Her Billionaire Boss

The Trip

It was about 6 a.m when a knock on the door woke me up. Still half a sleep I got out of bed and made my way to the door and opened it. It was Ava,

"good morning I'm here to pack for suitcases for the trip." she said

"what trip?" I asked at that point I was fully awake.

"to Paris with Mr. Clarke." she replied smiling

Such a sweet lady I thought

"okay then I'm going to take a shower." I let her in.

I had several clothes on the bed I didn't know what to wear it was going to be my first time in Paris. I finally decided to wear a white suit with peach pumps and put my hair in a ponytail. At breakfast Samantha complimented my outfit I smiled "thank you sweetheart and if daddy allows it maybe I can take you shopping." I said while we both looked at Mr. Clarke

"Daddy can I go?" she pleaded

"sure how can I say no to my baby girl but after we get back Angel and I are going to Paris to sort out some business." he said and gave her kiss on her forehead.

"that's Alex it's time to go." I heard him say. I told the children to have a good day at school and took up my bags and some more files and went to the car.

While on the way to work he called Becky and told her to tell the guys at the air strip to fuel the jet because we are going to Paris. I stared through the car window thinking about all the attractions Paris had to offer not to mention there food and it is said to be one of the most romantic places. We stopped at a coffee shop and I got four large lattes and I iced coffee for myself. One was for Mr. Clarke, the receptionist who always had a smile, also Andrew and last but not least Becky. I gave her the coffee but she didn't want it. So I offered it to one of the office attendants. They are more nicer than Becky. We were suppose to leave at 11:30 because it was going to be a long flight. I was getting an apple from the break when a slim blonde young lady came up to me "beware of Becky." she said while fixing her glasses. I was about to say something when Mr. Clarke came in and told me that Alex was down stairs waiting. I followed him out. "Do yo have all the documents I asked you to look through yesterday." he said

"yes sir." I replied like a shy little girl.

We reached the air strip and he introduced me to a man whose name was Brandon he was way more muscular than Alex. Than we got on the plane. He was mostly on his laptop but I took in the view. It was night when we got there we checked in to his penthouse suite at the 'Maison Albar Hotels Le Pont-Neuf' Hotel. I was jet logged that I just took a hot bath and went to bed.

to be continued