Lawyers to lovers

First Day

Melissa

Beep beep beep, Ugh Melissa slapped her alarm so it would stop blaring in her ear. She was exhausted even though it was 8 am. Melissa couldn’t sleep, wondering how her first day would go, she tossed and turned most of the night. Maybe my new bosses would let me go early being it's day one Melissa thought. With that she got in the shower. She didn’t need much time to get ready, she only lived a few blocks from her new job. Melissa couldn’t wait to see the view from her new office.  Melissa had a small wardrobe that she planned on expanding soon. For now she found her favorite black pencil skirt, plum silky blouse, black blazer, and of course black pumps. Melissa wore light make up placed her long blonde hair on top of her head in a bun and was ready to leave. Melissa was ready for her first day. On her way in Melissa’s stomach began to churn a little, remembering the conversation between her and Mr. Whitaker. She hoped he wasn’t as rude as he sound on the phone last Monday. Even the email he sent was just as rude.

Miss Young,

Please excuse my lack of preparedness on Monday, there is no excuse for not checking every detail of your contract. I will be prepared for you this coming Monday, when you arrive you will come to the 12th floor. I will be waiting for you in the lobby since you won’t have an access card to get past the lobby. Please be prompt we have a lot to cover.

Melissa pulled into the parking garage and found her spot, all partners had their own spot. It was 8:50, Melissa had just enough time to get into her building and meet Mr. Whitaker. Per his email he would be waiting for her in the lobby, this would normally be his secretaries responsibility but it didn’t seem as though he had one. Melissa arrived in the lobby of the the 12th floor and waited like she was instructed to do so by the bosses son.

Anthony

“There is never any traffic what they hell is going on?” Anthony was going to look like an ill prepared i***t again to this new employee. “I just need to get one more f*****g block.” Anthony banged on the steering wheel of his truck, there was no reason for Anthony to have a truck, he lives in Miami. But he liked the intimidation factor that his truck had on those in their little sports cars. Finally Anthony saw his building he pulled up to the curb and tossed his keys to the valet. Anthony, his father, and brother didn’t need to park their cars, it was for the valet to struggle with. Anthony looked at his watch 9:20. “s**t” Anthony got in the elevator immediately and prepared a small I’m sorry about the traffic speech. Anthony stepped out of the elevator and wasn’t prepared for what he saw at all. Sitting on the couch waiting for his arrival was the hot girl from the beach, he knew what her curves looked like under her clothes and something in his pants twitched. “Mr. Whitaker?” Said this small but powerful voice. “Yes, Ms. Young I assume?” “Yes sir, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” The pleasure is all mine Anthony kept to himself while extending a hand to shake hers. “You as well Ms. Young, the traffic can get annoying around this building, hence my tardiness. I do apologize. Shall we?" He led her through the glass doors she had been staring at the last 20 minutes. Melissa followed behind Anthony as they took several twists and turns past smaller offices. “I’ll show you your office first, let you settle in and when you are ready, come to my office. We have some paperwork to do and then we will jump right into cases. You’ll spend some time in my office, a lot actually the first few weeks. You also won’t be handling cases on your own until your probation is up.” Anthony stopped at a door and took a key off his key ring. He unlocked the door and went in. “Here is your office, it’s attached to mine for now.” It was a massive office with windows floor to ceiling that over looked the ocean. I had a large solid desk and a few other pieces of furniture. I must have gotten caught up in the view, hearing a door I snapped my head in the direction it came from and saw Mr. Whitaker smirking at me. “I’ll be in here when you’re done drooling over the view.” With that he left. Melissa couldn’t help but admire a different view as he walked through the door. He was tall, handsome, piercing eyes, great ass through his suit, Melissa only assumed his body was just as amazing, but man was he a d**k. Really cocky and oddly familiar. It look Melissa about 15 minutes to get settled and another 5 to actually walk through the adjoining door. That view was stunning to look at but so what he. Melissa lightly knocked on the door since Mr. Whitaker was faced away from her. He turned and motioned her into the room. Melissa brought a note pad and pen in case she needed to take notes. Melissa stood there for a while before he motioned her to sit. He was still on the phone, sounded like he was arguing. Though the offices were adjoined his view seemed even more stunning than hers. Melissa board with sitting, walked over to the window and watched the wave’s crash on the beach. Anthony still on the phone, was staring at Melissa as she looked out the window. Anthony was re-imagining what Melissa’s body looked like in her bathing suit. He could picture her perky large breasts, barely covered by her suit. The way her ass filled the bottom part of her bikini. He began to get hard thinking of ways to rip her clothes off and have his way with her on his desk, then her desk. “Anthony, are you even listening to me?” “Yes father, we will both be in the meeting tomorrow afternoon. We will leave immediately.” With that Anthony slammed his phone down. “Change of planes Ms. Young, we need to be on a flight later this evening to New York.” Melissa was shocked, she just got here and would be traveling already, and to New York. “Ugh she thought to herself I should have just met him there, I literally just drove through there.” “Ms. Young, did you hear me?” “Yes sir, sorry I just didn’t realize I’d be traveling so soon.” “Right, I didn’t think you would be either, but my father insists you come so you’re coming. We shouldn’t be there more than a week.” “Yes sir, should I go home and pack?” Melissa was a little nervous she didn’t exactly have money to be traveling and wasn’t sure how this would work since she had never traveled with a company before. “Are you parked in the garage?” “Yes” “Let’s just take my truck to your place since we will by flying my helicopter to the airport.” Melissa couldn’t believe what she was hearing, his helicopter, his truck to my place. WHAT? “Melissa we are running out of time my father wants us in the city by dinner, he gets what he wants or we all pay, got it?” “like father like son, Melissa whispered.” He didn’t hear her and took her heading back to her office as a sign she was collecting her things. Anthony grabbed some files and was in her doorway ready to leave 10 minutes later.

