I could barely relax in bed, knowing I had to be up early and perfectly prepared. Before dawn broke, I was already showered, dressed, and staring into the mirror.
Everything was perfect except for one thing—my facial structure betrayed my attempt to pass as a male.
I grabbed my make up kit and quickly did some light touches, highlighting my cheekbones and jaw lines and made my eyes shut thinner. I couldn't outdo nature, so I grabbed my glasses and wore them, at least, that would cover something and make it less visible.
Actually, this is not my first time to cross dress but it's the first time I'm doing this for something as professional as such and I must do my best not to be discovered . It'd be the end of me.
I glanced at my phone and it was past seven. I stood up, observed myself in the mirror for a few seconds and left.
I was already running out of time, so I quickly hailed a cab that took me directly to the Miller Company. I paid the driver and got out of the car.
I've always heard of the Miller's but never have I seen the company in person until now, staring at the gigantic building before me made me shiver.
Even though it wasn't as big as grandpa's, it was enough to make me sweat. This will be my first time working, not as an intention but as a real worker with responsibilities.
I can't waver now, not when I've come this far. If I can walk through my disguise and still be here, then I can face just about anything and come out victorious.
The company was large, and the design was simple but nice. Walked in, unsure of where to go and who to ask for help from. So many employees, some working on their computer and others moving up and down and I couldn't help but wonder if I'm late or if this is how the morning atmosphere has always been.
Then, I overheard a group of ladies chitchatting in a corner saying,
"Seems like the boss's lady is trying to control his life and affairs" One of them said and I furrowed my brows.
"Yes, she even went ahead to pick a PA for him, making sure it was a guy and not a lady," another one added.
"Maybe she's scared a female PA might seduce the boss and threaten her position as the future daughter in-law of the Miller's"
I listened to them talk, my head trying to pick up things. If only what they are saying is true, then, it's possible the boss's fiance did whatever they were talking about cause tell me how I'll apply with all qualifications and a female and be rejected but the moment I change my name and fake my identity, I get accepted without being interviewed?
I was pulled out of my thoughts when a lady walked up to me, blond hair with a soft smile on her lips.
"You must be Brian Carter?"
I nodded," yes!" I was about to tell her I'm the new PA but I could guess from the look on her face, she knew.
"Come with me please"She turned and walked into the elevator. I followed silently.
She acted so normal, so casually and I could only guess my makeup was on point. That means I did well in disguising myself.
The ding sound rang as the elevator door opened. She stepped out into the long corridor and I followed her behind.
She was interrupted by a guy who leaned in and whispered something to her and in the next second, she asked me to wait and went off with him.
"Fair enough" I mumbled to myself, my hand crossed over the next as I held my small office bag, my eyes darting around the corridor.
Wait they said to me... doesn't matter how long I have to wait, all that matters is I get to start my work.
It was silent, everywhere until I heard a sound coming from inside the room that was two steps to my right. It sounded like an argument.
My curiosity hit immediately and in the next minute, I was at the door, leaning closer to get clearly what's been said.
"I am your fiance, Justin, I have the right to do whatever!" A lady snapped and my brows furrowed.
Now, that's boldness there...I thought.
"Yes, anything but not meddling with my professional life...why the hell will you hire me a PA of your choice? Did I tell you I need your help? I could definitely do it myself. "The guys roared.
"Exactly why I didn't let you choose your PA, cause I know it'd definitely be a lady whom you are going to cheat on me with...and I can't risk that, Justin, doing business with Aaron's means having me in your life and you know what? I can't risk fighting with another lady over you, and not with anyone lower in status...so, you better deal with it cause it's done and you are working with the PA I've chosen for you" what followed next were footsteps and before I knew it, the door pulled and I almost fell if I hadn't used my reflex.
Shit! How did I end up here?
I stood there, frozen as I was revealed to the two people who were obviously the boss and his fiance.
She frowned, eyes narrowing at me like I’d just argued with her myself.
And the man? He stood behind his desk, tall and sharp-jawed, eyes blazing but tired—like a man forced to fight battles he never chose.
"And who the fuck are you?" He growled, certainly displeased.
At me? I'm not sure... probably from that hot argument they just had.
I gulped, and squeezed my fingers to keep myself in my senses.
"Bian—Brian Carter" I tensed when I almost told my real identity.
The lady's face immediately changed as recognition dawned on her, "the hired PA?"
I nodded, nervous and scared. Not of her certainty, but of the situation I found myself in.
While the lady's encounter immediately changed to a nice and happy one, the man behind the desks seemed to be suffocating in his anger and misery I guess. His face was funny, I wanted to laugh but I dared not.
"Nice, come with me" she walked out of the room. I lingered a little longer at the door before I hurriedly shut it close and followed her.
She stepped just before we got to the elevator and faced me. I bit my inner lips, scared of not letting myself say anything bad or make any wrong move that would expose me.
"You" she began and I instinctively straightened up, picking up a manly posture.
"I chose you to be my fiance PA not because you are the best there was, many applications were there with good qualifications but I chose you because you were the only male" she paused, and pushed her hair behind with pride clearly visible on her movements.
"I just don't want those low standard ladies lurking around my man...I've heard stories of female PAs trying to seduce their bosses, such a situation, in trying to avoid" she faced me again, "so, that why I pick you cause with you, in certain my man's eyes will always be on me" she sounded so confident.
I couldn't help but laugh in my stomach. I wish she knew that the person she chose isn't actually a male as she presumes but a lady in male disguise.
But what can I say? I feel so proud of myself, to be able to stand here and make all these people believe in who they see without knowing anything.
I smiled, "thanks, Ma"
She scoffed, "don't thank me yet, there's a payback"
I frowned, but not hard enough for her to see. Thanks to the fallen hairs on my face.
