Chapter 1
Up until I started working as a personal assistant to Carter Baez, life was easy. Some people might say my job doesn’t require much skill and it doesn’t, except my boss drives me fucking insane. I don’t mean like he piles a ton of office work or has me picking up his dry cleaning. Nope, that would be normal stuff i’d be okay with doing. Instead he expects me to find dates for him, personally clean his house and clothes, and still finish all the other office work. I forgot to mention, the innuendo he throws my way. I get paid well, that’s why I don’t quit.
Mr. Baez is an asshole. I hate him. He drives me insane. I understand that he is the boss but that doesn’t mean he can yell at me for everything even when it’s not my fault. If he could be more cordial towards me instead of acting like a raging bitch that would be great. I’m not saying that he has to hold my hand and be fluffy with me, just that he treat me like a person.
That is why I’m stuck inside my office at 10 pm instead of at home with a glass of wine. Gavin left about two hours ago and that idiot, Becky, left at exactly 5. She never has to stay late. I on the other hand get the most messed up boss.
The good thing is I’ve made a couple of friends at the office, Gavin and Brandon, they’re personal assistants to other higher ups.
Gavin has such a baby face and an athletic body, women throw themselves at him. He’s hispanic but many people confuse him as being white, due to the fact that he is light skinned. We have a ton of things in common. I wanted to date him when we met, but we both decided to just stay friends.
Brandon has that cute geeky look going for him. Everyday he wears thick rimmed glasses, and a suit with a bow tie. Perfect effortless messy hair, and pretty boy features. He could be a model. He’s been a personal assistant longer than Gavin and I combined. It’s paid off, since he is the assistant to the CEO of the company.
I get a text from Gavin ‘ Still at work?’ I let him know that in fact I am still here and that I’m leaving in a few minutes. Thankfully we are on the 6th floor of a building that houses other offices, I don’t have to worry about locking up. We use badges to get in and out of our offices. I finish up a few more details and start shutting down my laptop and organizing the file.
“Ms. prescott, don’t forget we have a meeting with Mr. Victrola tomorrow. Don’t be late.” Carter says sternly when I pass his office. Why is he creeping around the office so late? “I won’t be late.” I say in my most professional voice. I leave before he can reply. I don’t want to get yelled at or harassed.
“How was work Alina?” my sister, Lilith, ask handing me a glass of red wine. “Terrible.” she frowns at me, “Did he yell at you today?” I take a deep breath “yes and he commented on the way I dress and smell. He said that I ‘needed to stop wearing such tight skanky clothes’ and ‘less baby prostitute perfume’ because it’s distracting to his clients and co workers. I swear the nerve of that man” she smiles this time “Maybe he’s talking about himself.” we both look at each other and burst out in laughter. “So i have some good news that Gavin told me today. He heard from big mouth Becky that her boss is quitting and she’s leaving with him. I can apply for his position Lil. I’m tired of just being some assistant. If Carter doesn’t realize what an asset I can be to the company, then I need to find someone who does, even if it’s with a different company” her phone rings and we both know who it is, Crimson. I know this call won’t be short. I signal to her that it’s okay, i’m going to bed, when she answers.
