Billionaires PA

    The First day I shuddered at the thought. I was not a fan of the first day of anything to be honest. However, I understood the need. If you take away 1 then 2 will just take its place and become the first which is second, but now is first. Putting me back where I was initially with a different number to start it off. Most people enjoy the first day of things.     First days offer new beginnings, but I was fine with the life I was currently living. This is the only new beginning I was content with. I did not like being the center of attention, being asked questions, being analyzed. Things like that made me anxious and defensive. I try avoiding anything that will bring undue attention to myself. So, why was I currently trying to get a corporate job. Some people aspired to climb the corporate tower and be well known, rolling in success and money. I did not want anything to do with being well known. I knew how to get money under the table, but I was trying to rid my life of anything illegal. I wanted to be a ghost. I was just trying to make it to my next meal and paycheck. Whoever decided food, water, and housing should cost ought to be brought back and killed in the most slow and gruesome way humanly possible in my humble opinion. Those are basic necessities and it was absurd to capitalize on those things in my opinion.I finally rolled over hitting my alarms off button from where it was station on my night stand. I was happy I received the job to begin with. Don't get me wrong there... The pay was great for what I needed, starting at 17 dollars an hour.     I needed the money more than a c***k head needed c***k. I sat on the edge of my bed with my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands. My stomach growled as I stood making my way to the bathroom. I used the restroom, washed my hands, and brushed my teeth. I wiped my mouth and made my way to my closet to get dressed for my first day. I cringed at the thought. I was going to be the new girl, attention was bound to be on me whether it was intentional or not, good or bad, passive or direct. I would be a topic being the new woman. I grabbed a pencil skirt I had only worn once, a tight long sleeve shirt, and a pair of flat ballet slippers. I was thick boned, but malnourished. I was once extremely thick, but lack of food will do that to you. I went back to the bathroom to tackle my extremely curly hair. I pulled off my bonnet and shook my hair to fluff it out. Reaching under my sink I rummaged for my gel and bristled brush. Once in hand I stood straight up and commenced to putting my hair in a high bun. I left two curly piece above my ear out, but the rest was put into a doughnut bun. I was not a fan of wearing my natural hair out, it was too much to manage and got extreme big and frizzy throughout the day. I looked in the mirror and made sure my appearance was good enough for work. I was greeted with dark brown eyes, and even darker skin and hair. I walked to the kitchen looking for anything I could eat and it was not a shocker or unusual for me to come up empty handed in this category. I would rather have lights, a roof over my head, and hot water to bathe. It sucks that I had to choose between these things, but I made it my goal to go to the local food pantry if they were still open and in stock when I got off work. I never made it in time for the soup kitchen, the line was always long and they never had enough to feed us all.     Grabbing my purse off the coat rack I purchased from salvation army when I first got to this city I threw it over my shoulder after pulling on a cardigan. I checked my purse for my bus pass and wallet before leaving the house and locking the door behind me.Walking out into the cool morning are I made my way to the bus stop across from my old apartment building. The bus arrived two minutes later. I was pretty decent at timing the buses for the most part. When I didn't time them properly my whole day was thrown off considering I lived on the outskirts of the city, deep in the slums. It took a total of three buses to get into the city. I wasn't upset about that though. Sure, it was tiring, but I was fine where I lived for now and with this new job I could afford to upgrade to taxi's and possibly a car with savings. I arrived in the city at 8:15. it took about 30 minutes per bus. I walked from the bus depot onto the busy streets looking up at the sky scrapers and high rise complexes. Even if I had money, I couldn't imagine living somewhere like this. I glanced at my watch and realized I had extra time. I walked in the direction of work in hopes of finding some food.I was satisfied to find a cafe directly across from the building I would be working in. It was cozy and stylish.     As soon as I opened the door the smell of coffee engulfed me in a warm hug with a kiss on my nose. It was significantly warmer compared to the outdoors, not that I mind the cold at all. In fact, I love the cold. I loved it so much I did not own a coat I preferred to embrace the miserable and bitter cold. Misery loves company and who was I to deny her a good time? I waited until it was my turn and ordered a small iced vanilla coffee and a muffin. I preferred frappes, but my wallet didn't. I paid for my items and went to a table to figure out this muffin situation. I cut the muffin in half, placing one half in my purse and nibbling on the other half I made my way back out the shop. I finished the muffin before the cross walk changed colors and started on my coffee. I entered the building and flashed my badge at the receptionist who pointed me in the direction of where I needed to be.     