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I asked irritably. "For the next one month, you will be my assistant. A mediator between me and my secretary. I've told her to tell you everything on my schedule for the next month," he said and I sighed. "I'm a senior editor, not an assistant," I said with exaggerated patience. "Don't worry. She will put you through all that needs to be done. I know you will catch up fast. You can start by preparing my coffee. Ask her to tell you how I like it," he said and I eyed him balefully before walking away, my mind whirling with different thoughts.

Fifty minutes later, Cole emerged flayed, dazed, giddy, and job-having. Junior Assistant Editor. She was a junior assistant editor. Truthfully, she was still a bit shaky on what that actually involved. But, whatever it was, it was a real thing and she was going to be paid for it. Not, y’know, much. But she’d never been paid for anything before. Unless you counted that time Aiden had established a scholarship in her name after she’d given him a blow job.

Nevertheless, I have to tolerate her since I can’t go through the trouble of finding another job. “Good morning, Miss Linda,” I greeted cheerfully. “It’s Mrs. Heath never address me by my first name again if you want that promotion to become an editorial assistant you need to start working on the report on last night’s game between the Detroit Pistons and Cleveland Cavaliers. I want it on my desk by today. I don’t care how long it will take to get it done. Could she be any more of a pain in the ass? I seriously wanted to tell her to go to hell and do it herself. But I couldn’t. Aside from the fact that I actually needed that darn position, I also loved working here.

Elias did not fill the silence. "Monday," the editor said finally. "I need the final version by Monday morning. If it is not in my inbox by nine, I am reassigning the lead position to the finance desk and running their version of the consortium story instead. You will still be credited, but the framing will not be yours." The call ended. Elias set the phone down carefully and looked at the draft.

We went out into the open office where Haley and I had passed earlier. "Everyone, I would like you to meet Anne Marion. She will be the new editorial assistant." She announced loudly.

She was instructed before the woman left, since she got this job she hasn't done any real or important task that would make her feel like truly she was an editor, but it was only based on the part that she was an intern. Also, the assistant team leader was harsh on newcomers like her which made her day worser, yet she didn't want to give up because it there's anything she loved more than her life, that is her dream of being an editor and she knew that one day she will achieve that here at J&C publishing company. She kept her bag down in her seat, before taking the necessary things she would need and made her way to the photocopying room where she met tons of interns like her, who were busy w

With great difficulty, they finally cut through the security barrier and got to Keith. "Hello, Mr. Ritter. I'm the editorial assistant for Rosseera Financial Publishing. Please allow me to ask you a couple of questions."

I shrug. "You're resigning?" He looks upset. "I have to grow up sometime. But I'm gonna miss you." It's like a lightbulb goes off in his head. "What if you never have to miss me?" He has a mischievous grin which never ends well. "What do mean?" I raise my eyebrows at him. "My assistant just quit. The jobs yours if you want it." "Just like that?" I ask surprised. "Just like that! I know your job experience and your qualification. You can work as my PA and shadow one of the editors until they see you're brilliant and hire you." He looks very pleased with himself.

"My assistant is currently on maternity leave. You will take his place, and you will do the work of the editor together with me." "Your assistant won't be there?" I asked, thinking that I had seen her in the morning. "No, she only came today to help me with something, but she has serious health problems. Don't you feel qualified to carry out his position too? I just don't want to hire anyone else." He explained as he looked at me anxiously. Apparently he didn't like to do interviews. "Oh, I didn't say anything. I already told you that I'm not afraid of work. You don't have to worry, I'll do my best," I hastened to say, not wanting to be indiscreet.

I didn't know what that meant but I let it slide. "Um..so how's life?" I asked him, I know I came out a little bit curious... God, I need to take a chill pill. "Pretty good actually, I woke for a publication as an associate editor." He explained sipping some sparkling bottled water. "Oh my! That's awesome." I exclaimed eager to know more since I wanted to write and get published since childhood. "So what about you?" He asked looking surprised by my response. "Oh, I'm just a columnist for The New Reads magazine." I replied with a small smile with lingering sadness underneath that I just couldn't shake away even for just pretend. My job was far from interesting for an associate editor.