“As I’m sure your father already told you, you’ll be working closely with me. You’ll be my special project coordinator, assisting me in the launch of a new line of hair care products. You’ll be involved in all aspects of the launch – product development, consumer research, marketing, sales and finance. ”
Serena was silent for a moment, absorbing it all. Then she said slowly, “My father never told me any of this. It sounds like you plan to work me into the ground.”
“The job will require you to work with various departments. This is what people do, Miss Van Buren. They work for their compensation.” Roman’s voice was unyielding. “You will be expected to carry your weight around here just like everyone else.”
Serena bristled at his tone. “Mr. Steele, I want you to understand something. I don’t need to be here. I’m only here to please my dad so if you think I’m going let you-”
“As my employee you will do as I instruct,” he said coldly. “You may have thought you were coming here on holiday but you’re here to work. And make no mistake, you will deliver.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then be prepared to face the consequences.”
CHAPTER FOUR
“Hello.” Serena’s voice was husky with sleep. She rubbed her eyes and peered at the clock radio on her night stand. Six o’clock. Now who in the world would be calling her at this hour?
“Wake up, sleepy head.” Tammy’s shrill voice was jarring.
Serena put the phone receiver away from her ear and glared at it. She could still hear Tammy’s giggles from afar and she was not amused. She was still frowning as she put the receiver back to her ear.
“Tammy, why are you calling me so early in the morning? This had better be important.” She sighed and shook her head. “Although I have a feeling it’s not.”
“I have Jan on the phone, too,” Tammy said cheerfully, totally ignoring Serena’s annoyed tone. “We’re doing a three way so we can give you the good news together.”
Serena yawned and stretched luxuriously under the down comforter. “What good news?”
“Tammy and I are leaving for Paris next week.” Jan’s voice was breathless.
“What? You’re still going? Without me? We were supposed to do that as a group, as friends.” Serena sat up in the bed, fully awake and peeved at this turn of events. She’d been planning this trip with Tammy and Jan all year and now they were planning to run off without her.
“But Serena, you won’t be free for months. You’re stuck in that job thing you’re doing and we still want to go.” Tammy could not hide the eagerness from her voice.
“We got another girl to join with us,” Jan chimed in. “Remember Kelly Snow? We told her about the trip and she’s crazy about the idea. You know we needed a third person to split the hotel costs.”
“I was supposed to be that third person to help you guys out,” Serena said bitterly. “And now all you do is stab me in the back.”
“There’s no need to be nasty about it,” Jan scolded her. “You’re not available right now and we still want to go. When we get back we can do lots of things together but this might be our last chance to fulfill our dream of exploring Europe. You can go any time you want. All you have to do is ask Daddy. But Tammy and I have to grab this opportunity while we can.”
“I know,” Serena said softly, “and I’m sorry. It’s just that I was so looking forward to doing this with you guys. If I go by myself it won’t be any fun. I just thought you would wait for me.”
“You know we would if we could,” Jan said soothingly. “We’ll make it up to you, Serena. Promise.”
“Just do your best on this job of yours and maybe your dad will be so impressed he’ll give you an even better gift than a trip to Europe.” Tammy’s voice was softer and a little less shrill than usual as she tried to comfort her friend.
“Yeah, that job,” Serena said with a sigh. “It’s only my second day and I hate it already. The personal assistant is bossy and my boss…well, let’s just say he’s definitely not what I expected.”
“I bet he has a paunch and a bald head and gives you googly eyes across the desk.” Tammy had begun to giggle again.
“Not exactly,” Serena said slowly, suddenly not sure she wanted to share everything with her friends. She had boasted so much about how she would ‘wrap the old geezer around her little finger’. Roman Steele was definitely not an old geezer and wrapping him around her little finger was probably going to be as easy as wrapping cold steel around that digit.