Chapter 19. Position

Point of View: Emara Stone

Today will be my first day as Ryan's personal secretary. I am more scared than excited, as I don't trust my hormones around him. Every time I see him something inside me wants to grab his hands and put it on my body. Every molecule in my body itch to touch him.

My inner hoe wants to get assaulted by him. Sexually.

I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with a hot wheel's car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay!

I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?

I immediately grab it and start to read:

Party A: Ryan Damison

Party B: Ethan Stone

Purpose: Party A owns, possesses some confidential information of the technical, business, or personal nature. Party B agrees to receive and Party A is willing to supply the information on the terms and conditions set out in this agreement for purpose of Party B providing service to Party A.

Disclosure Restriction: Party B shall not directly or indirectly disclose or transfer the information to the third party without Party A's prior written consent.

In case of breach of this agreement, Party B shall be authorized for a trial in court, pay for the breach of the agreement, or shall be sent to jail in severe case. The conflict shall be solved based on the satisfaction and content of Party A.

In case of confusion or difficulty in understanding, please re-read it.

Party B signature:

What the Fuckkkkkk! Jail? Trial in court? Ransom? What kind of information does this person hold to keep it so much confidential? I read it all over again then sign it. I do my original signature as it contains only E.S. letters.

I read other papers which say, Rules and Behavior to follow:

-> Be present at sharp 9 am. You can leave only after 6 pm, in some cases, time can be extended for a few hours depending upon the workload.

-> Prior information to be given about the meetings, seminars, private summits and their reports to be prepared in the hard and soft copy before its onset.

-> Any kind of file, parcel, letter, package other than confidential needs to be disclosed before presenting it. In few cases prepare the report.

-> You are allowed to walk in the CEO's cabin only when he is present or when you are ordered to without any formalities.

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There were around fifty-one rules to follow. I read them all one by one then take its copy and stick on the bulletin board to my left.

I take the Non-Disclosure Agreement and walk straight inside his cabin without knocking. I see Ryan assessing some papers which are lying everywhere on his table. He looks up at me, my shirt then at my pants, and starts to shuffle his papers again with a sour face. What did I do?

I couldn't help but stare at him, hotty looks tired like he is working day and night. His dark circles remind me of a girl's Instagram bio, the bags under my eyes are Gucci.

"I have signed NDA, read all the rules and behavioral papers. Today your schedule says there is only one meeting at 4 pm with the Jenner's at Peri-Peri restaurant." I keep the papers on the table as I look back at him.

I can't decide if I should make him breakfast, an extra-large coffee, or six shots of vodka as he looks really exhausted like a tired pigeon.

Ryan nods without giving me any attention while his hands' movement increases, he looks like Flash working with papers in a government bank. I leave him to do his work and walk towards my table.

*Tring*

"Hello?" I speak as I get seated on my chair. "Ethan! Hi, this is Rita. How are you?" A flirtatious girlish voice comes from the phone.

This bitch.

"Rita! Hi, I can't talk now I am working. At lunch maybe?" I try to sound professional. "I know Ethan. Haha, you are so funny. There is a package from Amazon for Ryan. I am sending it on the tenth floor and see you at lunch." I hear her irksome giggles before she keeps her side of the phone.

And I really feel like a dumb bitch.

I politely thank the delivery man as I receive the package. I look for any confidential note but find nothing, so I start to unwrap it. As I open the package my eyes go wide, so wide that they might fall out of my face anytime. I heard a lot about it but never read it.

The book of sexual pleasure, Kama Sutra.

Kama Sutra is one of the great classics of erotica, renowned for its detailed advice on love and lovemaking. It's an Indian Sanskrit book that is translated into English.

Curiosity bites me and I start to read it. I see images that illustrate all sixty-four sexual positions with instructions in detail. I look at the package to know who send it and see it was ordered from Ryan's personal email id.

Hotty is such a freak. Sixty-four fucking sex positions. Oh my god!

I take the book and walk straight into Ryan's cabin. I see him working on his laptop gravely. I clear my throat and speak, "Sir there is a parcel which was sent by-" He doesn't let me finish and asks me rudely, "What is it? Did you read the rules properly?" While still working on his laptop.

"Sir it looks like a book and it was ordered by-" I feel more flushed as I try to complete my sentence. "Read fast and leave. Don't waste my time." He sternly orders without even looking at me or the book.

Fine! If that's what you want, Asshole.

I open the book and speak smugly, "The complete illustrated, Kama Sutra. Sexual plea-" I couldn't even complete it as the book was roughly snatched away from my hands. I see Ryan looking fiercely at me like that angry green color flying thing from Powerpuff girls.

Buttercup.

His eyes and eyebrows are scrunched downwards in anger and his mouth is frowning in a cute piggy way. I mentally laugh at him. Aye, your secret is out!

I thought to push him a little so I finally say that I wanted to say for so long,

"Sir, should I make a report on it?"