The Billionaire’s Assistant

“You’re going to work for me”

he said while looking me straight in the eyes and I gulped

“work for you? Why?” He smirked and came closer to me, his face was so close to mine that for a while I thought he was going to kiss me but he just smirked again and I swear it was so devilish

“Because if you don’t, I’m gonna make you very sorry. That’s right, I know your little secret and I am very capable of sending you to prison.” My heart skipped three beats at his revelation but I tried to keep my cool. There’s no way he knows, it’s not possible, nobody knows about it so how did he know?

“What secret?” I asked indifferently while taking a step back from him. He laughed maniacally and took a step closer

“You’re going to play this game, Angela? Really? Well then, since you want me to jog your memory, have a sit” he gestured for me to sit and proceeded to sit on the opposite chair.

He stared at me for a while and I tried desperately to hide my fear. “Well? I’m waiting” I said trying to sound as relaxed and indifferent as possible. He took out his phone and played a video then set it in front of me, blood drained from my face as I watched it. How was this possible, I could have sworn that no one saw this happening. I shut my eyes as the memory replayed in my head, the screams, the sound, the anger, the gory image, and the blood…. I opened my eyes suddenly

“Stop,” I said in a choked voice and he paused the video and put it back in his pocket.

He crossed his arms over his chest and smirked “appearances can be deceiving. Wouldn’t you agree, Miss Cameron?”

“What do you want from me,” I asked angrily

“I already told you, I want you to work for me”

“Why? I don’t know you from anywhere and by the way, I can sue you for blackmail”

“Really? Well then, go right ahead and sue me but I assure you that your time in prison would be way more than my time in prison or you may even get killed may I remind you that you don’t have any proof, I, on the other hand, have proof. So please go ahead, sue me” I stared at him blankly, he was right, he had proof, video proof, I have nothing to prove that he is indeed trying to blackmail me.

“What do you want me to do?” I finally asked and he smirked

“Easy, be my assistant” I stared at him in confusion

“Assistant?” He nodded

“Yeah, my assistant, you know, follows me around, writes out my schedules, just basically everything an assistant does”

“Why assistant? With what you have on me, I was expecting a maid or something like that” he smiled

“Don’t think it’s going to be easy Angela, I plan on making you very miserable” I sighed. There it is, I thought and I looked him squarely in the eyes

“All this for a slap Mr Perry?” I chuckled “I regret stepping foot in that goddamn mall” I mumbled

“I told you you’re gonna pay for it” he stood up “so miss Cameron, are you in or out?” I glared at him for a while before saying

“I’m in”

He tossed me a huge stack of paper “what the hell is this?” I asked

“It’s your contract, I suggest you read it first before signing it” I stared at the stack in my lap, he’s kidding right? How on earth does he expect me to read this? Nobody reads contracts these days, they just sign them, mostly without thinking

“No thank you, Mr Perry, I don’t need to read it” he raised a brow as I signed it and handed it back to him

“When do I start?” I asked

“Tomorrow, I want you in my office by six a.m tomorrow, am I clear?”

“Six a.m.? Why? Isn’t that too early?” I asked in a panicky voice and he chuckled

“If you read your contract, Miss Cameron, you would have known that it states that your boss is not to be questioned at any point in time, whatever I say, stands and you need to be here by six a.m tomorrow morning. Now, have a good day” he gestured for me to leave and I did. Maybe I should have read that contract I thought to myself as I left his office. That bastard!