I was lucky to get that creature, however beautiful he was, out of my apartment in time for me to get ready and to the office in time for the interview. I changed into my pencil skirt and red blouse quickly and dried my hair before pulling it into a side ponytail, hiding the hickey left there that was darkening by the minute.
I spritzed myself with my perfume and slipped on my flats and grabbed my bag before heading out the door. I never have any issue catching a cab here, in fact, I have made friends with a good number of them and they know me by name.
The cabbie pulled up to the office building and I had a good twenty minutes left until my interview was scheduled for, so I decided to meander and take my time, looking at the beautiful architecture and design of the building.
The front had one of those revolving doors that always gives me a tinge of anxiety when I approach it, along with the two regular doors on either side, and the front area with the bell desk and security was large and polished.
The floors were white and squeaky clean, they almost looked like they had glitter on them because they sparkled so much.
There were pillars that matched the flooring and the ceiling was a good thirty feet high with a chandelier smack-dab in the middle looking like it was made of gold.
I smiled at its beauty, clean and polished, just as it should be for a designer's office building.
After admiring the building, I went to the directory on the wall and found the correct floor and office number that I needed to be at, I found it said, “Greene Designs, LEVEL 9.”
I went to the elevators and selected level 9, checking the time on my phone and seeing that it was now 6:45 AM, not too early to seem eager, not too late to seem a slacker, it was perfect.
Once off the elevator, you had no choice but to turn left and there was a receptionist's desk there, “Hi, I’m Emma Anderson and I have an interview with Mr. Greene at 7.”
“Hi,” the receptionist greeted me with a wide smile, “just through those doors there is the conference room, Mr. Greene will join you when he gets here,” she motioned to the room that I needed to be in, “and my name is Mindi, if you need anything, just holler,” she seemed very friendly.
He wasn’t here yet? That’s odd. Then again, it makes me look good if I’m here before the boss.
“Thank you,” I smiled at her and went into the conference room.
I chose a chair that faced the windows that looked out towards the receptionist desk and elevators, expecting that I might get a look at this guy before he enters the room.
People talk about how handsome he is, and I asked myself if I wanted to interview for a job where my boss would be a distraction. Kay told me with a chuckle the night before at the bar, “You could end up working for a guy that you spend all your free time eye-fucking,” she had no filter, and it got even worse when she’s had a few drinks in her.
I chuckled at the memory, and after a few minutes, I noticed the light coming from the window and turned around to watch the sunrise.
It’s rare to find a building that faces the sunrise perfectly here, but this window was pretty darn close, and the view was spectacular.
My fingers were fiddling with each other as I waited, and I tried to not think of the guy from last night and this morning, but it was hard, he made quite an impression. Was it a good one? No. I still can’t believe that I brought him home, I never do that! Kay can vouch for me.
I heard the door open and turned around expectantly for the man who was supposed to interview me, but instead, I found the creature from my bed this morning, showered and well dressed.
I couldn’t help the “oh, fuck me,” that escaped my lips and I hoped that he didn’t hear me, but he definitely did.
“I believe I already have,” he smirked the same smile from this morning when he asked if I liked what I saw.
My skin raised goosebumps and I had no idea what to say or do. Was he my interviewer? Should I run away? I stayed silent and my heart skipped a beat when he took a step closer, putting out his hand to me.
“Matthew Greene,” he introduced himself.
Oh fuck.
I hesitantly put my hand out and shook his, “Emma Anderson.”
I can’t believe this was the guy that I drunkenly hooked up with last night, who called me a whore this morning, twice, and I had to practically force out of my apartment just an hour ago after he insisted that I was checking him out with a smug look.
“Pleasure,” he tilted his head with that same damn smile that was so charming it was annoying.
He sat at the end of the table and I took my seat after him, I needed this job, so running away was not an option. As he turned to look at me, the sun from the window was shining on his emerald-green eyes and making them shine brighter than before. If I thought that they were hypnotizing before, they certainly were now. I almost didn’t hear what he said.
