Caught on Camera with the CEO by Natalie Anderson Read Free Book Online

for personal reasons.’
    â€˜No, you just use the temps.’
    He braked sharply at the traffic lights. ‘I didn’t use you and you know it.’
    Dani shook her head, stupidly hurt by his admission. ‘No, I don’t.’
    She wanted to get out of the car and away from him right this second. It was beyond humiliating—she’d gone to himbecause she had nowhere else to go for help, using her anger to mask the hope that he’d actually feel some kind of responsibility. Buried right beneath everything had been the teeny, tiny hope that he might have actually liked her. What a fool. The whole thing had been so meaningless for him that he hadn’t even bothered to learn her name. He could have found out—his HR dragon or his oh-so-efficient PA could have told him. But he hadn’t asked—he hadn’t wanted to. So while she’d been blown away by that kiss, he hadn’t given it a second thought, other than to be a little annoyed about the resulting clip—or perhaps amused was what he’d been. But the video didn’t affect him the way it did her—all it did for him was enhance his reputation as some kind of playboy sex god. But for her it ruined everything—her prospects, her plans, her reputation. ‘You know something, Mr Carlisle, I don’t care how good a job you can offer me. I don’t want it.’
    â€˜Look—’
    â€˜I’m serious. You can drop me at the corner.’
    The locks in the car clicked on. She shot him a venomous look.
    â€˜I’ll take you to the hostel.’ He looked angry, which was so wrong because he was the one who had been insulting, not her.
    They were almost at the hostel already—Dani recognised the landmarks. He must have intended to take her there anyway. So much for a conversation somewhere more relaxing—so much for the possibility of a different job.
    She was out of the car as soon as he’d pulled over and released the locks, felt her tension yanking tighter when he got out of the car just as quick. ‘You don’t need to see me in.’
    â€˜The least I can do is see you safely home.’ He glared at the hostel’s sign, his frown saying all that he thought about her home—all that he thought about her.
    Dani marched up the stairs ahead of him, wishing he’d get the hint and just leave. But he was right behind her as she crossed the floor.
    â€˜Excuse me,’ the receptionist called out to her. ‘Danielle Russo?’
    Dani veered towards the desk. Alex got to the counter at the same time as her. So now he knew her name—way too late.
    Dani lifted her brows at the woman behind the desk and managed an almost-smile—not able to trust that her voice wouldn’t be razor sharp if she asked if there was a problem.
    â€˜We need you to pay for this week. It’s nothing personal—but we have had trouble with people leaving without paying and then their credit-cards not working. And, er—’ the receptionist looked at her notes ‘—we don’t seem to have credit card details for you.’
    That was because Dani knew all about credit cards not working—and, worse, being abused. ‘I paid cash,’ she mumbled.
    â€˜Great. Shall we settle it now, then?’
    Dani swallowed. ‘I already paid for last week.’
    â€˜I know.’ She looked apologetic. ‘But I now need payment for this week.’
    Alex was like a statue next to her, listening to every word of the painful exchange. Could the day get any worse? Did he really have to be here to witness this last painful humiliation?
    â€˜Um.’ Dani mumbled some more. ‘I’m waiting on my pay before I can do the next week.’
    â€˜Oh.’ The receptionist frowned and then suddenly smiled. ‘Well, what about you pay up to tonight, then, and you can pay the rest tomorrow.’
    â€˜Sure.’ Dani nodded. ‘Thank you.’ There