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The Assistant's Choice. Twenty Five
My head was pounding with the force of an unforgiving hangover. My hands wrung together in my lap as my heart pounded roughly in my chest. The bathroom was thick with the fog from my shower. I sat on the edge of the counter with my back to the mirror as the veins in my forehead throbbed with the severity of the headache. I'd slept with Clark Richmond. I'd slept with my boss. My fucking boss and it was the best sex I'd had in a long time. No, scratch that, it the was the best sex period. After the sex, we'd both been sated and a little too drunk to think of going back to our rooms. I wish I could've said I'd hightailed it out of his room as soon as I'd regained a semblance of consciousness, but that wasn't what happened at all. Sometime during the night, we'd both stirred from sleep.I'd found myself staring silently at a sleep dazed Clark, my groin swelling as the seconds tucked by. Then he was on top of me, gazing down at me with furrowed brows, as if just the site of me confused
The Assistant's Choice. One.
"You're fired."I looked up from my notes, my eyebrows pinched and my mouth agape. "I'm sorry, what?" My boss, or at least, she's now my former boss, sat on my desk, holding out a tablet."The top review. Read it." I frowned, but looked down and read what it said. "Out loud." She said, glaring at me. Though I didn't detect any hard malice, she was just upset."The service I received from this company was absolutely unprofessional." I began. "The workers are rude and talk back and one even went as far as to throw coffee all over me after a disagreement. Overall, I'm disappointed that such a large magazine can have employees with such disrespect. Signed, Clark Richmond." I gulped, looking back up at her. Her cherry red hair was pulled into a tight bun, that somehow made her glare even more terrifying. I'd been her favorite worker, or so she'd said. I don't know if I could call myself that anymore."That was the COO of The biggest investment company in the whole damn state and you poured
The Assistant's Choice. Two.
"Sir, I will be forced to call security if you do not leave."I scoffed and refused to leave my seat. It didn't matter how many times they called security ln me, I would still be back the next day.It'd been four days since I got fired from my dream job, and all because a rich entitled man child, thought it best to complain like toddler about his stupid suit. I was going to give him a piece of my mind even if it was the last thing I do. So here I am, seated in the lobby of his workplace, determined to speak to him. The lady at the desk said that he'd been out for a business trip out of town. I knew she was lying, she probably just wanted to protect her boss.I refused to let this man live without a guilty conscience though. The stupid idiot had gotten me fired and he got to walk off with the last word? Yeah, I don't think so. I crossed my legs, bouncing my knee on the shiney hardwood flooring. This place looked even more expensive than my last job. The random chandeliers that were han
The Assistant's Choice. Three.
I was late for my first day, which wasn't my fault. I'd gotten a text this morning that said that his Majesty Mr. Richmond, needed coffee. I was already twenty minutes late by that time and by the time I'd gotten his coffee from Starbucks, the bus had left.Then, I had to wait ten minutes for the next bus, and then twenty as the bus drove around town and the a five minute walk as I walked from the bus stop to my new office building.I was out of breath when the elevator opened on my floor. Jessica, the secretary of our floor -she'd finally told me her name when I'd gotten hired -smiled pitifully at me."You're latey hon." She said in her accent. She only used it when she was talking to me. I think she did it because I was always clammy.I sighed as I caught my breath. "Is he mad?"She pursed her lips. "Depends on what you mean?""Depends on what I mean? What do you mean? Is he mad or not? I'm going to get fired aren't I?" I groaned, holding my satchel close to me and gingerly placing
The Assistant's Choice. Four.
A week later and I can say that I at least have gotten the hang of things. Richmond wasn't a total douche. He just had his moods in the morning, they usually got worse if he didn't have his coffee by eight. And I found that I was right, he was a man of order, but that wasn't so bad, it did become a problem however when he was stressed out, which he definitely was this week with the deal we had to make for the city mayor. We'd jumped from meeting to meeting all week, talking to certain people. Me in the corner, typing on the laptop he'd given me. It was a little hard to keep up with at first, but after a few days and hours of doing it, I can confidently say that I at least know what I'm doing. Today was Friday. We had the meeting with the board and the city mayor, to convince him to sign with us. The more I looked at the papers involving the deal the less I liked it, but Jessica had told me it was none of my business. I kind of thought it was since I would be the one who had to pay
The Assistant's Choice. Five.
"The board wants to have a meeting about the department directors." I looked up from my game of computer chess to gaze at Richmond. He was looking down at a file, his body reclined back in his seat and his ankle crossed on his right leg. "Elias. He says most of them are screwing the secretaries, and we need to fix it."I scrunched my nose. "Did he actually say that?""He implied it." He sighed, setting the file down and looking at me. His piercing blue eyes stoic as usual. "Thing is, if he brings up the matter with board, I'll be seen as incompetent, seeing as I'm the one who hired the bastards.""What do you want to do?""I need to get rid of the worst ones, before the meeting, so that I don't get fired." I frowned."Mr. Bradley and Mr. Brandon wouldn't let that happen." I assumed so, since they seemed awfully fond of Richmond. His brow rose. "They have no power against it, kid. If they get out voted, I go. No argument about it." He ran a hand through his shiny hair. "So, what do y
The Assistant's Choice. Six.
"Mr. Delano, I'm glad you could take time out of your…many obligations to meet with me." Richmond smiled. Flat and mockingly. Delano glanced at me, an accusing glint to the look, I smiled. He glanced back at Richmond and smiled in what was supposed to be a charming grin, but looked more like a snake trying to open its mouth wide enough to fit its prey. "Mr. Richmond. I uh, gathered that this meeting may be about my team's last presentation." He scoffed dismissively. "I know it was... Horrible, to put it nicely, but I know you and I can both agree that my team was incompetent." Richmond made a non committal sound. Delano grinned again. "Lazy people, all of them under-skilled and in need of experience. Most lacked proper training."Richmond leaned back in his seat, twirling a pen with his fingers. "Interesting. Especially since…you were the one in charge of training our new interns this time around."He spoke thoughtfully. Delano went pale, and I fought a grin. Richmond sat forward and
The Assistant's Choice. Seven.
"I'm sorry." I blinked, shaking my head. "Could you repeat what you just said? I don't think I heard you right."Brandon and Bradley shared a look. "We'd like to go out with you." They both said, and I was beginning to understand why Richmond hated it when they spoke in unison. I let out a shaky breath, still not understanding anything they were saying. "You want me ... To date the both of you?"Bradley nodded. "Yes---no! No, no." He sighed. "We both like you, Sam, a lot. As juvenile as that sounds, but you can't date both of us at the same time. We're..." He glanced at his brother and his face contorted. "We're not those kinds of twins."Brandon nodded. "We'd like you to choose.""Choose?" I asked. They nodded. I spluttered. "I-I can't."Brandon looked confused. "Of course you can."I shook my head. "I… I don't even know you." I said stupidly. Bradley shook his head. "We're fully aware. We don't know you either." His brother nodded. "But we could go on dates? Separately, of cours
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