Always been love

I can handle this

The elevator opened on his office floor and we got out with me following behind him looking like a lost puppy. That was the most awkward 1 minute of my life in an elevator. This man really will be a challenge for me because me and his kind don’t mix. He stopped by his receptionist, Mrs Simpson the old lady who showed me the office yesterday so I stopped beside him too. He gave me a look that I don’t understand and spoke with Mrs Simpson.

‘Can you show Ms Marcello her new space?’ He asked looking like he was in a hurry to go far away from me.

‘Yes sir, of course.’ said Mrs Simpson then Sebastian nodded and went away without sparing me a glance. What’s wrong with him because it’s definitely not his periods! Mrs Simpson looked at me apologetically like she knew what I was thinking before leading me to ‘my space’. We were going to the direction of his office and she smiled stopping at an area opposite to the boss’s office. It was clean and spacious for an assistant and I saw many things I’ll change.

‘Do you like it?’ said the old beautiful lady smiling. I adored her already and she was really beautiful.

‘I love the space and the way it’s built even though there are some things I’d change it’s perfect for me.’ I said smiling back at her, she nodded at the same time the phone on top of my desk rang.

‘ let me show you how it’s done okay?’ I nodded.

‘ Mrs Simpson speaking, how may I help you?’ she listened and nodded.

‘boss wants to see you.’ said Mrs Simpson pressing the phone down.

‘Now? Aren’t you like going to show me around maybe?’ I said panicking, I don’t want to see that man yet. He didn’t even greet me downstairs.’

‘The boss doesn’t like waiting.’ she said looking amused by my statement. I nodded and started walking towards his door which was like 6feet away. I knocked and there was no answer so I got in. He was on the phone so I walked straight to sit on one of the chairs facing him. He gave me a look saying I’m unbelievable but I just smiled. He was talking with someone he knew very well judging by his soft voice and smile. He got up to go far from me and I was left looking around the office. I wasn’t even listening to his conversation. I looked around and my eyes caught something at the door, I could see someone from the inside but not from the outside so this one could see my desk and workplace because it was opposite his door and it was transparent. Why does he need that when he can pick up the phone if he wants to know what you’re doing? I needed my privacy or am I being spoilt? I looked his way feeling angry because of the transparent door and because I’ve been here for at least 2 minutes now but he didn’t seem to care. I decided to calm down and let him do his thing and pretend it was professional to answer phones during work time. I can handle this. I stayed put on his chair for another 5 minutes until I was really pissed off. I cleared my throat and that’s when he remembered that someone was here. He walked back to his chair like he owned the place, well he may own it but you know what I mean.

‘Mrs Simpson said you asked for me.’ I said looking him straight in the eye. My crush for his stupid hazel eyes had vanished, I just saw my arrogant boss whenever I looked at him. He looked shocked for a bit maybe because I didn’t scold him for making me wait? so he was doing all that on purpose! I see someone has already made assumptions about me. Believe it or not I’m an introvert but I’m quick to react to disrespect.

‘ yes I did’ he said clearing his throat looking at me like he’s trying to figure out what I’m playing on.

‘ I just wanted us to run through your contract’

‘Doesn’t your HR do that?’ I said interrupting him knowing that I hate that when it’s done to me.

‘ sorry’ he nodded and continued.

‘ to answer your question if it’s my personal assistant then I handle it myself.’

‘ can I ask?’ I said sitting up popping my elbows on his desk, he raised his left eyebrow indicating for me to shoot.

‘ do I have to make coffee for you?’

‘ yes’ he said nonchalantly.

‘ that’s ridiculous, you have a big company. You can have cleaners and maids.’ I said not believing him.

‘ I only let people I trust touch my food and I hired you because you don’t seem harmful even though you think you’re scary.’ He said chuckling like he just remembered something.

‘ are we done?’ I said ignoring his statement.

