Caesar went in his office, taking off trench coat that had fur covering the collar, hanging it on his coat rack by his chair before sitting down and sighing.

He knew that she would start her first day today. And he was hoping that this idea of getting a secretary would actually help him.

She knocked and came in. She was drop dead gorgeous with that pencil skirt on. "Ms. Yanna, it's a pleasure to finally see you." He smirked and stood, his thick Russian accent coming in hot.