
His assistant, His obsession
The city was louder than Sienna Brooks imagined. Honking cars, blinding lights, and towering buildingsâall a far cry from her quiet hometown where her mother sold pirozhki on a wooden stall by the roadside.
Clutching her worn out leather bag, Sienna stepped off the bus, nerves fluttering in her stomach like butterflies on caffeine. Her mother had scraped together the money for this trip, insisting Sienna chase the opportunityâan assistant role at the prestigious Blackwood Group.
She looked up at the glass skyscraper that pierced the sky like a knife. This is it.
Inside, the marble floors gleamed and the receptionist barely looked up. âName?â she asked.
âSienna Brooks,â she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
After a brief wait, she was ushered into a sleek conference room. The interview was nerve-wracking, but Sienna had always been sharp and eloquent. She leaned into her charm, wit, and genuine determination. Thirty minutes later, she walked out with trembling fingers and a hopeful heart.
The call came two days later.
âYou got the job,â said the HR voice on the other end. âYou start Monday.â
Sienna dropped the phone and screamed into a pillow. Her mother cried and hugged her for five full minutes. That night, they celebrated with homemade pirozhki and sweet tea.
Her first day at Blackwood Group felt like stepping into another world.
Everyone wore polished suits and spoke in clipped, efficient tones. Sienna kept her head down, trying to remember the directions to the executive floor whenâ
Thud.
She bumped into someoneâsolid, tall, and very, very expensive-smelling.
Her files went flying.
âWatch where youâre going,â the man said, voice cold as steel.
âIâm so sorââ Her words died as she looked up.
Jet-black hair, chiseled jawline, grey eyes sharp enough to cut glass. He looked like he belonged on a magazine cover, not walking corporate hallways.
Dante Blackwood.
CEO. Billionaire. Legend.
He looked at her for a split second longer than necessary, eyes narrowing.
âYouâre the new assistant?â
She swallowed. âYes, sir.â
He didnât respond. Just turned and walked off, leaving the scent of expensive cologne and intimidation in his wake.
And just like that, Siennaâs world had changed forever.