The trip to the truck was silent, which gave Melissa time to think what she would pack. She planned everything out in her head, since she didn’t want to be the one to hold them up. “I’m assuming you live nearby, Ms. Young?” Anthony pretended not to know where she lived, since she didn’t seem to recognize him. When Melissa gave him the address he didn’t say a word, nor did he put it in the GPS. Melissa was a little confused, she needed a GPS to go everywhere. Though, he has lived here for some time. As they set out for the short drive, Melissa broke the silence “If you need directions when we get closer, let me know. It’s a little place and easily missed.” For the first time, Anthony smiled “I know the place.” They pulled up to the place, Melissa slid out “I’d invite you in, but I just got here and things are still a little messy. I won’t be long.” As she walked to her door, Anthony watched every swish of her ass moving back and forth. Anthony was shocked when Melissa was back out the door in 20 minutes tops. He thought for sure that she would take forever, like every other woman he’s even known. Anthony got out of the truck to help her with her bags. Melissa couldn’t help but feel thankful that Anthony got out to help her with her bags, she was strong enough to do it all on her own but she was getting hot in this Florida heat. As Anthony lifted her larger bag in, Melissa tossed the smaller one next to it. “Thank you Mr. Whitaker, I appreciate the help.” He smiled at her and closed the tailgate. The trip to his places was quiet, Melissa didn’t mind since the view was breath taking. It was 15 minutes along the same beach road that she lived on. Massive ocean front properties, one after another. Melissa was taken aback when this large condo building came into view. If this was the condo she was offered by Mr. Whitaker Sr. she was going to be pissed. Anthony broke the silence “I bet you’re kicking yourself, right now?” “Maybe a little, but I’m very happy with my little place on the beach. Plus I own it! It was an amazing deal and I couldn’t turn it down.” Anthony knew that it wouldn’t be long before she would be moving to Ocean View Estates, his father left the unit next to Anthony vacant. Anthony pulled up spoke to a man who seemed to be waiting for Anthony to arrive. Melissa went to pull the tailgate down, “Leave it and come on” Anthony snapped at her. She did what she was told and followed Anthony. Melissa was fuming inside, who does he think he’s talking to, and where the f**k is my stuff going? Why isn’t it coming inside? “I didn’t mean to snap at you Ms. Young. Please know that we have help for a reason, you will need to let them do things for you. You will be expected to uphold a certain image.” Melissa glared at Anthony “Is that the image that women are useless and need to be catered to, where they are too fragile to do anything on their own?” Melissa regretted every word that came out of her mouth. She realized she wasn’t in an argument with Paul. It was just pompous Mr. Whitaker. “Ms. Young, I can see that you are a do it yourself kind of lady, and that’s great, but when you are on the clock you will need to act a certain way. We can discuss it on the plane a little later. I’m going to pack, Mrs. White he yelled.” An older lady maybe in her later forties early fifties appeared. “Yes Mr. Whitaker?” “This is Ms. Young, she is a new partner at the firm, she hasn’t eaten since arriving to the office, please see to whatever she needs.” “Yes sir, would you like me to make you something before you take off, maybe pack some food for your trip?” Anthony walked over to Mrs. White kissed her on the cheek “You know me so well, we need to leave in 2 hours, we will take whatever you can whip up.” With a smile Anthony turned and left. “Come along dear let’s get you something to eat.” Melissa followed the woman into the kitchen, she must have known we were coming because she had a basket and cooler out. “I’m making a proper lunch for the plane ride, would you like some fruit while you wait dear?” Melissa looked at the fruit bowl and saw her favorite, “may I take the last green apple?” “Of course dear.” Mrs. White and Melissa made small talk for some time. Mrs. White is there something I can do to help?” Melissa loved to cook and saw Mrs. White juggling several different things. It looked like she could handle all of it with ease, Melissa just missed cooking in a large kitchen. Anthony walked into the kitchen at the same time she asked. Mrs. White blushed a little