Chapter five

I couldn't help but think about my new boss, Andre. He a very attractive person who loved to have everything under control. I wondered how I was going to cope with being in the same work environment as he was. It couldn't be that bad besides he made it clear nothing could happen between us. My not essentially his type of woman. He probably made up that rule when he noticed I liked him.

"Thank you very much" I said for the thousandth time.

"I don't want you going to the bar" He said in a very demanding tone. I should have protested but a part of me loved how he sounded like he actually cares for me.

"I'm so sorry. Thank you for saving me" I thanked him. I can't imagine what would have happened if he didn't come to my rescue the time he did.

I walked round my small room to get myself ready for my first day at work. My room isn't what you can actually call small but it isn't big either. Either ways i'm comfortable with the room and I think it's beautiful. It suits my personality. Always well organized with my books neatly arranged on my small book shelf.

I walked lazily inside my bathroom. My bathroom is all blue. I'm not a very big fan of the colour 'blue' but my house is dominated by that colour. I don't hate the colour so I'm okay with my house having that colour. I got in the shower and cleaned up. I took my time in the bathroom today. I spent extra time to wash my long brown hair. Getting my fingers under my natural curls was difficult but I did it.

I wrapped a towel round my head as I cleaned my body. I moisturized my skin with my special skin moisturizer. I searched my wardrobe for a cloth to wear. I don't have an idea of what dress to pick to impress him at work, not personally but professionally. I have to look good because I'm his personal assistant.

I going for a red gown that hung on my body tightly. The gown is slightly below my knee. I put on my black stiletto heels. I removed the towel from my hair, letting my hair fall on my back lazily. I didn't do anything special to my hair, just going to let it dry then leave my natural curls for the day.

Breakfast was different today. I'm so used to eating breakfast at 'THE GRILL' but we all should accept changes from time to time. I ate bacon and egg today, nothing too special.

My old car has always been a great help to me when it comes to taking me around. I've been wanting to get a new one that's why I've been saving for it. It's going to take me a little time to get enough money, so till then I'm still stuck with my truck. I drove quickly to work so I won't get late.

I checked my wrist watch as soon as I got to A&S. It's ten minutes to eight. I'm ten minutes early. Not so bad for a first day

"Good morning" I greeted the receptionist with a smile. She smiled back at me as she showed me to my office which was right outside Andre's.

"MR Smith likes his coffee to be on his table before eight" She said and nodded.

"Thanks for showing me round" I appreciated her for the effort. At least she's nice. I could probably make a friend who knows.

I dropped my back in the self trying to get myself together before getting Andre's coffee. I really want to impress my boss especially after he saw me in a club. I made him coffee. Black coffee. One could guess a hot billionaire like him would love his coffee black.

"Good morning MR Smith" I said walking inside his office. He looked annoyed for minute but smiled at me making my heart flutter. His smile is so captivating. Have I talked about how he smells? Heaven. I dropped the coffee on his table. He raised the cup to his mouth slowly still looking at me. He frowned as he took a sip of his coffee. I made it perfectly fine that I'm sure of.

"Is something wrong Andre?" I asked.

"It's MR Smith" He corrected.

"I'm sorry" I apologized feeling slightly embarrassed.

"And yes something is wrong.I hate my coffee black" He said in irritation. 

"I didn't know MR Smith.How would you like your coffee to be made sir?" I asked. Something I said did something to him because he shifted in his seat uncomfortably keeping his eyes on me.

"I like my coffee with lot of sugar and milk" What? Even I don't like sugar in my coffee but that's why there is something called individual differences right?.

"New cup of coffee coming right up,sir" I smiled. 

"And Freya don't call me sir" He said when I was at the door,my back facing him. I could feel his stare on my back but I didn't look back.

"Yes MR Smith" I said leaving to get him a cup of coffee. I couldn't help but think about him not wanting me to call me Sir. He's probably a dominant and doesn't like anyone but his submissive calling him sir but the receptionist called him sir.

"Watch were you're going" A guy with brown hair sneered at me. 

"I'm so sorry" I apologized helping him with his fallen books. He looked up making me have a clearer view of his features. He had blue eyes, his hair slightly long. He's cute. He smiled when he saw my face.

"I'm Baxter.you?" He asked stretching his hand for a shake.

"Freya" I answered taking his hand. His hand stayed on my hand firmly with a smile.

"I have to go" I said rushing out of the awkward situation. I think something his wrong with me. Why do I think every guy is attractive? Something must be wrong with me. This must be a result of wanting a boyfriend so badly. There is something about being in a relationship that I craved for. The attention, care, sense of belonging and love. I wanted what my best friends have and it seems impossible. My first crush in a long time doesn't want me and I'm beginning to see things.