It Started With... Collection. Miranda Lee

       PROLOGUE

      SHE was perfect, Justin thought from the first moment Ms Rachel Witherspoon walked in to be interviewed.

      Perfectly plain and prim-looking, dressed in a very unsexy black suit, mousy brown hair severely scraped back and anchored in a twist. No make-up and no perfume, he realised with relief, the absolute opposite of the blonde bombshell who’d been wiggling her way around his office for the last month, pretending to be his personal assistant.

      No, that was probably unfair. The girl had been efficient enough. The company who’d sent her over straight away after his previous PA quit on short notice didn’t have dummies on their books.

      But she’d made it clear within a few days