Blackstone Inc. (Book 1)

Part 4

My alarm clock went off at 4:45 am and I groaned.

I kicked the covers off and sit on the edge of my bed contemplating if this job is actually worth it or if it was total shït.

Then I reminded my self that I definitely needed this job so I stood, stretched, and walked blurry eyed to the bathroom and proceeded to start my daily routine.

***

I was just about to apply some lipstick when my phone started ringing. It was 6:26 in the morning. Who could be up this early, let alone calling people?

I looked at the caller ID and it was a number I didn’t know, but I answered anyway.

"Hello?”

“Genevieve, good morning. On your way grab me a coffee, dark roast with 3 sugars and 1 creamer. I'll see you in 30.”

I saved his number under *Dominating Dom* and chuckled.

It was smart of me to wake up earlier than I needed, I guess. I was basically ready to go.

I was rushing into the office at 7:08 with two coffees in a cup holder in one hand and a bag of muffins in the other.

“Good morning, Dariah!” I said as I rushed past her to the elevator.

Her head was down looking at her phone with a cup of coffee in her hand but I heard her mumble a ‘morning’.

The elevator finally arrived and I stepped inside.

“Hold the elevator," someone yelled and I stuck my bag of muffins in between the doors.

Jeremy rushed into the elevator and gave me a smile, “Good morning, Gen. I assume the interview when well if you’re here at the butt crack of dawn.”

I chuckled and Jeremy pushed 12 and 25 on the elevator panel.

He cleared his throat, “Is all of this for him?”

I re-adjusted the cupholder in my hand, "Uh, yeah and I didn’t have time to have breakfast. I didn’t realize I'd get a ‘coffee run’ phone call this morning before breakfast so I’m late and I’m hungry.” I pouted at him.

He laughed, “Oh yeah, that’s probably the one and only phone call that he’ll give you. Now you know his order so he’ll expect you to get that every morning,” he looked at his watch and raised his eyebrows, "9 minutes late. Not a very good impression on your first day.”

I huffed, " Oh, hush, you. I had no idea he would call demanding the world of me before 7! Now I know better so it won’t happen again.”

The elevator doors opened and he got out with a chuckle and a wave, “See you around, Gen.”

Same as yesterday, I made it to the 25th floor, the voice asked for the code, I typed it in and the doors opened and I was in just as much awe as I was yesterday.

From his desk, I heard him say, “Good morning, Ms. Carlyle. You’re late so I hope you at least got my order right.”

I walked to his desk and gave him his coffee cup and cleared my throat, "I’m sorry, sir, that I was late,” but in my defense, I had no idea he’d call, “But I’ll be more prepared tomorrow...sir.”

He didn’t say anything, just kept looking at the papers on his desk.

“Mr.Blackstone?” I asked, biting my bottom lip.

“Dom,” he stated.

“Right, sorry. Dom?”

“Hmm?” Still looking at his papers.

“Would you like a muffin? I wasn’t able to have breakfast so I grabbed a few.”

He finally lifted his head and said, "Did you get chocolate?”

I smiled and reach into the bag. I pulled out a chocolate muffin and a napkin and placed them both beside his coffee cup.

He picked up the muffin, took a bite, and pointed to the other side of the room, “Your desk is over there. I need you to go through all of my emails and set up my schedule and my calendar.”

I turned around and saw a slightly smaller mahogany desk where his liquor bar was yesterday. He had already set it up with a computer, printer, phone, and calendar.

I walked over and set my things down at my desk and pulled the chair out to sit.

“Oh, and Genevieve?"

I hadn't realized that he followed me to my desk. He was almost touching me, he was so close, "Your skirt is a little short.”

I looked down and saw that my thigh-high stockings were showing the clasp that connected to my garter belt. I gasped and pulled my skirt down.

I blushed and turned on the computer, "I’m so sorry, sir. I won’t let that happen again.”

I admittedly was trying to get a reaction out of him with this outfit like I had gotten with yesterdays outfit, but I guess I didn’t realize how short my skirt was.

I mentally facepalmed at my stupidity.

The computer booted to life and for the rest of the morning, I tried to distract myself from the thought of Dominic being mere inches from me this morning.

And now he knew basically what I was wearing under this black blazer and skirt suit.

'He’s probably hard as hell over there thinking about you in your garter belt and stockings’

If only.

I shook my head and dove into my work.

***

The rest of the day went without event. Dominic didn’t speak more than two words at me except to say, “Good night, Ms. Carlyle, I’ll see you bright and early. Don’t forget the coffee... and the muffin,” before he left.

He tried to hide it but I caught the slight smile before his face went stone cold.

Tomorrow, I decided, I would make it more eventful.