Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Gabriel Williams had been curious about the woman who worked for him. She delivered his mail on the daily, but he was struck by the brunette’s natural beauty and the kindness in her eyes.
Discovering she had a rough time after her parents’ death, he knew he wanted to take care of her, and to right the wrong that was dealt her.
Ever since her parents died, her life had gone downhill. She didn’t expect anyone to help her, but now Gabriel is there. She shouldn’t take his help. She shouldn’t be wanting him. Afterall, she's a virgin.
Nora now she belonged to him. Neither expected their passion to turn to love. But what will happen when Nora is nearly taken from him? Is Gabriel willing to give up everything he has worked for, for the right woman?
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Chapter One
Nora Pierce couldn’t believe what had just happened. She knew she wasn’t the most liked in the office, but for them to push her was bordering on assault. Their taunts never bothered her. This was going too far. Not only had Clarice tripped her, but she’d been carrying hot coffee, which not only spilled on herself, but … Gabriel Williams.
Clarice had pushed her into the boss himself—the billionaire who was not known for his patience and demanded nothing but complete and total hard work from everyone he employed. He didn’t like slackers. Anyone not giving their best was dismissed. No one would even dare test him on how far he would go. It was terrifying. There were so many horror stories.
“Are you all right?” Gabriel asked.
She had fallen right on top of him. The coffee, thankfully, had spilled on her shirt and skirt. It was burning, but she was more mortified about falling on him.
“I am so sorry,” she said. Her cheeks started to heat, and she couldn’t believe what had happened. There went her job in Mailing. She was going to get fired, and all her hopes and dreams would be shattered.
Gabriel owned many successful businesses, and it was well-known that you could go in at the ground floor and work your way right up to the top. She had many dreams, mainly to be independent and never have to live on the streets again. At twenty-five years old, she had struggled.
Nora had lost her parents at eighteen, then an aunt and uncle took everything from her and tossed her out on the streets without enough money to eat. It didn’t matter.
The first eighteen years of her life were a breeze. Her mom and dad were the loves of each other’s lives, and they had loved her, given her a good home and a wonderful life. She was even headed to college at one point.
Until a car accident had landed them all in the hospital.
Her aunt and uncle had taken advantage of her being in a coma and signed everything over to themselves, including her college fund, stripping her of everything.
Pushing those bad memories out of her mind, getting this job had been a dream come true. The only reason it happened was on the day of her interview, an incident occurred, and rather than sit back and do nothing, Nora helped. A disgruntled employee had decided to mix up the mail. It didn’t sound like a huge problem but at the time, someone would have thought a bomb was about to go off. The bomb would be the boss.
She helped to fix it. Without any training she was able to figure out their system and fix it. This was why she was hired. No one needed to stop and offer her training. She was able to do everything without help.
Now, she was going to be fired.
She tried to scramble off him and in her haste, she accidently thrust her knee into his crotch, to which he grunted and she saw the pain on his face.
Crap. Shit. Crap.
This day could not get any worse.
“I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”
In answer, he lifted his thumb.
She winced.
“I am so sorry.”
She got to her feet, and then Gabriel was already up, taking her hand and offering his help. Glancing down at her pristine white shirt, she gritted her teeth. The coffee stain would be impossible to get out. Shit.
“Are you all right?” Gabriel asked.
Nora looked up and nibbled her lip. “I think I should be asking you that question. Are you okay?” she asked. “I didn’t burn you, did I?” She would offer to dry-clean his suit, but it was made by an Italian designer. She would probably have to sell her soul to the Devil to pay for that.
“No, you didn’t. You’re burnt, though. Come on.” He put a hand on her back.
“What?”
“Follow me. You’re burnt. I’ll take care of it.”
She didn’t know exactly what to do. Gabriel was known for being a pain in the ass, a brute, and totally not understanding. This was not the man presenting himself to her today.
There was no point in arguing with him. He was the boss. He knew what he was doing. Nora followed, only for him to stop and turn back to Clarice and her two friends.
“All three of you are fired. Get the hell out of my building before I call the cops and have you thrown out.”
They were already heading toward the elevator. Nora didn’t hear any of them comment or fight. Gabriel’s word was law. There was nothing any of them could do.
On the elevator, she tried not to stare at him. This was the most she had ever spoken to him. Actually, it was the closest she had ever gotten to any man. Being alone on the streets, she learned to hide, to watch, to keep silent, and listen. The men there were dangerous. She’d avoided pimps, drug dealers, and pretty much every nightmare imaginable.