Wanting It All: Michael and Sarah Read Online Free

have to say it? And it would be great for you to remember I’m the boss here and your ass should have some respect. Who were they from? No, never mind, they must be from your fiancé.” She looked down at her desk to hide the fact that she was rolling her eyes at me, brat. I waited for a chance to speak to her, to see her daily, and all I’d been getting was shit from her. Granted she was one hell of an assistant, but she couldn’t stand me, and it was starting to wear on me. I have wanted her since I saw her at her aunt’s party, and the feeling hadn’t gone away. I couldn’t even look at another woman, yet little ol’ Sarah here had a fiancé. Well, I hadn’t heard that it was official yet, but I distinctly remember the fuck talking about waiting for her to finish school to get engaged. I didn’t see a ring on her finger, so I assumed she didn’t say yes or the bastard was just trying to piss me off that day.
     
    I stormed into my office and slammed the door. I wasn’t in the mood to even speak civilized to people when I thought about them together. She was the one I had been taking out my frustration on since her aunt left, and I knew that wasn’t helping my cause for shit, but hell if I could help it. I hadn’t had sex in almost two fucking years, and it wasn’t until six months ago that I actually started to care. I wanted to nail her the first time we met and the need hadn’t gotten any better.
     
    My dick hurt every day until I rubbed one out. I wanted to go at her ass every time I saw her. She had a killer ass that called to me to squeeze and tap it hard as fuck. Hell, it called to every fucking man in the vicinity. I swear, I almost fired like eight fuckers this week. If I didn’t need their asses, they would have been out, no joke.

SARAH
    Thank God he went back into his office. I wanted to launch the vase at his handsome, jackass self. Ever since we met, the man had created several reactions in me. Mostly a pissed off one, the other emotions I didn’t even want go into. I thought I had all my shit figured out until I met captain asshat. Now, I didn’t have a clue what I wanted in life.
    Michael Vitale thought he was God’s gift to women and a complete know it all. He was one of those guys who had it all and yet it was never enough. He was a workaholic and a charmer with the ladies. I’d seen the way he made my aunt blush with a simple good morning or a cup of Dunkin coffee. He probably had about ten ladies lined up for him. He obviously wasn’t the committed type. I hadn’t seen the bimbo here since I started, but that doesn’t mean they weren’t together.
    I stuck out my tongue and gave his door a glare, like it was him. The first time I met him, I wanted to punch him in the head and pull the bimbo on his arm by her hair and toss her out of my aunt’s house on her head.
    Michael had been wonderfully charming, and sweet when my aunt was here. But the first day she was on her vacation, he turned into an absolute prick. I had three and a half long weeks left of working with the ogre, peering at the date marked on my calendar. I had a feeling time was going to go slow. How my aunt stayed was a mystery to me.

Chapter 5
    SARAH
    Another week had gone by and the tension between us had only gotten worse. He couldn’t complain about my work because I was an amazing assistant, but he still got on me about my personal life entering the work place. Well, only when it concerned Jason. If I talked to my aunt or Stacy, he didn’t have a problem.
    Jason called me again, and Michael of course lost his shit per his usual. I hung up quickly, even though I hadn’t taken a break at all and it wasn’t unreasonable to take a brief call, but the ogre didn’t like it. The moment he went back into his office, I was flipping him off. My passive-aggressive attitude was only because I loved my aunt and didn’t want to get her in trouble by quitting.
    Once I got home, I gave my aunt a call. “Aunt, I can’t