CHAPTER SEVEN: FIRST DAY WITH THE BOSS.

*SUSAN*

"Don't worry girl you'll do just fine" Leo lazily said, but I doubt she was listening to me, she was lazily sprawled out on my couch, munching on Ores and eighty percent of her attention was on the TV show, the bachelor.

I still don't get that show, it's not like they fall in love with each other for real, it was all fake but Leo seems to enjoy it a lot.

"I've once had to present a report one on one and it wasn't that bad" Aisha said as she strolled out of my kitchen with a glass of red wine in her hand.

It doesn't take a psychic to know that was she said was a lie and she's just seeking to comfort me.

Leo and Aisha were at my house, for the first three hours we talked about my new temporary job to be the boss's assistant.

I told them about my scary encounters with him, and it was obvious it freaked them out, but they were trying to make me feel better but it wasn't working.

" He freaks everyone out Aisha" I rolled my eyes at her.

I pressed the pillow I was holding into my face and let out a frustrated groan. I was currently lying in the middle of my sitting room, staring at the ceiling of my apartment, tracing the pattern on it with my eyes.

"All you need to do is, do everything he asks and do them well, don't give him a chance to be annoyed with you, keep your answers short, and hold in that tounge of yours and you'll be fine" Leo attention was no longer in the Tv, obviously they were true with the Bachelor episode.

" What do you mean by ' that tounge of yours'?" I grumbled.

" You Know... You are not afraid to voice out your opinion, and I love that about you but hold it in for a little while to avoid getting killed" She gave a small teasing smile at the end.

"You think I'll get killed?!" This time I was sitting up.

" Maybe" my eyes widen in fear " I mean no" she added but I didn't believe her.

"Your scaring her Leo, you'll do fine sir, and if anything think of the huge bonus you get after this... You should let that be your motivation"

I smiled at Aisha, she always know what to say, I would focus on the huge bonus cheque at the end of all this.

I needed the money after all. I was going to buy Sam a new car. The car he had right now he bought himself and I am planning to get him a new car as soon as he enters senior year.

" Yes, the money, i do need it" I agreed.

" Now that's the spirit" leo cheered,

and I just glared at her.

Her thing didn't make me feel better, Aisha's did.

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I stared at the details that was displayed on the screen of my laptop. I had read through them before, but I had no idea what to do sitting inside the luxurious private airplane.

The interior had a black and gold design.

Although the seat was extremely comfortable, I wasn't because sitting five foot away from me was no other than my boss, but he was currently on the phone, and speaking in a language I don't really understand.

I focused all my attention on the screen before I decided to quit staring at business details instead I played Candy crush while reduced the volume so the boss would have no idea what I was doing.

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"Miss, miss... Miss" someone kept tapping gently on my shoulders, opening my eyes I saw that it was a black haired woman who had blue eye contacts in and was in an air hostess uniform.

" We've arrived in New York" she informed, the grumbled before fully opening my eyes, and realise that we've already landed, and I fell asleep playing Candy Crush.

",Mr Marcelo is waiting in the car"

I immediately jumped out of my seat, grabbing my hand bag and dashing out of the plane with the air hostess behind me.

I was led to the slik black car, a man in his mid thirties that I assumed to be the body guard because of his build, opened the door, I smiled, muttering a small thank you before entering and already seated was the intimidating boss.

"Sorry" although he ignored the small apology I let out, his cold unchanging face was facing straight forward.

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Today will be my first day in New York working with my boss. I've never been to New York before although we had a class trip to New York when I was in senior year but I was too busy taking care of Sam because he badly injured himself getting into trouble with his friends.

I looked at my self in the mirror with a satisfied look on my face. I look presentable enough and not like a total garbage. I know I'll never be able to reach Mr Marcelo's standards of power, influence and sophistication but I should at least look presentable.

I decided to put more make-up than I usually do. I went for a natural look but I didn't want something too plain or look like I'm trying. So I went with a small light shade of nude eye shadow, I put on an eyeliner and I went with a light pink glossy lip. I didn't need to add blush or something like that or fill my eyebrows. One of my best quality is my eyebrows, it was full and has a natural shape. People always comment on it or ask how I got it shaped so perfectly. According to Leo, I have a perfect brows to die for, Although I think she's exaggerating.

