Chapter 1
My name is Claire and I’m the boss, or at least they call me boss, thanks to my mum. She created the company “Wedding notes” from scratch and I’m so proud to be part of her creation. When I was little, I used to be at her office and enjoy the magic area of weddings, dreaming of my charming prince. Now, I’m 33 and still no prince, only me and my work, trying to be the boss everyone – and my mom – need me to be.
Everything was going well, me assorted in work and enjoying party nights, or reading nights, or nights with strangers I’ll never met again, everything so good… until I met him. My. New. Assistant. Why?
I always had girls as assistant, but every time had to be difficult: someone too interested in my (at that time) boyfriend, someone who used to be jealous and messing with my appointments, or someone who wanted to be my friend but in maniac way.
We have to say it, I always preferred to have male friends, because they don’t judge and are honest, sometimes brutally honest, but it’s worth It when you need it. No false feelings, no jelousy. So, a man assistant, why not?
What can go wrong? I’m just a normal person who’s looking for calm in every aspect, I always wanted to live a simple life, doing things I like, working as well because I like earning things (since I was born with a work, I have to sweat for something!), and I also like enjoying the little things, no fancy things… just the little one that makes you happy.
And where is my perfect prince? I don’t like expensive dresses or bags, unplanned long trips just to be able to say we did it, I always wanted only to be loved, but in a simply way, and I didn’t find the right one, who loved me only for who I am, and not for my status, or my body, or my money, I just wanted to be… loved. But I love perfection too, and my office isn’t perfect without an assistant.
And now, my life (and love life?) has been blown out by him. Why a male assistant? When I thought was a good idea? I left the interviews to my HR teams and they said they found the perfect one. But I didn’t think it was entirely perfect…. Oh my God.
You should see him, he has this light blue shirt on blue suit trousers, light brown skin, big lips, intense eyes and a powerful smile that burned everything in me, the kind of smile that makes you forget your name and your job title. For God’s sake, my erotic dream was standing in front of me, right here, in my office, without notice, I hate surprises. I have always dreamed about a man like him, and his voice? Oh my god, so powerful and deep, I can feel it everywhere.
“Miss Jones? Are you feeling ok?”
Jesus, he’s talking to me.
“Yes?”
“I’m the new assistant, Alexander, I was introducing myself when you blacked out.”
Shit, he noticed.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m just a little sick today.”
“Well, you should’ve stayed home.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Just saying.”
“You are lucky because I'm patient, this is your first day and your first attempt to get on my nerves too?”
“No, but you seem the type someone should take care of.”
“What?”
“Just saying. So, Samantha called and asked of you, but I don’t know who Samantha is so.. and I scheduled in your digital calendar every meeting and appointment you have for tomorrow, I can also recall you who you are meeting today if you need it because I see you are a little confused right now.”
Oh god, he is exhausting, and so hot, but very exhausting. Does he know how I am looking at him or it’s only me that is seeing that little smile? Ok, just don’t be paranoid, it’s everything ok.
“Thank you, Alexander, it’s everything under control for today, you can leave, and Samantha is my best friend so for next time you’ll know. If you have any questions I’m here, if not we can talk later.”
Oh please, stay more.
“Nothing else, Miss Jones.”
“Call me Claire.”
What? Why are you doing this to yourself! Keep it professional.
“You know what? Sorry, keep to call me Mis..”
“Ok Claire, see you later.”
Ok, I didn't aspect this kind of bravery. You are fucked Claire, you know that right? And did you just hear how your name sounded through his lips? Everything is spinning right now.
*Phone vibrates*
Just in time.
*Samantha’s message*: who was the unpleasant guy, with a very sexy voice, who answered to your phone’s office and refused to let me talk to you?*
“I’ll explain everything to you at lunch. See you at Flowers cafè, I NEED to talk”.
