First day at work
1117 Words
MARIE
“What a pervert,” I muttered under my breath.
They broke apart instantly, their heated moment interrupted, but I kept my expression unreadable as I stared at them.
The woman turned toward me, and I had to admit she was gorgeous.
Flawless tan skin, long wavy hair, and that height. She looked like she belonged on the cover of a magazine.
Jealousy twisted in my chest, but I pushed it down.
What was someone like her doing with him? She could definitely do better.
Her sharp gaze landed on me, irritation flickering in her eyes. “Who are you, and why did you just barge in?”
Before I could answer, Sebastian composed as always spoke. “Stephanie, could you excuse us? I’ll call you later.”
She pouted. “But I just got here. We were in the middle of something.”
“I know,” he said smoothly. “But I have work to deal with. Call me when you get home.”
I watched, expression blank, as she sighed dramatically, then gave him a sweet smile before pressing a lingering peck to his cheek.
On her way out, she gave me a slow once-over, then scoffed.
Excuse you, b***h.
I clenched my jaw. She did not just look down on me.
Just because she was sleeping with him, she thought she was better than me? Please.
News flash, I had a taste of him too.
Wait what the hell am I thinking?!
I shook the thought away. I’m only here for the job. Whatever was going on between them? Not my problem.
“I didn’t think you’d actually show up.”
Sebastian’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. He leaned against his desk, arms crossed, watching me like he was trying to gauge my every move.
I straightened my shoulders. He’s not getting the satisfaction of seeing me ruffled.
“Of course, I showed up,” I said coolly. “I got the job fair and square. Did you think I’d let my efforts go to waste? If anything, I take my work very seriously. I’m here to report to my boss. Shall we get started?” I flashed a polite, almost mocking smile.
His lips twitched, but he didn’t take the bait.
“Alright,” he said simply.
He stepped closer, his imposing presence filling the space between us. I instinctively took a step back, narrowing my eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing,” he said, tilting his head slightly. “But I need you to glue this into that stubborn brain of yours. I do not tolerate unprofessionalism. I expect perfection and If you can’t deliver, you’re gone. No second chances.”
I held his gaze, refusing to be intimidated.
“Yes, sir.”
A flicker of amusement crossed his face before he turned away, heading toward his desk. I watched him go, my annoyance bubbling just beneath the surface.
Oh, now he cares about professionalism? Says the same man who fired me for no reason.
He sat down, exuding authority, and picked up his phone. “Come to my office immediately,” he instructed, then hung up without another word.
Turning back to me, his eyes darkened with seriousness. “Before Max gets here, there are a few things you need to know.”
I folded my arms, waiting.
“I like my coffee black, no sugar, no cream. I expect it every morning without fail.” His voice was firm, as if this was the most critical instruction in the world.
Seriously? Coffee orders first?
“You must be punctual. Thirty minutes before me at the very least. If I ever step into this office before you do, trust me you won’t like the consequences.”
I swallowed my irritation. Who does he think he is? A damn king?
“You will attend every meeting with me, take notes, and handle anything I ask without hesitation. I know the recruitment program covered all this, but I’m repeating it so you understand exactly how serious I am.”
His piercing gaze locked onto mine, daring me to challenge him.
I forced a smile. “Crystal clear, sir.”
He leaned back in his chair, satisfied.
“You called, sir?” Max, the old man, said as he stepped into the office.
“Yes, I did. Show Miss Marie around and make sure she settles in nicely.”
“Of course, sir,” he replied before turning to me. “Please follow me.”
I gave a small nod and walked out without sparing Sebastian a glance.
The floor was eerily silent. As we stepped out, I took in my surroundings three doors, nothing more. My brows furrowed, and Max must have noticed my confusion.
“This floor only has the CEO’s office, yours as his secretary, and the grand meeting room.”
“Oh, that explains it,” I replied, nodding in understanding.
“The entire building is structured based on hierarchy. I’ll take you around.”
“Of course.” I gave a small smile as we stepped into the elevator.
Max was thorough with the tour. We visited the managers’ offices, then went through the different department heads, where he introduced me to the key figures I’d be dealing with. After that, he showed me the cafeteria, printing room, and other essential spaces.
An hour had passed by the time we were done, and I politely excused myself. The last thing I needed was for Sebastian to use the extended tour against me even though he was the one who requested it.
I entered my office, finally taking it in properly. It was a standard setup: a polished wooden desk, a desktop already powered on, and thankfully a comfortable chair. Sighing in relief, I plopped down and glanced at the neatly arranged writing materials.
Clicking on a folder labeled Schedule, I scanned through the details.
“I see Mr. CEO has a lot of free time,” I muttered, unimpressed.
Before I could even blink, the door swung open with a sharp bang. My heart nearly leaped out of my chest.
Sebastian stood there, expression unreadable.
“Did you need something, sir?” I asked, regaining my composure.
He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he strode to my desk, dropped a stack of documents in front of me, and finally met my gaze.
“Sort these based on priority and write a detailed review for each. You have an hour.” His tone was clipped, leaving no room for argument.
Without another word, he turned and walked out.
I stared at the papers, then at the door he had just exited through.
Like seriously?
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