Chapter Four

Estella's POV 

I stammered my name out, still dazed. When the lady told me to follow the older man, I did as I was told. I didn't know where he was going or what he was up to. All I knew was that I followed him. 

He entered a big room that I assumed was a conference room with how long the table was and the chairs that were there. I didn't know that he was introducing me to my new boss until he said it. I took my time to compose myself behind me before I faced him to talk. 

Immediately, I came out from behind him to introduce myself to my new boss, and my jaw dropped. And I meant, literally drop. I could not stop the staring that I was doing. 

Not in the seven heavens would I have imagined that the mane that I would be working for would look like this. He was the most handsome man I have ever met in my entire life. He was resting in the chair like he owned the whole world. Well, he did have the whole world given the amount of money he had. I mean, he was a billionaire. 

I did my homework about the company I am about to work for and I didn't finish it or I did not read the description of the job article. I was working directly for the CEO of Beaumont. 

Oh my God!

I think I was hit by the pad in Tom's hand before I came to. 

“Humm…yes. That's my name and I'll be your new secretary.” I said, clearing my throat. I hope I didn't sound dumb for real. I don't want to lose the job I had before. 

But I wasn't sure about that. Given the way he was looking at me right now, I think he'll fire me on the spot. 

“So, she seems like she knows what he's doing, giving exception to all the airheads before her. I hope this one lasts because I don't want to have to report to you hearing different voices every month. It's difficult to get used to.” Tom said and the other guy who was in the room laughed out loud. 

“I'll leave now,” Tom said with a tone of finality and started to leave. 

“I'll go with you. We should discuss.” The guy. As he was about to walk past me, he stopped and touched my cheek gently. I felt a little uncomfortable with the way he touched me. I'm not used to it. 

“Aren't you such a pretty little thing?” He said, looked back at my new boss, and walked out. I didn't miss the mischievous smile he had on though. 

The door closed behind him and I was left alone with him in the room. Suddenly, I felt very self-conscious about myself and what I was wearing. I looked up to meet his eyes and read him, but he was expressionless. There was nothing to read. 

He was staring hard at me though. I lifted my hand to my face to check if there was anything there. But there was nothing. The room suddenly felt compressed and warm. My body felt warm. 

After what seemed like forever, he stood from his chair and started to walk towards me. He looked like a predator coming for his prey. He was so tall, I think I'll feel like a midget next to him. He stopped when he was a few feet away from me. With everything I had in me, I raised my head to look at him. He will be my boss from now anyway, so I should be able to talk to him. 

“Erm..I..I'll need your schedule from your assistant and everything you do. How you like your things and all that.” I said all in one voice, and I patted myself on the back internally for not fucking that up. I think I was getting the hang of this. 

He was looking at me with the same expressionless eyes. The man was handsome. 

“I don't have a personal assistant. You'll be the one to fill the position of both. And the implication of that is, you'll be here or anywhere I am whenever I need you to be. No excuse, including weekends if you're needed. Do you understand me?” He asked. 

My eyes widened at that. I could not reply. I felt like my tongue was tied to the ground of my mouth. 

“I won't have time for myself?” I asked him shakily like I didn't hear what he said. 

“I don't like to repeat myself twice, Miss Davis. That will be something you have to understand. I speak once.” He said in a hard tone, that seemed to slap me into reality. 

“And, just so you know, I was not the person that hired you. And I may fire you though. You have to work and show me that you have what it takes to work for me.di I make myself clear?” He said in his stern tone, the features of his face not changing. 

I was still staring at him when he snapped his fingers in my face. 

“I didn't peg you for being a slow person, Miss Davis. Do I make myself clear?” 

“Yes. Yes sir.” I mumbled out. 

“Good. Follow me.” 

He walked past me, and I sniffed in his cologne, and I was light-headed for a moment. He smelled so good. I brought myself back to the present and stumbled after him. His strides were long and I could almost not keep up with him. 

He pushed the door I assumed to be his office open, and I followed him inside. It was beautiful. Nothing big. Just black and gray decorations, making him look like he belonged in a mafia setting. Even his furniture looked like it belonged in a mafia setting. It was magnificent. 

He picked up a file and a flash drive and handed them over to me. 

“Everything you need to know is there. And I want my things to be done according to the way it was written there. Failure to do it, you'll be fired, Miss Davis.” He said and I knew he meant it.

Shit. 

I knew I was a clumsy person. I will make mistakes. I nodded frantically at what he said so that he wouldn't think I was making him talk twice again.

“Use your words.” He commanded. 

“Yes sir,” I mumbled out and I swear I saw something pass his eyes. 

He turned to his table and picked up something again. It was a black card. He stretched it out to me and I accepted it with a skeptical look on my face. 

“If you will always be with me, you need to change your wardrobe and be up to my standards. Get yourself new stuff. I won't have you disgrace me.” He said, and I froze.