YVONNE'S P. O. V
YVONNE'S P. O. V
It felt like a dream.
Not only had I become the CEO’s Executive Personal Officer overnight, but I was also on an all-expenses-paid trip to Italy. And he had made it happen in a flash.
Granted a lot was going on in my life right now. I had called Edgar, texted him, but I wasn't getting any response, and I was...worried.
This wasn't Edgar, and I had a funny feeling about his sudden disappearance, but what conflicted me more, was him.
Mr Voss.
What did he mean by two weeks for us? And why did my body react in strange ways? I shoved my questions aside as the jet touched ground.
I had gone back to working during the flight, all the while painfully aware of the man sitting beside me. His scent of something woody and husky and luxurious, the way his bod
