The Unwanted Matrimonial
, I asked, wondering which company would send a such an unorganized, clumsy person to represent them
“No. No”, she laughed softly. “I'm Maya. Maya Welman. I'm your P.A”, she extended her arm for a handshake.
Really?
“Y... You?”, I asked amused as a laugh threatened to leave my lips because all my CEO, professional life, I had the honor of having hot, emphasis on Hot attractive women working for me as my P.A's, which I had the pleasure of firing every two days just because I felt like it. This Maya woman wasn't really my ideal P.A