and refused the help. “Almost done here Mr. Whitaker, we should have time to spare.” “Perfect he said, Ms. Young lets discuss some things in my office before we head out.” Melissa waved and smiled at Mrs. White and followed Anthony out of the kitchen. Melissa followed Anthony down the hall, they entered a spacious office with a large desk two plush chairs opposite the desk and a large chase lounge against the back wall. “Please pick a seat” Melissa thought about being a smart ass and sitting behind the desk, but since he already seemed cranky she chose a plush seat on the proper side. “We have a lot going on with our company right now, so if I came off as a d**k I’m sorry. We’re all a little on edge and you will likely see that tomorrow. What questions do you have for me that don’t involve the case, since we will talk about that on the plane.” Of course Melissa had many questions, but where to start? “You were speaking about dress code earlier and I couldn’t help but wonder if my attire isn’t acceptable? I don’t want to look like an overly frumpy person, but don’t want to be considered the office hussy either.” After the word hussy left her mouth she reddened. Anthony uncontrollably started laughing, after he calmed down he could see Melissa’s irritation. “Ms. Young your attire is great, and my last secretary has the office hussy award so rest assured your good.” “Why did your secretary leave?” Melissa was sure he wouldn’t tell the truth, but was certain it had to do with him sleeping with her. “She and my sister in law are part of the reason we are in the mess we are in, and traveling to New York. We need to get to the roof, but feel free to ask any questions.” As they were getting up to leave, Melissa blurted out “where are my bags?” Anthony looked at her and smiled, “I’ve been waiting for you to ask that and I’m shocked it took so long.” Melissa followed Anthony out the door and down the hall, she was growing impatient and wanted and answer. Anthony heard the clicking of her heals stop behind him, she’s stubborn and hot, we must be a match because were just alike. Anthony shook that thought quickly since he wasn't dealing with women right now. “They are on the helicopter, now let’s go,” “I can see why your secretary left, you’re real pleasant.” Melissa was sure her job was a total loss once that came out, but she didn’t care, she was tired of him treating her like s**t. They got in the elevator together and climbed 4 more stories before the doors opened. “Stay behind me, and stay close.” Melissa rolled her eyes. Anthony saw her, he wanted to reach around and smack her ass but he opened the door to the roof instead. Melissa wasn’t afraid of heights as much as she was terrified of getting her head chopped off by the blade on the helicopter. She stayed close and low and followed Anthony. He opened the door, and held his hand out to Melissa, she was determined to not need his help. However, in heals and a pencil skirt it was a bit more challenging than she though. Anthony lost his patience with her and grabbed her by the waist and picked her up and placed her on the first seat, he shut the door and walked to the other side. Melissa was shocked, she couldn’t believe he picked her up and how she felt when he touched her. She immediately became warm in the face, her body felt something strange. She shook it off and replaced it with anger, why would he touch me. Anthony climbed in next to her, he too couldn’t deny what he felt when he picked her up, she was lighter than he thought, she went into that seat with ease. He could picture tossing her around in the bedroom. Her ridding him, him tossing her underneath him and pounding her from every angle. He snapped out of his thoughts when the pilot motioned for Melissa’s seat belt. Melissa was staring out the window undoubtedly, furious that he had placed her in her seat. Anthony new it was risky but he couldn’t get her attention, he reached over to get her buckle. Before she could swing Anthony caught her wrist in his hand. Melissa was mortified when he reached over and buckled her in. It was a reaction and she knew he would be sending her back on the first flight home for trying to hit the boss’s son. Anthony tapped her from a safe distance with a set of head phones, and immediately put his hands up in the surrender position. She slightly smiled at the gesture but knew it was over, she put them on and listened to the pilot announce that they would have a short 45 min ride to a small airport outside the city.

