Chapter 8-The First Day

Emily’s POV

Opening my eyes, I felt an immense throbbing sensation in my head. A hangover from hell greeted me, signaling just how much I’d drunk last night. Also, speaking of last night, I wonder what happened? I couldn’t remember much.

I remembered it was a staff party but the rest of it was a blur.

“Oh my God,” the memory flooding back, “Fred was there, too!” Out of all the people, why did it have to be him? He was the last person I wanted to see and for a very long time at that. The memory of it made my head spin even more.

On top of that, today was my first day as the new boss of the subsidiary — that much I did know — and I needed to pull myself together.

Glancing over at my bedside clock, it was already 6am. Dammit Em, I needed to start getting ready, I didn’t want to be late on my first day.

Gulping back a glass of water and a couple of painkillers, I quickly showered and dried my hair. It smelled like vomit.

I ran my fingers across the business suits and expensive dre