JONATHAN POV
A sense of relief washed over me, and I wasn’t sure why. There was something about Maddie that drew me to her. Because of this, I was sure that I was treating her better than I had any of my other assistants. But I spoke the truth when I told Maddie about the bad assistants I had. There was a string of several who were just not good and lacked basic skills to be even a decent assistant. The one decent one I had was more interested in getting in my pants. I nearly let her give me a blow job in my office before I came to my senses and stopped her. She went crying out of my office and I fired her immediately. If that made me an ass, then so be it.
Maddie was different. She knew her stuff and was able to adapt to my moods and needs. Even when I got upset following the meeting regarding the project manager, she just rolled with it. She knew I wasn’t yelling at her and didn’t respond by getting upset, like one of the assistants did when I
I had spent the last several days avoiding Jonathan. I did my job and that was it. The regular conversations we had during lunch or when I brought him reports and files had all but stopped. I had solidified my decision to ask Emma to come back and work with her after the retreat. I would talk to her about it as soon as we returned. I loved working for this company and wanted to stay here as long as I was in New York, but there was no way that I could stay here working for Jonathan.I couldn’t take the hiding and the pretending. At least if I worked with Emma, I wouldn’t see Jonathan every day. I didn’t sign up for being his assistant and I just couldn’t do it anymore. I also couldn’t be thinking about who Jonathan was doing what with. It wasn’t my business, but I could not help the way that I felt. It wasn’t just jealousy that I felt. It literally hurt my heart.On Monday it had looked like he wanted to say something about what
I woke up early to ensure that I could get in and out of the bathroom before Jonathan got up. I started the coffee maker and checked the fridge, pleasantly surprised to see that it was well stocked. I remembered how much Jonathan liked French toast. The cinnamon raisin bread in the pantry would be perfect for it.I took all the ingredients out and got cooking. I turned on some music and started making breakfast. I was moving to the music, singing along, just enjoying the morning. The sausage was cooking, and the French toast was nearly done. One of my favorite songs came on and I sang long, getting lost in the music. I turned off the stove and went to get two plates. I turned back to the stove, putting sausages and a few pieces of French toast on each plate. I pulled the warmed syrup out of the microwave and added it to the table. I was still singing along to the music when the sound of a chair moving pulled my attention.“Holy shit, you scared the crap out of me
I took a deep breath and opened my bedroom door. Jonathan sat on the couch, a glass of whisky in his hand. I stepped out and closed the door, walking towards Jonathan. He didn’t look up as I approached. He appeared to be staring at the coffee table, his jaw clenching and unclenching.I took a seat in the chair across from Jonathan. I pulled my legs up close to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs. I could feel my body shaking. The emotions coursing through me were just too much for me to sort out.“What the fuck, Tilly?” Jonathan seethed, his words coming out like fire. “No word from you for six years and you show up, hiding yourself as my assistant?”I flinched back at his cutting words. “It’s complicated.” I replied, realizing that the words were not going to help at all. He responded as I would have expected.“Complicated? Please enlighten me as to how it is complicated. It was so c
JONATHAN’S POVI watched as Tilly went to bed. I had been waiting for this day for so long and now that it was here, I had absolutely no idea what to think. I believed everything that she told me, I really did. I didn’t doubt that something significant had caused her to leave like she did back in college. And as much as I wanted to go into her bedroom and be with her again, my head was all over the place and I didn’t know what to think.“She told me some messed up shit, Jake. I believe what she told me but, damn, she has gone through more shit than I ever would have imagined.” I sighed, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, my hands on my head.Jake sat on the chair across from me, Amalia taking up the spot on his lap. “It must be some bad shit if she was disguising herself. No one would do that for the hell of it.” Jake stated, running one of his hands through his hair.I nodded my head, taking a deep breat
It had been weird spending the day as Maddie. Not weird or strange because I did it, because I had been doing it on a fairly regular basis, but strange because I had never been Maddie around anyone who knew who I actually way. In many ways, I didn’t want to be Maddie anymore. It would be nice to just be Tilly again.As the last meeting of the day wrapped up, I contemplated if it was at all possible to be me but just not look like me. People at work might think that it was strange that I suddenly had a southern accent, and maybe I couldn’t lose that, but I couldn’t overlook the fact that it would be very enjoyable to otherwise be Tilly. I couldn’t get rid of my disguise, at least not until I was certain that the threat from my dad had passed. It did make me wonder if and when my dad was stopped, if the actual threat would stop. He implied that there was a hit out for my life, but I honestly wasn’t convinced that my dad just wasn’t trying to
“Seriously, Carlo? I can’t even go to the bathroom without you following me?” It had been along week of Carlo following me around at work. I liked Carlo, I really did, but his level of security had escalated over the week. There was some new information obtained that Gregory, my father, or whatever was most appropriate to call him, might be in New York City. Over the week, Carlo went from just being around to not leaving my side. Today was the first day he had followed me to the bathroom.Carlo shrugged his shoulders and continued to follow me to the bathroom. “Let me check the bathroom first.” He stated. I stood to the side and waited for Carlo to check.After finishing up, I exited the bathroom. “What do you want for lunch today, Carlo?” I asked, walking back towards my office.“You don’t need to get my anything.” Carlo stated, turning towards the elevator as it opened.“And I told you th
I stood in the living room, stunned. I should have been stunned because of what Jonathan told me about Gregory being in New York City and actively looking for me. But I wasn’t stunned about that. I was stunned because I wanted Jonathan to kiss me, I was certain that he was going to, and he walked away.I couldn’t figure anything out. Deep down, I had hoped that Jonathan and I could get back together. While Jonathan had tried to sleep with others to move on past me, I had not been with anyone since I had left. Most of the time I wasn’t even thinking about sexual gratification. My mind would move to that when I would think about Jonathan, but outside of seeking out my own release, I was too scared running to even think about having a one-night stand, let alone trying to start a relationship.Maybe I was stupid to think that Jonathan would even want to be with me again. I must have read things wrong, because when he walked away, I had a clear answer.
“It was Jimmy Hanover.” Carlo stated from next to me. I was standing in the health and beauty section at the store, trying to find the hair color remover. After Jonathan and I had kissed in the kitchen, Carlo indicated that if I wanted to go to the store, he wanted me to go immediately. Steve was coming over this afternoon to discuss changing up the security detail. Carlo wanted all errands to be run this morning because, as he stated, I was going on “lockdown” later today.I was still pissed at Carlo. Nearly as soon as Jonathan’s lips touched mine, Carlo was coming out from his bedroom informing us of some new developments, mainly that Gregory had shared Maddie’s picture with some pretty vile people. It was now or never if I wanted to go to the store.“Jimmy always told me he kept everything confidential.” I stated as I picked up two boxes of color remover. I placed them in my basket. I ran through everything that I had