.
He nodded and gestured for me to leave his presence. He was a man of very few words; he only spoke to me when he was giving commands, and he loathed repeating himself, even to his father and the women he dated.
Don't get me started on those women he usually dated. He was always seen with famous celebrities, or they were constantly throwing themselves at him like prostitutes. The last one he dated, he broke up with her because she was annoying, nagging, and always showed up at his office unannounced. He had a strong aversion to those traits in a woman, and whenever he was finished with them, he would send them white roses.
I don’t get why he does it. Roses are nice, so wouldn’t it just lead the women on even more?
I grabbed my purse, changed into flats, and went to lunch. I always swapped my heels when leaving the office. I hated heels; they were excruciating for my feet. But Hollen Tower had a strict dress code that everyone had to adhere to. Failure to do so would result in being shown the door without any company recommendation or references.
As I walked out, Julia Starlet, a famous movie actress and the woman Mr. Hollen already dumped this morning, walked in.
Molten Chocolate
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