I put on a cream chiffon shirt with a black skirt that had a small slit in front, and enhanced my shape but not too much. I decided to go with black stilletho. My hair was packed in a pony tail, I had to be prepared for anything and there's nothing more annoying than your hair getting in your way when you are badly stressed and working.

I had everything prepared in my bag for every occasion. Miller sure had a long list of instructions, and Dos and DON'Ts. I wrote them all down in my note pad and had them memorised just in case. Most of what was in the list I classified as ridiculous , extreme or scary. Guess I'll walk on eggshells around him.

I went up to the boss's suit. The hotel we were staying right now belonged to KING'S INDUSTRIES. Standing in front of the elevator was Marcelo's security detail upon seeing me, his eyes flashed with recognition.

" Good morning" I flashed a small smile at him but his face remained emotionless. I went up into the private elevator that led up to the boss's suit.

Getting out of the elevator. Mr Marcelo looked his usual intimidating powerful self in his expensive suit that was made by a very famous designer just for him.

"Good morning sir"

He seemed to ignore me, well I didn't expect lots from him. He stood up and walked to the elevator. I pressed the button for him and followed behind him like an obedient servant into the elevator.

He spent the elevator ride staring into the screen of his phone and I awkwardly stood behind him, praying that my day goes well.

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We spent the morning having meeting with the executives that were incharge of his businesses in New York, and goodness were they terrified of him, men who were obviously powerful, rich and learned people were almost kissing the floor he walked on.

He rearly spoke, but he had this bone chilling glare that can turn any man to a jello. They were obviously terrified of him, and Mr Marcelo seemed really smart and he was a perfectionist, he picked at every single detail they said, and everything he said seemed like a threat that was backed up with a promise. The look in those men eyes had a story to tell and they seemed terrified of him from experience.

After meetings upon meetings,Mr Marcelo ordered we should be taken to a ridiculously expensive restaurant.

I was surprised because Mr Marcelo doesn't eat anywhere and had his own private chef but I knew better than to question him and although I hated the fact that I followed him without question, there was nothing I could do. I was here staring at the ridiculous prices of the meals. Were the food made of gold?,Can eating the food cure Cancer. Eating a meal here can make me go bankrupt.

I could feel someone heavy stare on me. Looking up I met the cold grey eyes of my boss. I didn't know how to react to him staring at me, so I just gave a small smile but his face was still static and unmoving. He seemed to be waiting for me to order. I then realized we came here for me to eat but it would be better if he spoke more instead of staring at me.

I looked to my side to see a male waiter waiting patiently and I realized it was time for me to place my order.

"Ummmm"

That was all I could let out. A sea food was still within my price range but who in the world likes fish, let alone an averagely cooked meal. Can I just order the side salad, that would only be embarrassing.

" I'll just have water." I smiled at the Waiter.

I ignored the waiter's expression, I had a lot on my plate, I was saving up for Sam's new car, although the company pays me enough for me to survive but I spend on budget. I've been doing it since I was twelve and it's has become an habit not to go over my budget.

The boss ordered the meal on number two for me. I wanted to tell him no but I knew better.

"I'm paying" that was all he said.

Is it just me or is the fact that he says short words and rearly talk annoying.

And after awkward moments of me eating and him staring at me while I pretend that the way for stake look was very interesting we headed back to the hotel.

" You are staying with me in my Suite"

What!, My eyes almost bulged out of my socket.

Move into his Suite?.

"W-what?, I mean why?"

I knew Miller said he hated questions well I loved questions, I hated this order and follow routine.

He was clearly annoyed by my question.

" Because I said so" he growled.

I knew I should just do what he says but my big mouth just had to say something.

" I like my room, and I appreciate my space" I should have stopped at that but like an idiot I continued.

"If you need me for anything, I'll come to your Suite".

He looked angry, and in a flash his face was inches away from mine. The car was already suffocating with his presence now it was chocking.

" You'll move to my Suite, my little Vixen or I'll carry you myself again" he trailed his finger along the side of my face before pulling away.

And I was left in shock by the reminder of what happened that night, the chilling echo of his voice in my head, his new nickname for me, and all I could do was stupidly stare out the tinted window.

Well guess I'm moving into my Boss's Suite.