Once they arrived on the tarmac it would be a short golf cart ride to where the law firms fleet of airplanes were. Anthony spoke to Melissa over the head set, “Wait in your seat, but you may unbuckle.” Melissa did what she was told, maybe she could smooth things over if she listened. She felt terrible and realized she might have lost her only shot at making something of her life. She was deep in thought when the door opening brought her back to reality. Anthony was standing outside the door, he reached up and took the headphones off her ears and hung them up. He reached his hand up to assist her. When Melissa stuck her leg out, Anthony could see the definition of her calf and was slightly turned on. He was drawn back to her when she placed her hand in his. The heat and intense feeling caught them both off guard, Melissa slipped and fell right into Anthony’s chest. He of course caught her and held her longer than he should have. “Are you alright?” “I would be if you would let go of me.” Anthony righted Melissa and led her to the golf cart that would take them to the hanger. “Mr. Whitaker?” Anthony was shook out of whatever thought he was in hearing her slightly whimper his name. “Yes, Ms. Young? “I want to apologize for a few things if you would let me.” He ignored her request “Let’s get to the hanger and we will discuss a few things.” Melissa was sure that her career was over before it had even started. They arrived to the hanger. “Good afternoon Mr. Whitaker and Ms. Young, we are on track to depart as soon as you are on board and ready to go.” “Perfect Carter, thank you.” Once on board Melissa took in the full beauty of the aircraft. Clearly no expense was spared, there were several rows of seats that were side by side and facing each other. Anthony placed his bags on a seat and sat in another. Melissa did the same across the aisle from him and one row back. Anthony was instantly irritated but decided to give her some space until they were at altitude. The engine roared and they began to taxi, they climbed to altitude. Things were silent and Melissa was staring out the window contemplating her next move. Where would she go, what would she do for work? Sure she had a law degree, but her name would be dirt now. “Melissa, ..Melissa.” Hearing her name she was pulled out of her thoughts of self-pity. “You okay over there?” “Yes sir, I um.” Anthony cut her off, “Listen, I don’t need an apology. I knew it was risky to reach across you, but I couldn’t get your attention. I could do without your sass, but it would seem that’s who you are.  Who knows it might turn out to be a good thing tomorrow.” “You mean you aren’t sending me home, jobless for my behavior?” Anthony smiled at her and climbed into the seat across from her. He was about to say something when “Good afternoon Mr. Whitaker, may I get you something to drink?” This mousy looking girl who wouldn’t take her eyes off Anthony interrupted. Irritated he looked at her and asked for a soda water, as she went to walk away he grabbed the girl’s wrist. She smiled as if it was a game they had played before, that was until she saw his face. “Sir?” “Do you not see another person on this plane that might need a drink?” “yes sir, I do I was going to get yours first and return for hers.” “That’s f*****g stupid, take her order get them both and the lunch that was packed. After that, I don’t want to see you unless I call for you.” “yes sir, I’m terribly sorry.” She took Melissa’s drink order and was back with lunch and drinks in less than 5 minutes. Melissa was a little shocked by his response to her rudeness, but what if she had acted that way to a client? “I’m sorry you had to see that, my family doesn’t tolerate such disrespect. My father would have her job for that behavior. Let’s get down to business.” Over the next two hours Melissa was filled in on the case. She wasn’t afraid that it had to deal with the