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And holy shit, is he hot.
The way his arm muscles popped out of his navy-blue collared T-shirt and his piercing green eyes against his tanned skin... And he looked like he had an impressive package. I could see when he stood up to shake my hand.
Stop it, Maya. He's Kaitlyn's dad... and your new boss.
I shake my head. My phone buzzes and I see Kaitlyn's name flash up on the screen.
"Hey, girl!"
"Hey! How'd it go? Are you officially our family's newest employee?"
I laugh out loud. "He hired me on the spot!"
I keep my mouth shut about the fact that her dad and I had a few intense moments between us in his office. It was like electricity was flowing between us. It felt a little dangerous for some reason...
"I told you he'd love you!"
"We'll see! I'm heading home now to have a glass of wine and go to bed. I start tomorrow."
"Well, congrats on the new job! I'm so happy it worked out."
"Me too. Thanks for setting it up, Kait... I owe you."
* * *
The next morning,I step into the labyrinth of corporate power: Holmes Investment Offices, my new workplace. As I walk into the all-glass skyscraper, it feels like I’ve entered a high-profile chess game. People are everywhere. Moving this way and that. I make my way toward the reception desk, not sure where to find Hunter.
"Good morning. I'm Maya, Hunter's new assistant. Do you know where I can find him?”
The big-busted blonde receptionist looks me up and down before answering. "Hunter is in his office. It's the tenth floor." She taps her Barbie-pink acrylic nails on the marble desktop in front of her.
I thank her and swim through the river of people to the elevator, taking a deep breath as I press the button for the tenth floor.
When I step off the elevator, my heart starts to race like wild horses.
What's wrong with me? I never get nervous.
For some reason, I have an unusual desire to impress Hunter.
I make my way to his office, the door standing tall like an ancient fortress. I pull my hand up and give the door a few knocks.
"Come in." I hear the words echo as I push the door in. He looks up from his desk and our eyes meet for a brief but meaningful moment. He’s wearing a black button-down shirt with slacks. He looks sexy, yet intimidating. I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks.
"Welcome to Holmes Investment Offices, Maya. Take a seat."
I take my seat across from him and we start talking about the tasks for my new role.
"Alright, Maya." His voice is as crisp as the fall air. "Here's what I expect from you. First, punctuality. I don't tolerate tardiness in any form. Secondly, discretion. Whatever happens within these four walls, stays here. Thirdly, efficiency. I expect all tasks to be completed promptly and correctly. No exceptions."
He starts listing my tasks one by one.
"You'll handle my schedule, filter my emails, prepare my reports, and coordinate with the team to ensure everything runs smoothly." His tone is so stern it's almost uncomfortable. "You'll also be liaising with our clients and partners, so I expect a high standard of professionalism."
I can't help but feel a wave of intimidation wash over me. I didn't sense this stern demeanor from him in the interview. And his high expectations make him seem impenetrable.
I start to question myself.
Fuck. What did I get myself into?