“I’m sorry, what?” I asked, embarrassed.
He smiled and chuckled slightly, “Tell me why I should hire you.”
‘You shouldn’t’ I thought to myself.
“Uh, well, I have a great work ethic, I’m a people person,” he smiled mischievously at that and leaned back in his chair, putting his chin in his hand, “I am a hard worker and I’m good during a challenge,” I put my index finger up and corrected myself, “I thrive during a challenge.”
Matthew narrowed his eyes at me and hummed. I was waiting for another question or some type of verbal response to my answer but none came, and I noticed his eyes move towards my neck.
“Why is your hair like that?”
I looked down at my ponytail that was draped over my left shoulder to hide the hickey, then I looked out the window and saw that every woman’s hair here was in a bun.
I turned back to him and smiled innocently, “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that a bun was expected,” there was no sarcasm in my voice, and feared that he picked up on some regardless.
He was still leaned back in the chair and he crossed his legs, one foot over the other knee, and he spoke again, “Pull it up.” It was a demand more than anything and I was taken back by it.
“Right now?” My voice was flat.
“Yes, right now, and you can walk out with it up, and I expect you to wear it up every day that you’re here.”
I lifted my eyebrows, “Does that mean I got the job?”
He stayed silent for a moment longer, then spoke gently, “Pull it up.”
I knew exactly what he was doing. He knew he left a love bite there and that I was trying to cover it up to be professional, but he was the one to give it to me, so there was no hiding it from him, but now he wants me to flaunt it to the rest of the office?
Do I really want this job so bad that I would be willing to be given a horrible nickname the very first day I show up here? I can only imagine what they would call me if anyone saw.
The look in his eye was mischievous, but I could tell that he was growing impatient.
“You said that you thrive when you’re challenged,” he tilted his head, “did you lie?”
I sat up straight and tightened my lips as I glared at him. I took a deep breath and looked out the window to the rest of the office, maybe this won’t turn out as bad as I feared.
I exhaled sharply and took the hair tie out and threw my hair behind me, combing it with my fingers to put it neatly up high and then twisting it into a bun, avoiding all eye contact with him during the process.
I swallowed and looked over to him now, and he looked exceedingly pleased with himself, he was playing lightly with his bottom lip with one finger of his. I felt gross and embarrassed, and my defense when I feel this way is to be snarky, so I said to him,
“Like what you see?”
He smiled wide, his finger still at the corner of his mouth when he responded, “Very much so.”
She was snarky, and I was totally turned on. I could absolutely tell why I chose this girl last night, she’s a fun one, and we were going to have a lot of fun together.My last assistant, I slept with, but I also slept with her younger sister, and so she quit. The few assistants that I’ve had before that, all of them I’ve landed, and all of them left because they fell for me and I’m not about that, and I’ve already had a night with Emma, so I guess this makes it four for four.Might as well hire her, if I’ve slept with her already, she will probably be an easy land in the coming time, and then she will think she’s in love with me and quit when I turn her down, it seems to be a cycle here. I give the girl a year.I cleared my throat, remembering my thought this morning, “I apologize, for earlier,” she looked at me and tilted her head slightly, was she playing dumb like we didn’t wake up in the same bed t
He left the conference room and I felt like I needed another shower after being near him. He’s not even a man, he’s a creature of unknown origin that is determined to make me feel bad for an action that he had an equal play in.I quickly let my hair down and draped it over my neck to hide the hickey there. The disgusting creature, wanting me to flaunt it for everyone else here to see. What good would that do? Would it show everyone that he’s had me? Was he trying to claim me somehow? Or did he just simply get off by making a fool out of me?Either way, I will not give him that satisfaction. I gathered my things and walked out of the conference room to the receptionist's desk to speak with Mindi about what is expected of me tomorrow.She informed me of the dress code and some of the rules that Mr. Greene has in place here for his workers.“Since you are going to be his assistant, you don’t need to know too much else other than
