Hazel stared at his retreating back and grimaced. s**t. She completely forgot that she was supposed to tell him about this. So much happened this weekend that it almost slipped her mind. How the f**k does he knows by the way? Who told him? And what was with the hostility between Damien and Richard? She frowned and walking over, knocked at Richard's door. For now she was given the job at the reception desk at his floor.
His secretary, Marcus made a quick work of making her understand what she was supposed to do and how and so far it wasn't that difficult. And hands down it was infinitely better than working at the pizza shop and making deliveries all day in this scorching heat. Plus, not every customer was friendly. She has to deal with some incessant perverts as well. Especially the horn
