The Last Love

Back to Work

Nicholas POV:

I never saw her again after our first real meeting, in the hospital. I just can't bring myself to her. And knowing that he has a boyfriend I just lost all of my hopes. I just sent her flowers and some fruits every day until she got out of the hospital. I just spoke to her sister only and asked about her situation.

Last week Arriana told me that her sister and the i***t man had broken up already, that fucker was cheating on her! After hearing that news, I felt rage! But at the same time happy, knowing I have my chance on her. And I asked my best men to find the fucker and I will deal with him! But the i***t left the country!

But I really wish.. NO.. I need to see her again. I think I might pay her a visit later after work. Oh! Kitten, it's been a long week! A devilish smirk on my face was formed just thinking about her. These past few weeks are hell for me, I can't get her out of mind! 'See you later Kitten!'

As per the HR, The former PA of Conti will be back today after her 1-month sick leave. That means she is my PA now. She didn't tell me the details or I didn't bother to ask what happened! I just can't replace her, according to HR the PA was the best they ever had in this company. She can close the deal without the CEO backing her up. If it's true that means I can leave the company to her whenever I am out of the country, she is able to manage my business...Our business... Ederson Conti made a lot of money from her as per the report they presented to me at the last meeting.

A buzz sounds, pulling me from my thoughts. I hit the button to respond. "Yes, Anne?" My receptionist.

"Vincent here for you, sir."

"Send him in."

Vincent enters a moment later, swaggering across space with a stupid smile on his face.

"How's it going, Nick?" He grins as he heads over to the little bar I have near my desk.

"Fine, Vicent. Still making me money?"

"Always." He pours himself a whiskey and sits down in the chair facing my desk. "This quarter's shaping up very, very nicely."

"You say that every day."

"It keeps being true."

I smile a little bit. "Make sure it stays that way."

"Of course." He grins and sips his drink. "How is it in here, Boss?"

"The usual," I say, glancing at the window.

"You think about coming to the staff meeting tomorrow?"

I give him a look. He just shrugs a little. "Gotta try," he says.

I roll my eyes. "No, you don't."

"Anyway, trades are going smoothly. The Mexican guys are coming in a few days, and we'll discuss further integration with them."

"Good. Make sure they understand how much I wish this partnership to happen."

"Of course." He waves his hand, still grinning.

Vincent is a good soldier if a little too ambitious. He's my eyes and ears outside of this room, to my illegal business, he is my right-hand man and I rely on him to run the company in ways that I'm unable to. I keep the big picture in mind, building our overall strategy from the ground up, while Vincent oversees the day-to-day operations.

I've known him for a long time. He was there when I took over the Mafia Organization from my father, and he's been with me ever since. He's a few years older than I am, thinning hair, paunch around the middle, but a solid performer. I know he wants to muscle me out completely, but he's too useful just to simply remove him.

"Anything else?" I ask him.

He shrugs. "Heard the former PA will be back today?."

"Yes, she was on sick leave as per the HR, I haven't met her during the first meeting last week with the staff."

"What do you think?"

I shrug, I haven't seen her yet Vincent. "Might, she's like the rest of them."

He laughs at that. "Come on, boss. You gotta lighten up. Nobody's gonna be perfect."

"I need perfection."

"Nah, you don't. You just need a hot girl that only messes up sometimes."

I sigh, glancing at the window. "Wise as always, Vincent."

"Happy to help." He knocks back his whiskey and stands. "Call if you need me."

I nod and he goes to leave but hesitates at the door.

"What's wrong?" I ask him.

"Don't fire or replace this one, I heard she is an outstanding PA to that old man, may his soul rest in peace."

I raise my eyebrow at him. "What do you care?"

"You're just so miserable when you fire them. Keep her around, okay?"

For a second, I think Vincent might actually care. But then I remember who I'm dealing with.

"I'll keep that in mind."

He sighs. "And come to the staff meeting." He leaves my office, the great doors swinging shut behind him.

I stare out the window again, thinking about what he said. Maybe I have been too harsh on my previous assistants, but I can't help it. I can't abide by laziness and all their pathetic excuses. Two of them quit on me, just because I'm a little demanding, and the others couldn't hack it at all.

I buzz Anne, "and where the hell is supposed to be a personal assistant?" the anger and annoyance in my tone were very evident as I shouted, "Send her in, now!" I yelled.

Thirty seconds later, the doors open again, and "I'm here." a voice answered in a scared tone. But there was something familiar about it, I looked up 'The Greyish Brown eyes! Isabella Ricci! s**t! I never thought in a million years that she is the PA, how? s**t! I'm connecting the dot... The 1-month sick leave didn't occur to me that it was her! The doors swing shut behind her as she approaches my desk, hands clasped in front of her, doe, pretty eyes locked on mine. She bows her head slightly and I feel my pulse thumping in my chest.

She's wearing a cream-colored blouse, tight around the breasts, tucked into a tight black skirt. She was wearing a stiletto, and it made her hips and legs look gorgeous. I take her in for a moment, inspecting her body, her makeup, her hair. The f**k! I'm screwed big time! This woman will be the death of me!

"I didn't know you were working here, How are you? I asked her in an abrupt voice.

"I'm fine Mr. Admos, sir, and yes I've been working here for 2 years now" she replied in her scared voice.

'Oh Kitten, My Innocent baby girl, I didn't mean to scare you' I muttered to myself.

"Great to hear that, Are you sure? Are you ready to go back to work? It's okay if you can't. I can still wait. 'Wait my ass!', I scolded myself! 'You've been waiting for this day to see her again. What stupid question is that?' My subconscious again.

"I'm okay to go back to work Mr. Adamos, I'm all healed" she answered me in her most angelic voice. I felt my friend down there twitch! f**k!

"Okay, just let me know if you are not able to. I need you to do something for me," I say softly.

"Yes, sir?" she asks, the perfect picture of obedience. s**t!

Yes... obedience... I like that! Let's see how much you'll really obey.

"I need you to bow to me."

She blinks her pretty doe eyes and doesn't move a muscle as a smile plays at my lips.