Entangled With The Billionaire Brothers

“GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!” the manager roared with bloodshot eyes trained on Amelia. Amelia felt her whole world crashing down, it felt like someone drenched her with a bucket of cold water out of nowhere. She dropped to her knees, pleading. “Please, don't do this to me. I need this job.” The manager had a cold and impassive expression on his face, obviously unaffected by her pleas. “Take your clothes off or get out.” Amelia knew she could not do it and stood up, sniffling. She left the office, pondering about how she was gonna settle the outstanding loans and her rent. Walking home, Amelia thought about how her life had been till that moment. She had a rough childhood while growing up, losing her parents in a car accident and her aunt to cancer when she was 18. She had to do one menial job to another to get through college and she took student loans to study Business administration at the University. Time was running out on paying the loans as well as her rent and now, she was jobless because she wouldn’t sleep with the manager. She felt so helpless. Her phone rang and she sighed; it was her best friend, Maya, calling. Maya always just knew the right time to pop up. “Hi, Bestieeee.” Maya shrieked into the phone. Amelia rolled her eyes with a weak smile. “Hi, Maya. How are you doing?” Maya noticed the sadness in her voice and immediately became worried. “What's wrong, babes?? Why do you sound so gloomy?” Amelia sniffled. “Maya, he sacked me. He told me to strip and I-I couldn't j-just do it. W-What do I do n-now?” “Please, stop crying, babes, everything will be fine, I promise. I am at work right now but I will come over right after work, okay? Wipe your tears, please.” Amelia felt slightly better and mustered the little strength she could to continue the walk home. ********************* Alessandro Russo sighted his secretary, irresponsibly dressed. This was the third time this week she was dressing indecently. He gave her a warning earlier but obviously, she didn't want to listen. He’d have to do it the hard way then, he mentally noted. He was used to women being like this around him and frankly, it was exhausting. Alessandro Russo was the definition of every woman’s wet dream. 6’5, piercing cold ocean-blue eyes, chiseled jawline, broad shoulders, and dimples that rarely showed until he smiled. He was a no-nonsense person, never mixed business with pleasure, and avoided being in the tabloids for anything that could tarnish his reputation. He always made sure any female he got involved with even signed an NDA, he didn't do relationships either. Ever since his wife died, he hasn't felt an inkling of feeling for any other woman and he intended to keep it that way. He didn't want any emotional stress, he had enough on his plate already. He pressed the intercom, calling for his secretary. When she sassily catwalked in, Alessandro didn't take his eyes off his screen. He handed her an envelope, containing a sack letter. “You are laid off.” There was pin-drop silence in the room. The secretary stood transfixed, trying to make sense of what just happened. “W-what did you say, sir?” Alessandro looked straight into her eyes, his ocean-blue eyes devoid of any emotions. “I. Said. You. Are. Laid. Off. Do I need to repeat myself?” “B-but what is my offense, Sir?” “I like my workers prim and proper. You have been dressing indecently lately, I warned you about it once but you paid it no mind. Clear your desk.” Alessandro said, returning his gaze to his computer, not sparing her a second glance. She could sense Alessandro was done talking and his mind was made up. She knew better than to beg. Downcast, she dropped her keycard on his table and left his office. Alessandro proceeded to put in a job offer for a new secretary on LinkedIn. It was a Friday, he checked the time on his Rolex and saw that time was far spent already. He needed to unwind, he decided to go to the club. *********************** Amelia finally got home and took a shower. After her shower, she opened her LinkedIn app, looking for jobs as the deadline her landlord gave her for the payment of her rent was closing in. She saw the secretary offer from Russo and Co’s, her credentials matched the job requirements. Punctuality, decent dressing, and being organized were the other requirements. The pay was very attractive too. She applied, unsure about getting the job but it was worth a try. A knock resounded on her door, she peeked through the door’s peephole and saw Maya. Immediately she opened the door, she was engulfed in a big hug. Maya always smelt good. She snuggled more into the embrace. “Hi, Bestieeee. I brought Chinese food. Your favorite.” Maya said, with a big grin. A tear slipped from Amelia’s eyes but she quickly wiped it off, making sure Maya didn't see it. Maya had been her best friend since college, she was the only one she had when she lost her aunt. They did almost everything together. It was like they were sisters. Their friendship was all she had left. They settled down to eat and Maya filled her in on her day, ranting about her co-workers. After clearing their plates, Amelia put on a movie. Two minutes into the movie, Maya groaned. “I'm boredddd, Bestie. Let's go out, it's Friday night.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “I am not in that headspace, Maya. Let's just watch this movie and go to bed afterwards.” “No, you need this night out. You need to cheer up, I just can't let you stay in here and sulk. We are going to the club, I know a good one. Get dressed.” Amelia thought about it and realized she truly needed a night out. She needed to get drunk and forget all her worries even if it was only for a night. “Okay, but I have nothing to wear, Maya.” “Oh, don't worry about all that, I came prepared.” Maya said, with a mischievous smirk. She pulled out a slutty red mini dress from her carry-on bag. “Ta-da!” Amelia gasped. “Maya, if I bend over, they’d literally see my panties, I can't even wear a bra in that.” Maya rolled her eyes. “Don't be such a prude, you need to feel sexy tonight.” Maya was right. She needed to feel different tonight. Sexy. Confident. Attractive. ********************** When they got to the club, it was in full rave mode. Loud music, disco lights, and sweating bodies. It was a sight to behold. Maya sighted a friend and told her she had to go say hello, leaving her having to navigate through the crowd herself. Amelia didn't mind, she planned to enjoy tonight anyway. She navigated her way through the sea of bodies dancing to get to the bar. She could feel the energy in the club, it felt amazing. She got to the bar and ordered shots of tequila. She took three shots and she could feel the urge to dance already. She wondered where Maya was but she pushed the thought to the back of her mind. She planned to enjoy tonight as long as it lasted. She stared into the crowd of dancing bodies and unconsciously locked eyes with cold mesmerizing ocean-blue eyes. She felt everything around her pause. She felt it was the alcohol getting to her. The man was staring intently at her, he was sitting in the VIP section yet it felt like he was standing right in front of her. He drained the contents of his glass and took long strides towards her. She gulped harshly, feeling like a deer caught in the headlights.