“Tell me everything,” Kay said as she put her elbows on the breakfast bar and rested her chin on her hands, emphasizing the word ‘everything.’Kay, my best friend, and roommate is the most free-spirited person you will ever know. She’s got rich red hair, hazel eyes, a petite figure, and a killer smile. We met in grade school and have been best friends ever since. She’s got the behavior of a little kid and the mouth of a sailor.I told her about the dress code and how magnificent the building is, along with how kind everyone else seemed, besides the creature that I would be working for, of course.“He called me a whore.”“What?!” She sat upright.“Twice.”“Double what?!”I laughed at her, “He apologized for it, but then he mentioned me sitting on his lap and things went downhill from there.”Kay was eating her cereal listening to me l
I didn’t have much to do in the office today, and since the interview was over, that was my only real meeting of the day, so I decided to go home and make some breakfast and take a nap. I was too distracted by my imagination in the office, seeing her so clearly as if she stood directly in front of me, I couldn’t focus on my work at all.I needed to clear my head, and I was still slightly hungover from last night, so I think a nap would be nice right about now as well.I walked right into the building with my key card and went directly to the elevators to get to my floor. There was never any elevator music here, and while every now and then I would get into an elevator and think to myself ‘this music sucks,’ I kind of missed having music here in the apartment building.It made it awkward when there was another person in the elevator with you, it was utter silence if you didn’t know the other person or weren’t making small talk
It’s the morning of my first day, and I’m laying here in bed with my new sheets rolling around not wanting to get up.I don’t have to be there until 7 and my alarm was still set for 5:30, so I decided to snooze it a few times and use that time to will myself to get up and get dressed. I showered twice yesterday, and something tells me that I’m going to feel the need to shower after work today, so I’m skipping it this morning.I drifted in and out of consciousness for a good while until I saw that it was now 6 and I needed to get up.Dressing for a job at a designers office, you’d think it would be difficult because you would want to look as fashionable as ever and make a good impression all the time, but not for Greene Designs; the CEO had a dress code that we all had to follow so to not “cloud his vision.” I snorted at the thought, the man had an ego the size of Manhattan.My closet only had one pencil skir
I woke up early and got to the office half an hour before normal all because I was eager to find out if Emma would show up to work today or not. I sat in my office and was staring out the window that was next to the door, watching each person walk by in the hallway, not even paying attention to the beautiful employees I have, only focused on that one person that I wanted to show up. The clock on my wall said it was 6:45 AM, she wasn’t supposed to be here for another fifteen minutes, I needed to be more patient than this. The sketch that I made after the dream I had yesterday was there in front of me, begging me to get finished and created, but I needed to see Emma first, I needed to see her in order to figure out how to finish the design. I saw Mindi first, then a bit of blue appeared behind her and Mindi turned a corner for me to see how beautiful Emma looked today. Her hair had the two loose strands on either side of her face like they were in my dr
