I walked into the security director’s office and shut the door.

“You’re here on time?” My best friend Corey rolled his eyes. “What am I supposed to be doing for you again? Stalking some woman you met?”

“It’s not stalking.”

“Whatever you call it, it’s highly illegal. But since you said it was love at first sight, I guess I can make an exception.”

“First of all, it’s not love. Second of all, I don’t even know who she is.”

“So, why am I hacking into the security footage of Pacific Bay Lounge at seven in the morning?”

I sighed. “Because you’re my best friend and an employee. Don’t act like this is against your morals or something, Corey. You do this all the time.”

“I do, huh?” He laughed. “What’s the time frame?”

“New Year’s Eve between eleven thirty and midnight.”

He began typing away at his keyboard and the twenty massive screens that covered his office wall began to illuminate in grids and static.

My eyes focused on the screens that were now showing people walking in and out of the lounge. “She was wearing a short black dress. Is there any way you could color code this thing by clothes or search for people by their hair color? She’s a redhead.”

He looked at me and raised his eyebrow. The screens started to show the pier action in slow motion. People were lounging on couches, drinking beers, and dancing next to the speakers.

“Wait.” I stepped closer to the screens. “That’s her. Pause it.”

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Olivia is almost forty and Jason is younger-a lot younger. She is divorced because her former best friend was pregnant with her now former husband's baby. Jason Ice is a gorgeous billionaire with an appalling childhood. 
What makes a single and sexy young man fall in love with a mature woman?
Is it a brief hormonal attraction or a late coming soul resonance? 
Are they brave enough to cross the age boundaries?  
Before considering all these questions, they are deeply addicted to each other…..

Office Romance With The Boss.

Chapter 20
Jason was kissing me relentlessly—not giving me a chance to pull away. When he’d taken every ounce of breath that I had, he pushed my dress up past my thighs and positioned me to straddle his lap.
I heard him unbuckling his pants and un-wrapping a condom, so I tried to get up again, but...