‘No we’re still going to go through your contract Ms Marcello.’ He said opening a file taking out two papers and passed me one.

‘You can keep the copy incase you feel like going through the rules again.’ We went through the contract with him reading to me like a 5 year old but I didn’t complain. The pay was good, he may be arrogant but I think he treats his employees fairly. I left his office after 30 minutes and he sent me to his receptionist on ground floor to take my things an IT guy left so I made my way there. I had a feeling the girl with a lot of makeup didn’t like me but I didn’t want to jump into conclusions yet. What’s there not to like? Well actually many things... my mind said. I didn’t even realize I had arrived.

‘Hey’ I said greeting the girl for the second time today. I still don’t know her name.

‘How can I help?’ What is up with people in this building and not greeting? Is their boss rubbing on them or vice versa? I still kept my smile though.

‘I’m Aurora the new assistant, nice to meet you. Your boss said to come fetch some documents an IT guy left here.’

‘ I thought he was our boss?’ She said looking confused, I chuckled which seemed to annoy her more.

‘ the lawyers don’t have the papers yet so technically if the place were to blow up I’d still be jobless.’ she rolled her eyes.

‘ be careful what you wish for. I still want to live my youth anyways.’ she said giving me a file and a usb. Lol what youth?with makeup like that?

‘ yeah that’s be a shame to your beautiful face. Thank you.’ I said leaving her smiling to herself chucking herself on her phone screen. I chuckled to myself, who dares leaves the house looking like a corpse and be the face of the company? And not to mention she’s not nice. I walked up to my desk still feeling uncomfortable imagining that the boss might be watching me. I still have to talk to him about that even though I doubt he’d change his door because of me. I logged on to the computer and sent a few emails the boss had asked me to. Mrs Simpson, looking sad for me came with the files Mr Condos asked her to bring me and they were a lot but I didn’t complain. It was my job I enjoyed it. There were about 18 files I had to familiarize myself with so i decided to start with the ones with upcoming meetings and I will end with the old deals maybe at home, of course not in one day I’d be killing myself. I was buried into my work when I heard the computer chime. It was an email from Mr Condos Senior cancelling his lunch with son, Sebastian. Checking the time I decided not to forward the email to him since I’ll be asking him what he wants for lunch in 2 minutes. Why can’t his father just text him? I thought to myself. I closed the first 2 files I was done with and it was 1 o’clock so I made my way to his office just in front of me. I knocked and there was no answer but I went in anyways. I found him buried into his work with papers all over his table and his posture looked like that of someone who is tired or uncomfortable but there was something about him when he was focused.

‘Afternoon Sir, it’s lunchtime is there anything you’d love to have?’ I said feeling sympathetic about the way he was working, I feel like I’m going soft on him.

‘No Ms Marcello my Father should be here any minute now.’ He said finally looking up acknowledging my presence. He also seemed to be checking me out, men!

‘About that Sir..’ he shot up an eyebrow looking hot as hell wanting me to continue. I thought I said my crush was over!

‘ Mr Condos Senior just emailed me saying he is canceling the lunch and he’ll communicate the next date.’ It sounded like a business email as I said it to him. I could’ve sworn I saw hurt in his eyes before masking it with that plain look of his. He nodded.

‘Very well then, you can go to Mrs Simpson and she’ll tell you what to buy.’ He said not glancing me even one look and getting back to his work. I was suddenly worried about his behavior, it seems like his father canceling on him changed his already somber mood to worse. All this time I was standing far from his desk so I approached the front of his desk.

‘Are you okay Sir?’ I asked worry written all over my face but the glare he gave me made the worry be replaced by fear. He shot me the longest and coldest glare I’ve ever received.

‘ I.. I I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have asked, it’s not my place. Sorry Sir.’ I said quickly walking out finally releasing the breath I didn’t know I was holding. I’ve seen his serious but that there was scary. I was even ashamed of bringing him his food so I made a mental note to ask Mrs Simpson that favour.