My virtual assistant is going to find out who’s boss…

I own the f*cking corporation, but I can’t get decent help… …apart from Olivia.
She’s been my backup assistant for years, working remotely in the middle of nowhere.
I’ll pay her double, give her days off, anything to meet this deadline.
I just don’t need another distraction.
I’ve never met Olivia, but I have a feeling that she’s a middle-aged spinster with a dozen cats.
Perfect for keeping me out of trouble.
There’ll definitely be no temptation.
Until, Olivia walks into my office, and she’s an emerald-eyed bombshell.
I shake my head thinking, I’m in big trouble.
My c**k jerks up saying, “Oh, yes you are!”