mob, Melissa was more intrigued because she assumed the mob was a thing of the past, or something that happened in other countries. They finally landed and Anthony couldn’t be happier to be getting off the plane. He couldn’t help but have a slight enlargement in his pants. Every time Melissa shifted in her skirt and it heightened he wanted it to go a little higher, but before it got to high she would say she needed to stretch and pull it back down. Anthony was hoping she would just pull it all the way down. “Where too Mr. Whitaker?” Anthony was taken out of thought since Melissa obviously had no idea where to go. Just then a black Rolls- Royce pulls up, an older man got out and comes around the side of the car, Melissa thinks to herself, this man is ancient, should he still be driving? “Ms. Young, Master Anthony it’s a pleasure to serve you this evening, I’ll be taking you home where your father will meet you.” “It’s lovely to meet you too sir.” “Melissa this is David, he’s been with our family since I was a baby. He used to drive me to school.” Anthony’s words were affectionate towards the old man, and Melissa saw a softer side of him. David opened the door and he held his hand out for Melissa as she got in, Anthony gave David a hug and a big smile after looking towards Melissa. David winked at Anthony as he shut the door. Anthony was lost in thought as soon as the door shut. David let him get away with so much when he was younger, he had so many women in that back of his cars. He wouldn’t dream of doing something like that in front of David now. He respected him. Anthony’s mind drifted to the first night he f****d Stacey in the back of that very car, she rode him right in the very seat he was sitting in. She was persistent about sleeping with him, a lot of women were. He rammed Stacey so hard she had hit her head on the roof of the car. “Mr. Whitaker, are you okay?” There was a large bulge coming from his pants, it was clear to Melissa whatever he was thinking about was hot.!!!! Anthony shifted “Yes I’m fine. When we get to the penthouse there will be two rooms, since I don’t have a secretary at the moment you will be in one of those rooms with me in the other. Normally you would have a separate room, but time and whatever you get it right?” Melissa was unsure about sharing a space with someone so attractive. She knew she wouldn’t sleep with him, but it would be really awkward. “I’m sure it will do for a night or two, from the sounds of it I likely wouldn’t be able to afford something so lavish anyway.” He chuckled. “Obviously this is a business trip and it will all be paid for. You will get a credit card, it will likely be delivered this trip if not right when we get back. Someone from the finance department will go over the do’s and don’ts but honestly I will be looking over your expense report and I don’t give a s**t what you buy.” Without thinking Melissa blurted out “So I could buy porn on demand in a hotel room and it’s cool?” Melissa immediately turned red with embarrassment. Normally Melissa was sarcastic and playful with her friends and those she was comfortable. Anthony laughed for a solid minute. He liked her scence of humor and was beginning to see why his father hired her. “Mr. Whitaker, I’m so sorry I don’t know why I said that, I would never do that on a company card.” “But you would do it with your own card? Good to know Melissa. When we aren’t in a formal setting please call me Anthony.” Melissa was still red and completely mortified when they pulled up to the hotel. Anthony grabbed her hand and said “From here on out you need to exhume confidence and power, everyone is watching and analyzing our every move. You’re new to the team so you especially.” Melissa sighed and mumbled “no pressure though.” Anthony whipped around “there is a lot of pressure” his face softened “but I’m right here, every step of the way. Now let’s go.”