Always been love

Morning

Sebastian’s POV

Fuck! I said raking my hand in my hair. I was late again for the hundredth time and I hated it. Having to work throughout the night two times harder because I fired my assistant has been torture. I can’t overwork Rayna (Mrs Simpson) like that because she’s now in her early fifties and she’s like a mother to me, only she, my driver and Dad can ever understand my true feelings. But now I’m not even sure anymore about my own feelings! How do I explain the way I feel about my one day assistant whenever she’s close to me? How her feisty character turns me on? I’m sure it’s not love, it can never be but what is it?

‘ are you okay Son?’ said Trevor, my driver. He’s almost the same age as Rayna and I respect him so much. He’s seen my roller coaster life in all aspects because he’s always with me but sometimes I make sure he gets rest and some time with his family. He’s seen my club fights, award scandals, my one night stands, everything but he doesn’t judge me. He always sees the best in me. All the wrongs I’ve done in this world he sees just lessons.

‘ yes Trev, thank you.’ I said opening my door when I see we’ve arrived in my building.

‘ Have a great day.’ He says smiling warmly. I nod smiling back and get out. I nod at my guard at the entrance and make my way to the lift ignoring that useless human being in the reception. Why was she hired in the first place? I always wanted to talk to the HR about it and request her CV/Resume but I’m a busy man. I don’t have time for receptionists that’s why I have HR but clearly they can’t do their job. A simple one, give a job to a deserving candidate who will be the face of the company. Face! Now how will that person be the face of my company if her face isn’t even recognizable because of the make up and she has a flirty side that screams desperate. The lift stops at my floor and I stop to greet Rayna.

‘ Morning Rayna.’

‘ Sebastian.’ she’s still mad that it’s been a week since I went to Ms Marcello’s and she hasn’t come back.

‘ please call the HR and request the CV of the receptionist at ground I want to look at it.’ I say making my way to my office when I see she’s really not in a mood to talk to me. I don’t understand why and how she’d fall in love with a girl she knew for a day and half. She claims I did/said something to push her away when I saw her in that restaurant which may slightly be true because I kinda lost myself for a moment especially when she called me by my name in the most erotic way I’ve ever heard and that gave me an assurance that as much as I’m affected by her, she’s affected just as much. In less than five minutes the resume I requested arrived and I had a look into it. What would a IT graduate be doing here as a receptionist, she has experience and almost every three months we have a vacancy in that department and I’ve never seen her apply. She’s 25? Damn, she looks in her early forties to me. I looked for her last name maybe being similar to that of the company’s employees and nothing not even a resemblance. I guess it’s the make up. There’s something off about her. I take my phone and call Rayna’s desk and asked her to go fill the desk at ground so long because I needed to see the receptionist. I looked over her resume again and caught her name, Kelly Blossom. I need to stop calling her the receptionist. It wasn’t even over 5 minutes when I heard a knock on my door and she came in without me answering the door. I guess she has heard because she’s never been to my office before.

‘ Mr Condos, I heard you asked for me?’ she said in a high pitched voice like a starstruck teenager seeing Brittany Spear’s boobs for the first time.

‘ please take a seat Ms Blossom or is it Mrs?’ I said pointing in a chair in front of me.

‘ oh please! I’m still young.’ she said laughing as she sat down with me still keeping my straight face.

‘ very well miss, I realized I haven’t really looked into your resume and haven’t had a session with you because I’m a very busy man but I like to know my employees because my trust for this company is in their hands.’ She nodded looking like a happy puppy but a less cute one. Don’t tell anyone I find puppies cute.

‘So you’re a technologist?’ She nodded and was about to speak when a knock erupted us leaving me frustrated. I don’t even have time for what I’m doing right now but it should be done. I have people who waste my time and Rayna knows no one comes to my floor unannounced. After a while the door opened and my former assistant Ms Aurora came in closing the door silently behind hair, this is the calmest I’ve seen her. She looked so beautiful I could literally eat her and be satisfied but still want more.

‘ ow I’m so sorry, Ray... I mean Ms Simpson told me you were free and I should come.’ She said turning her back on us ready to leave. I was still speechless wondering what she was doing here because she was adamant about not coming to work for me again.

‘ Ms Marcello, you can come in.’ I said getting up from my seat, I probably looked like a fool as I made my way to her forgetting my guest on the chairs. I looked at her in hope that she’d agree and she nodded her head yes and we just stood there looking lost in each other’s eyes. I wanted to cup that beautiful face of hers and kiss her until she blacks out but my lust fantasies ended when a voice of none other than the receptionist interrupted us so we made our way to my desk.

‘ wasn’t she like fired or something?’ she said jealousy evident in her voice and face and Ms Marcello took a seat beside her ignoring the comments.

‘ nothing that happens in office concerns you Miss, okay?’ I said sternly at her and saw her gulp in fear as she nodded.

‘You can leave the office, we’re done.’ I said closing her resume putting it to the side and turned my focus on my other unexpected guest who seemed rather uncomfortable with my conversation with the receptionist. When she completely left my office closing the door behind her I started getting nervous, something that doesn’t happen very much with me.

‘Morning Ms Marcello.’ I said trying to keep my professionalism in my voice but I failed dismally because it came as a husky whisper. She gave me a small smile and replied:

‘Morning Sir.’ She said in a very shy manner and I knew I wasn’t the only nervous one and it was going to be a long day.