"I want you to follow him, everywhere he goes...make sure to tell me if you see him getting close to any lady, I repeat, any lady " she emphasized.
Now I believe those workers, the boss's fiancee, are definitely insecure and scared of the boss who chose someone over her.
But why? She wasn't that bad of a beauty even though I could boldly hit my chest that I am hundred times prettier than her.
"Easy-pissy...all done" I chimed and she nodded.
"Keep your part and I'll make sure you stay longer" she flipped her hair as she turned on her heel and entered the elevator. I watched the elevator close until she was no longer seen.
Whatever this job was supposed to be, it wasn’t going to be simple.
It wasn’t going to be safe.
And God help me... it wasn’t going to be boring.
"Hey!" I barked, forcing my voice deeper as I raised a hand sharply, stopping him in his tracks. My heart thudded against my ribs, but I masked it well."I don't mean to be rude, but just because you heard me sound like a girl just now doesn't mean I'm gay like you," I said, keeping my voice cold, my eyes scanning the room for an exit—or anything I could use to defend myself if things got ugly."And for the record," I added sharply, "you’re not even my type. So back off."I didn’t want to be cruel. But if cruelty would keep him away, then I’d be heartless.For a split second, I feared he’d keep coming—his eyes glinted with something unreadable. My pulse spiked, and my gaze darted to a nearby glass cup on the shelf. Not ideal for a fight, but better than nothing. If he made a move, I'd use it.I couldn’t risk exposure. I couldn’t risk a physical confrontation either.But then… he pouted.He actually pouted like a scolded child. My entire body froze, blinking in disbelief."It's not lik
I stood there, unsure of what to do next. He's put me in a tight spot, yet, I can't seem to get myself off this. "Sir...I..." I stuttered, not sure what was going on in his head. Does he expect me to change here? If I do then he will find out I'm not a boy and that will be the end of me.Sweat dripped down my face profusely, my palms grew wet and every nerve on my body screamed for me not to move. This is it, it's over.I gulped and began unbuttoned my shirt when he spoke "What do you think you are doing?" I looked up and found him staring at me with a frown, and I gulped again, nervous and unsure."I...you asked me to change" "And who the hell told you I'm interested in watching you get dressed?" I bit my inner lips to hit my shame, it wouldn't kill if he showed me to his rest room to get changed."Over there" he pointed, "you are left with less than two minutes" I ran into the bathroom before he could complete his sentence and got changed. The chest binder was still intact and
As soon as the elevator door closed, a hand landed on my shoulder causing me to half scream. I turned around only to see the lady from before staring at me with a confused look."Are you okay?" She asked and I nodded.I lied. She nearly gave me a heart attack with that surprise approach."I'm sorry I left you standing, something urgent came up... please, come with me to see the boss" she turned and we both walked back into the office.We got in and I carefully closed the door behind. There he was, the boss sitting behind his desk looking so dull and moody. "Sir!" She greeted and said nothing after what.His eyes fell on me and I shivered in fear. I understand what I first encountered wasn't the best but I've done nothing to deserve such a glare."What's your name?" I heard him ask but I was too lost in my head and scared to talk, I just stood there and stared back at him."Are you deaf or something little man?" He growled and I snapped out of my head."Brian Carter!" Then, I remember
I could barely relax in bed, knowing I had to be up early and perfectly prepared. Before dawn broke, I was already showered, dressed, and staring into the mirror.Everything was perfect except for one thing—my facial structure betrayed my attempt to pass as a male.I grabbed my make up kit and quickly did some light touches, highlighting my cheekbones and jaw lines and made my eyes shut thinner. I couldn't outdo nature, so I grabbed my glasses and wore them, at least, that would cover something and make it less visible.Actually, this is not my first time to cross dress but it's the first time I'm doing this for something as professional as such and I must do my best not to be discovered . It'd be the end of me.I glanced at my phone and it was past seven. I stood up, observed myself in the mirror for a few seconds and left.I was already running out of time, so I quickly hailed a cab that took me directly to the Miller Company. I paid the driver and got out of the car. I've always h
I knelt before the mirror on the floor in my small cramped apartment, scissors hooked between my fingers as I stared at my half long hair and the already chopped pieces on the floor. A tear rolled down my eyes, I have to do this to survive.If I were born a man, I wouldn't be kneeling here and cutting everything off that made me me.On my small bed were a pair of men's clothes and a fake ID of me as a man. It comes with the pain of being rejected even though my skills and qualifications perfectly fit the job description.The hardest thing in life is trying to gain people's acceptance, but that has never been a problem to me because my grandpa accepted me for me and never regretted having me. In fact, he dots me to the point I fear I don't have a life aside from living off his wealth and riches.After I graduated from college, I decided to get my identity, to be me without my grandpa. To find love and learn to build a life on my own. Grandpa doesn't know about this, he will never acce
It started like every other night — laughter, drinks, and stories that made us who we are. But it never felt this right before.Me, staring at the man I've come to love, wishing he knew me for me and not the lies I made him believe.His laughter, the way it echoed in the room, and how my heart responded was a completely different thing. The peaceful look on his face and how casually he talked when not being stressed of confusion made my heart swell.Can this ever happen? Us? I doubt it has always been in my heart and having it happen in reality will be a complete miracle. Yes, a miracle.I was pulled out of my heavy thoughts by his call."Are you okay? Brian?" His eyes, the concern it held as he stared deeper into my soul left me weak to my knees. I nodded with a smile that only he could give me, "yes" I glanced at the file on the table, "it's indeed amazing how far you've come, congratulations, sir!"Today, he just struck another deal with the Hilton's Empire, the second largest to