Chapter 1: Blake
“Blake, wake up!! You’re going to be late for your first day!” my mom called through my door.
My alarm clock failed this morning.
When I say failed, I mean I turned it off!
Today was my first day at Anderson Enterprise as the CEO’s P.A.
Yay!
Total sarcasm if you didn’t guess!
When I was interviewed by the HR manager Mrs. Griffith, she warned me about him.
I remember it clearly.
“There are few things he tolerates Miss Price. Those he does not are tardiness, and insubordination. He can be quite scary when he wants to be so just stay on the right side of him and you’ll be fine.”
You’re probably thinking, ‘why in the hell did you take the job then?’
Truthful answer?
I had to.
I am the sole provider for my family, my mum and my 13 year old brother, Tristan and this job pays a hell of a lot.
If I didn’t take this job, I’d end up as a stripper to pay the bills.
Dragging my body out of my warm bed, I was already regretting this.
I did my morning routine and got changed.
I decided on a cream coloured high neck shirt with my favourite form fitting black skirt and some black high heeled pumps. I accessorised with a fake pearl necklace and a chunky bracelet.
Going into the kitchen, my mum and brother were in there.
My father is no longer with us, in the sense that he’s in prison.
At the tender age of 13, I watched the cops take him away in handcuffs for battery and child abuse.
We never spoke about him or saw him ever again.
Mom handed me a cup of coffee with a plate of toast.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to take you?” she asked.
“No mom, I can drive myself to and from work. Thank you though.”
I got up once I’d finished breakfast and gathered my things.
Kissing my mom on the cheek and my brother on his forehead, I left the house to a chorus of ‘good luck.’
The building was only 20 minutes away and I made it there with 5 minutes to get my ass up to the top floor.
Sprinting into the building as best I could with heels on, I got in the elevator.
When I reached the top, I realised this was the first time I was meeting my boss.
Knocking on the door at the end of the hall with a shiny name plate
Noah Anderson, CEO, I waited to be called in.