I walked to the elevators and smashed the number 30, which was the top floor. I was confused because I was hired a data entry clerk. The top floor was gorgeous, it looked like it was straight from a magazine. There was a waiting area that had chairs lined against both walls. There were two offices one had CEO Jace Grey. Maybe new employees had to meet the brains of the whole operation? I queried in my head. I took a seat in one of the chairs taking in the decorations and sipping my coffee. I exchanged my flats for a pair of heels I placed in my purse the night before. At exactly nine o'clock the elevator dinged.I stood from my seat and threw my cup across the room. Watching as it landed perfectly into the trash can. In walked a man so gorgeous I peed myself. Only a little... It was enough for me to notice it was there, but not enough to trickle, you know? I am not sure if he stopped as well as me, or if time froze. Either way I had the perfect amount of time to take in his strong jaw line, beautiful hazel eyes, full heart shaped lips and perfectly tousled hair. I do not even want to mention how he looked in that suit, that's how my panties got into the situation they are currently in. Sorry I whispered to them.  "Are you just going to stand there" He broke the trance I was in with his smooth voice. There was a hint of annoyance, but I did not even know why I was up here to begin with. I cleared my throat before speaking.  "I am not r-really sure where to go" I said. Good job now he's going to think you stutter, or you can be walked over. I am done being walked over. I wont have that, get it together, I finished giving myself a mini pep talk and when I snapped out of it he was no longer in the room. I really had to get better habits than getting lost in my thoughts. He reappeared without the brief case he was previously holding.He walked up to me quickly, I took a step back tripping on my purse in the process. Clenching my eyes shut and bracing for the fall that never came, I slowly reopened my eyes. I was now staring at a very amused and painfully handsome man.  "H-Hello", I was not scared, lets clear that up now, I could take him. I simply was not really used to being close to a human so gorgeous and of the male species. I was now fully aware of the arm he had around my waist, the arm that saved me from embarrassing my self further. This was embarrassing, but that would have been unbearably so. I put my hands out to push him off of me and shook hands with a very toned chest. I snatched my hands away as if he had burned me.      This is why I hate first days... This is first day mess, things like this do not happen when you know what to do and you're in the routine of working. He pulled me up, but not before grabbing my purse. He released me from his hold and giving me my purse. He chuckled. "Ms. Ryan Brown?" He asked, making his way back to his office and I knew to follow him without him saying it. "Yes, that's me" I answered, with no stutter. I mentally praised my self and walked quickly to keep up with him. We were now in a large office. I was starting to take in the room, when I ran into his back. I stepped back quickly ready apologize. "Watch your step", He snapped at me. "I am sorry, I did not expect you to stop there" I explained. I mean who just stops abruptly when they're leading the way.He grabbed some files and shoved them into my arms. Before, leading me back out the office and into the room across form it. He opened the door and stepped in first. I was careful to watch his steps and not run into him again. "This is your office. Those files I gave you need to be put in our computer system and you will do it. After, putting the information in the computer which will guide you through the first entry, you will file it there", he pointed to a wall in my office with file cabinets. "We have just moved to new systems and everything will need to be re-input manually." He walked in deeper, which I took as a sign I could too. I placed the files on the desk still confused. "Uhm, I applied for a data entry job, I think I am in the wrong department" I told him looking around the extremely clean office. "Well, I saw your results to our consideration assessment and I want you as my personal assistant. You will still be hourly, but you will make 10 dollars more putting you at 27 dollars an hour. Your task would include the one I just told you managing my appointments, being my agenda, attending and setting up for meetings and other basic things catering to me and events I have to attend" he said. Did this man just say 27 dollars an hour? I mentally screamed at myself.  Just smile and nod I told myself. With that he continued to the desk opening a drawer and pulling out a few boxes. I stepped closer so I could see. "This is you laptop, tablet, and company cell phone. They need to be with you at all times. They will all sync when you activate you account and log into all the devices" He educated me on the devices. "You will find all the information you need for setting up your accounts, transferring the files to your computer and more in your company email" He finished.I grabbed the sticky note on the desk that had a females handwriting on it with my temporary login information and email information on it. "Any questions?" He asked me. "No" I told him. "Are you sure?" He asked again, not believing I could handle it I presume. "I am positive,I heard everything you said and I can do all of these things. They sound pretty self explanatory and you said yourself that the email would further elaborate. I am literate", I countered to let him know I was very much so competent. I did maintain my sickly sweet voice though, after all he was the CEO and my job was in his hands.He turned and walked out of the room with nothing else to say. I let out a breathe I did not realize I was hold once he was no longer in sight. He was intimidating, and I was not easily intimidated. All the products were apple, sleek like everything else here. There was also a desktop MAC on the desk. I powered on the computer and un-boxed all the new devices. I started with the desktop, changing my passwords and adding the information I needed to.     