The Secretary's Spell

I stood outside the glass-walled office, nervously clutching a pen and small note book in my hands.I'd rehearsed and still rehearsed countless times for this moment.Nathan Cliff, billionaire,smart genius CEO, was definitely not going to be easy to work with.This was a great opportunity for me; I couldn't mess it up.As I entered the office, I was struck by how sleek and modern the decor looked."Miss Rose?""Yes, sir," I nodded. I stood in front of his desk.Nothing prepared me for the intensity of his gaze; his eyes seemed to see right through me."Ah, Rose, our new secretary," his deep voice dragging my attention. "I trust you're ready to work and satisfy my demands. I hope you'll be able to keep up."I nodded, trying to hide my nervousness. "Yes, sir, I'm ready and willing to learn.""I'll be straightforward, Miss Rose; your ability to work under stress would be key to determining if we can work together."I nodded. "Yes, sir."He sat back, clasping his hands. " Let's get starte

"What are we gonna do?" I stared at Nathan worriedly.I didn't know how far we were from the country manor."Get in the car," Nathan ordered.I nodded, and I rushed into the car, Nathan was trying to make a call, slowly his face was etched with a frown."Damn it!" He tossed the phone away. "Network's down."I frowned, what would we do? We couldn't possibly walk to the manor in the rain, we couldn't head back either, and the road was quiet and desolate.We were stuck here I realized."What do we do now sir?" I asked after a moment of silence, I stared at the raindrops pouring down the glass.Nathan folded his hands, not answering me.I sighed, I stared away into space, the silence stretched on and on.I yawned, drowsy I looked over, Nathan had adjusted the seat to be in a reclining position.I silently prayed for the weather to get better. As I stared out at the rain my eyes gradually became heavier and heavier until eventually, I slept off.I woke up with a start, my body felt a littl

I felt like the world around me was spinning."Rose… Get this set of files to HR immediately.Call Mr. O'Shea and speak to him about the proposal. I don't care what you do; just sell it.Decline this invitation.Stamp these files. Yes, I meant every single one."Nathan had been barking orders nonstop; I felt exhausted. I've been on my feet all day.The temptation overcame me again. I glanced at my watch; it was just past two.I sighed frustratedly. Why couldn't the time speed up a bit? I grumbled as I stamped the thick sheet of paper.Nathan had dumped them earlier; I was to stamp every single one. How was that possible? I'd wondered in shock as I stared at the pile; they were numbered in hundreds."Hey, you look beat; are you okay?" Justine suddenly stepped in. "I didn't see you come out for lunch."I nodded wearily. "I've been up to my neck in this; he needs it ready before he goes."We spoke in low tones,so Nathan wouldn't overhear us."What!?... But that's impossible." Justine sta