Matthew left the office only a few minutes after I left him in there. What an odd interaction, I thought. He stared at me and doodled something without uttering a single word to me, then he compliments me and then stands in front of me and demands that I stand up for him.Then he looked me up and down and asked about my shoes, is he a foot fetish type of guy? It would explain why he gives out Christian Louboutin’s like their chocolates. I noticed four more women in the office wearing them.Also, what was with that random smile? And he was so sneaky about what he was drawing, I was so curious about it that it was killing me just sitting here. My curiosity was piqued and I need to know.I was fiddling with a pencil between my fingers when I looked back to his office doors. I bit my lip, I shouldn’t snoop, it’s wrong, and I could get fired on my very first day if Mindi or someone catches me.Was I really okay with risking my job just to see
I headed back to the office after visiting Isabella at the warehouse and finding nothing but disappointment there. She didn’t have the material that I dreamt of, which means that it would have to be custom-made.I sighed and put my head back on the headrest of the cab with my eyes closed. I fear I am going to end up having to make it entirely myself. We found the perfect fabric for the design, just the wrong print, and the print was what set it apart and gave it the wow factor. I rubbed my face with both hands.The cabbie stopped outside the office building and I paid him what I owed, then grabbed my bag and headed to the elevators. I didn’t want to walk into my office and have all the ladies see me disappointed, so I put on a fake grin and exited the elevator when it reached my floor.Mindi was there at the desk per usual and everything seemed perfectly fine, except that I didn’t see Emma’s brunette hair at her desk when I turned the cor
Fast forward 5 years “Matthew!” My beautiful wife called out. I followed the sound of her voice and questioned from the doorway, “Yes, dear?” Emma let out an exasperated sigh as she held her growing belly, “Where is our daughter? She disappeared on me.” She was fixing her makeup and steadying her nerves at a pop-up vanity that Isabella had brought by for her. “I think she may have run off with Isaac again, I’ll go look for her,” I turned away and began walking around the shop calling for her, “Stephanie!” Today is the grand opening for Claudette Reed, Emma’s own store. Being the wife of a successful fashion CEO has some perks, and one of them is getting your name out there and having a lot of people to support you. Our daughter, Stephanie, was now four years old and the most mischievous little thing – she definitely takes after me, she even has my bright green eyes. Steph and Isaac were the best of friends, and she called Isabe
After the attempted scandal by NYFJ was taken down by Matthew’s brother, Ben, and his amazing hacking skills, life went back to normal for us. Matthew and I were dating, we were happy, Trish was his full-time assistant, and he even comes by to help me with Emile sometimes on his lunch break when I’m babysitting.Months passed, and one night, while Matthew and I were in a cab heading to a date he had planned, Matthew got a call from Isabella, telling him that she had had her baby. Being the baby's godparents, we hurried to the hospital as soon as possible and found her in a hospital bed with a small bundle swaddled in blankets in her arms, along with her parents on either side of her.Isabella smiled as she saw us enter the room and motioned for us to join her. Her parents made room, and Matthew went to one side of the bed and I went to the other, both of us looking down at the swaddled baby she held.“This is Isaac,” she introduced her ba
I woke up saddened that Emma didn’t stay over but feeling better after all that went down yesterday with Eli. I still didn’t know how I was going to get rid of these rumors about me cheating. Even if Emma believed me that it wasn’t true, that didn’t mean she was going to like seeing it on the front page of every magazine. I groaned as I rolled out of bed, hissing in pain as my bruises came alive. I felt my face and looked down at my naked torso, seeing a few bruises scattered, I smiled as I remembered last night when I told Emma I had “Booboo’s that needed kisses.” God, I’m pathetic, but it worked. I headed downstairs to find Ben and thank him for letting me stay over. I found him in the dining room, sipping on some coffee with the newspaper in hand, leaning back in his chair. “Morning, dad,” I mocked and he gave me a quick glare. I chuckled, “What? Isn’t this the sight kids come down to in the morning? Dad at the table with the paper and coffee?”