I pulled off my heels as I proceeded to make a voicemail for the office phone and my work cell. I answered all the emails that needed a response and started on the files I was given from Mr.Grey. The files were bursting at the seams of their manila folders. When I finished one I walked it over to the cabinet and fled it. I was starting a new one when the phone rang scaring me. "Thank you for calling Grey enterprise, how can I assist you today?" I said as politely as I could. "Go to lunch" Mr.Greys voice came through the phone. He did not wait for a reply and hung up. I looked at the time and it was indeed 1 pm. I was not horribly hungry and I did not really have the money. So, I continued to work.I was in the middle of a file when I heard rather large foot steps coming to me. I snapped my gaze from the files to the source of the noise. "Mr.Grey. What can I do for you?" I asked standing behind the desk. I sat back down realizing my shoes were off and pulled them on. "Ms.Brown, did I not make myself clear when I said go to lunch?", He snapped at me rather harshly. "Yes, but-" He cut me off before I could explain. "Come with me. I will see to it you follow directions." I stood from the chair, but did not make any movements. "I am capable of going on my own. Is there a break room I can just sit in I am not hungry" I asked, the last part was a lie, but I was beyond broke and the muffin was for breakfast tomorrow. I could fast a lot longer than 24 hours if needed. He walked impossibly close to me. " If you cannot follow simple instructions you can expect to not keep this job long" He sneered at me. I grabbed my purse and let him pull me out of the office. He released me when we got to the elevator. When we were outside in the parking garage I guess I was walking to slow because he grabbed me again and was pulling me. I was almost running to keep up with him. Once we arrived at the car someone was holding the back door open. He shoved me in and I slid to the other side with is force. I started to panic ready to fight, but he climbed in after me. "Gentle much" I said low, but I knew he would hear me.We pulled up to a nice resistant and exited the car. He pushed me towards an elegant looking place with his hand on the small of my back. If he wasn't being so forceful I might have swooned. We were seated immediately, and menus were brought out. The waitress came and asked is our drinks. "A glass of you finest red wine " he stated and looked at me. "Just water " I looked up at her through my lashed and thick glasses. Did I mention I wore those? Since grade two. I have horrible sight. I honestly wasn't hungry. The lack of eating will do that to you. With my previous job paying the he bills and buying food was never an option. So, I compromise. I didn't eat much and when I did it still wasn't much. It becomes a habit and your body gets used to it. My stomach had shrunk significantly in the last few years. I also, cannot cook to save my life. I had about twenty dollars to my name at the moment, not counting the money on my bus card. I could barely afford anything in the menu. The lady came back and asked us to order our foods. " I'll have the shrimp with angle hair " he said She then looked at me. "Oh, I'm not having anything. Thank you." I said politely. "She'll have the spaghetti. " he said. She wrote it down and left. " Are you crazy? I do not want anything" I told him. "Are you? You need food to get through the day. It is just lunch" He replied.We sat in silence as we waited for the food to come out. I smelled it before I saw it. The waitress sat the food in its respective places. I honestly was not hungry, but the food looked good. I took a few bites and retired the fork. He looked angry, but also concerned? I do not know I had not read peoples emotions in a while. I couldn't sit there with him looking at me like that... like he was disappointed. I barely knew the guy, so I threw the twenty on the table and left. I stood outside against the wall taking deep breathes to calm myself. I think I'm going to be sick, before I could act on that I was shoved back. Hard. My head hit the wall and ricocheted back forward before finding its way back to the wall. "Listen and listen good. You do as I say when I say it. No room for discussion. Don't you ever. And I mean ever pull something like that again" his words dripping like venom from a snake. He shoved the money in my hand. " I don't need you money!! And look at your curves. If you were eating properly then you would have meat on your bones. You can see your rips!! " he said pulling my loose cardigan open. "Look!! ". He yelled in my face. Maybe it wasn't the greatest idea to take a job here. I was not into confrontation these days, but in another life I would have let him have it in the form of my fist. " It's none of your business how I look, eat, or even dress. I get my work done ..." I said quietly. This guy was scary and let me tell you I thought I've seen a lot worse in my past. "How dare you!! " he said shaking in anger. "How dare you" I threw back at him. shortly after I mumbled " I'm going to be sick".