ChapterThree
969 Words
JANET POV
“Maybe, he works for… your boss” I say, trying to give myself some hope.
“His name is boldly written on the card Jane!!” Cherry is sweating so much I am starting to get worried.
“So? His body guard or whoever he gives his card to can have it, doesn't prove anything” I say hopeful and she sighs before snapping her fingers like an idea just popped In her head.
“Last night, did Mr. One Night stand tell you his name?” she says holding onto me like I would disappear.
“No. I mean there wasn't really an introduction” I say and watch her face screw in horror.
“What?!!!!! You slept with someone without asking his name!!!!!” She screams.
“Ouch, Go easy on my ear drums and try not to wake the neighbours will you?” I say clogging my ears.
“Sorry, okay no name or introduction whatsoever, um… describe him” she says pacing like she's trying to solve a puzzle.
Oh s**t. I don't remember his face.
“Um…. I don't really remember his face, I just know he is tall and muscular” I say moving backwards because the rate at which my sister's eyes widen with every word that lives my mouth is life threatening.
“There are a dozen guys in New York that are tall and muscular Jane!!!”
“Okay, so freaking what? I f****d your boss and apparently he turns out to be extremely great in bed. I didn't know, what could go wrong. He’s just rich, powerful and according to the news incredibly mean and doesn't mix business with pleasure.”
Oh s**t. I'm dead.
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“You're late” my boss says as I walk into my office, what is he doing in my office?
“I'm so sorry sir, it will never happen again” I say practically shaking because I ran from the elevator to my office, for no other reason.
Sure.
My boss looks at me with his face fixed in a stoic expression. He stands up and walks closer to me, his blue eyes locked on mine.
“I bet it won't” he says before breaking eye contact and storming off.
Okay, I don't know what that was but I am sure my stay here is numbered. In fact everything In my life is like a ticking bomb and recently it all exploded.
First, it was my boyfriend.. ex-boyfriend Ryan, who asked me to move to France with him and moving from California to France is no joke. I did it because our relationship was already three years and I hated my job. I was working as a PA for one of the meanest men alive. We stayed in France for two years and six months and I enjoyed my stay there because I was finally able to learn more about graphic designing and eventually started my own brand.
Ryan, assisted me in starting up but about six months before I left France, he started asking me for money every time, the money was not the issue, the only time we ever spoke was when he needed money and since my business was barely a year and six months I went bankrupt.
He left after everything collapsed with the excuse of getting a beneficial job for us in Australia and suggested I find something to do in the meantime. That's when my sister suggested I live with her in New York but stubborn me decided to stay in France trying to patch up the little pieces of my life on my own until I was fed up.
So I moved to New York three weeks ago and after a week I got a job in one of the biggest jewellery companies in New York PRECIOUS STONES LTD.
Well, I am the PA of DAMIEN STONES. The CEO and second hottest bachelor in New York.
The same week my boyfriend broke up with me. Speaking of Damien stones,
He is everything and more, tall, muscular, blue eyes, blonde hair, a smile you could feel all the way to your ovaries, he's a charmer.
To my surprise he has been nice and he has given me two compliments in two weeks, well I do have a lot of working experience as a PA, trust me if you could survive under my old boss you can survive in the desert. This morning was the first time I have seen him somewhat annoyed or perhaps he was angry?. It just seems a bit…..odd besides I was just five minutes late and he resumes the office by 8:00am every morning since I've been working here. I don't know why he showed up this early. I am only late because me and cherry’s banter went on longer than anticipated.
She's probably traumatised.
Okay, the morning was not the best but maybe I can make the rest of the day count. I go through his schedule for the day and make arrangements for his meeting in the afternoon. Make his coffee from the coffee maker on the top floor and delivered it to him and he didn't say thank you as usual.
He sure knows how to hold a grudge.
Tell me about it.
Time flies and it's time for his meeting. I notify him and wait for him at the board room door and when he arrives we go in together. He sits down.
“I hope I didn't keep you waiting,” he says.
“Not at all” a deep husky voice I can recognize anywhere in the world replies and I look in the direction of the voic
e and I am greeted with dark bold eyes already staring at me DEVON KINGS.
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