Matthew’s mom and I got along really well, and I look up to her now that I saw how she raised her boys when how they respected her. She mentioned Matthew getting mocked for having a busted face after a rumor spread of him cheating, so he went home with Ben and decided to hang out there for the next week or so for his bruises and cuts to heal. He had asked me to go to his apartment and get him some clothes and things he needed since he would be working from Ben’s home, he also asked me to bring Kay along with me, which I thought was odd, but I realized as soon as we got there why he asked for her to come. Ben answered the door of his house and his eyes went right to Kay, staring at her with a twinkle in his eye and a small smile forming on his lips. It was adorable, really, and looking over at Kay, I could see her blushing and smiling right back. Ben looks remarkably similar to Matthew, and I know Kay is fond of looking at Matthew, but it never dawned on me th
I had been glancing around for Emma but couldn’t find her anywhere and began to fear that she had left. My mother is my rock and the one person I truly admire and respect, other than Emma, of course, but my mother has my utmost respect and she deserved my attention at the moment. She took a step closer to me and said, “You’re the most honest person I know, Matty, and I’m proud of you for it. Now tell me, did you cheat on this mystery woman?” “No, I did not.” I noticed her slightly lift her chin before she asked, “Do you love her?” “More than anything.” She seemed pleased with my quick answers and stepped closer to cup my face, “My honest, loving boy. You need to fix this,” I nodded my head silently to her. She turned to Eli and did the same, saying, “My strong, courageous boy. You need to support your brother, not bring him down. I understand sibling rivalry, but trying to steal your brother’s girlfriend? Not okay. Do you understand?”
I gulped as I read the headline and stared at Eli’s cellphone, seeing the photographs underneath the headline. The first one was of Matthew and I on our first date walking on the sidewalk with our hands together, the one next to it was the photo of Matthew and Charlotte on the couch at the soirée – the same photo that made me throw up the first time I saw it.This time feeling no different, along with the heat from the day, I had to excuse myself from the boys and run to get some fresh air on the other side of the bleachers. I couldn’t be around anyone right now, I was feeling humiliated. Did everyone see this? Were they secretly laughing at me behind my back? My head was spinning.I pulled out my own phone and looked it up, reading the article, it said: “This reporter learns that Matthew Greene, CEO of Greene Designs paid off the photographer of the scandalous Charlotte Mercury photo by means of a sexual favor the very night it was taken
Emma stayed over and we made love all night until our bodies were exhausted. We were definitely making up for lost time and it was phenomenal finally being with her again. I was elated when she agreed to be my girlfriend again and come back to me. This time, I know we will be stronger than before because we both know how awful it was when we were apart.We were in the shower together when I told her about the plans for the day, “My brother invited me to play baseball with him. He’s practicing before the season starts and we always get together and have a little game with some friends,” the mention of my brother had Emma’s eyes widen for half a second but she hid it quickly.I knew that Emma and Eli had seen each other and danced in the club, I also know that she ran like hell when she realized who he was. The thought was both infuriating and amusing to me.If what Eli said was true, then there shouldn’t be any awkwardness between th
Matthew and I went straight to his apartment after we got back together and made out the whole ride there. We were making up for lost time together, and it was amazing - It was raw, passionate, loving, and much needed.The new stubble that he let grow out gave a new sensation when making out as it scratched against my face. It wasn’t painful, it was actually exciting having a new sensation there and brushing against my skin.Once inside, we began stripping our clothes off piece by piece. First came Matthew’s suit jacket, then I helped him with the buttons of his white shirt while he pulled up my shirt off of me, our lips only parting when necessary.We tried to make our way to the bedroom but failed and ended up on the large couch instead, Matthew hovered on top of me and let some of his body press against me, eventually grinding his hardening member on my leg, resulting in a tingling sensation in my core, begging me to give him entrance.I co
Inside a tall building in the heart of Manhattan, Natalie Freeman was hurrying to her aunt’s office to share with her the latest news that popped up on her phone. “Aunty Joyce, aunty, have you heard?” She pants as she hurries into the woman’s office. Joyce had her eyes glued to her computer as she responded to her niece, “I think everyone has heard, dear. The news is everywhere,” Joyce grabbed a remote and turned on her TV to one of the shows that talks all about celebrities and the hottest new gossip. Natalie and Joyce both looked at the TV on the wall as the reporter said, “The CEO of Greene Designs, a hot and upcoming fashion brand, who is known for his playboy lifestyle, has officially announced this morning that he is off the market and according to one anonymous source, completely in love with his new mystery woman!” The reporter continued, “The question that everyone is asking, is who is Matthew Greene’s mystery woman?” A second host wh