Lizzy’s POV
“Mr. Onyx expects perfection, Elizabeth. If his coffee is thirty seconds late, or if a single digit on the financial ledgers is misplaced, you will be scolded.”
I nodded numbly, trying to focus on the sharp-suited woman standing a few steps away from my new desk, who had been Onyx’s former secretary as well as his personal assistant, who had just been promoted to a higher corporate branch, and was currently putting me through my duties.
The executive floor of Laurel Holdings was suffocatingly quiet, and it had me wondering how exactly Onyx was able to do both. How could he like the fast life that was associated with the Silver Blades MC and sit here in the quiet? Wasn't it tiring?
“Got it,” I muttered, adjusting the collar of my blouse while jotting that down. “Perfect acc
