The Billionaire’s Wake-up-call Girl (Billionaires of Manhattan, #2)

by Annika Martin

An email from Theo Drummond, CEO, Vossameer Inc. Subject line: Query. I slip my phone into my lap and click on the message, heart pounding. To whom it may concern: I’m interested in contracting with you to hire the operator I’m currently working with as a dedicated provider for me and my business. Money is no object. Please call me at your earliest convenience. Sincerely, Theo Drummond, CEO, Vossameer. 1-212-555-1561 He wants me all to himself. My pulse races as I reread it. I don’t know how to feel about it. It’s kind of pushy and entitled. At the same time, it’s flattering. Is he a little bit jealous? Wondering how I talk to my other clients? So he’s just going to buy up all my time. Make me talk to him. And I have no idea what to reply. Obviously the answer is no. Operator Seven is booked—we established that yesterday. But if money is no object, you’d think Hello Morning would find a way to accommodate him. I wring my hands. I tell myself I don’t have to write back right away. Maybe my company is busy calling people around the world. Maybe the CEO is in Bermuda. An hour later, Mr. Drummond sends another email. I’m following up on my previous query, copied below. I’m looking to expedite this process. Please respond at your earliest convenience. My pulse races. I feel like a fugitive. If I keep ignoring him, he’ll just send more emails. Or maybe he’ll try to investigate harder. No, I have to answer. I look around for Sasha, and then I pull out my phone and hit reply. Dear...