chapter 2

Monday had arrived like the speed of light. The email had told me that I'd be starting my work on a Monday.

I had decided to dress as beautiful as I could on my first day of work in a very famous company. I was going to be working as the personal assistant and secretary of a billionaire. A BILLIONAIRE. I had never even seen a millionaire but I'd be standing side by side with not just any billionaire, but Don Jones, a multi billionaire.

I walked inside the company, heading straight to Dina who smiled at me. "Wow Eri, you go the job?"

"Yes, I'm so happy." I took the pen, wrote my name and the time. "Please where's my office?"

"It's on the last floor."

"Thanks." I dropped the pen, about to leave before Dina's words stopped me

"You know, you should be coming more early. You're late and Mr Jones hate people coming late."

"I'm not late." That was surprising to hear, I even thought I had come too early so I would not cause any problem on my first day of work.

"It's 8:14" She said like I had not just finished writing the time.

"Yeah and work starts 9 right?" I felt my heart racing faster. Did work not start 9? Had I guessed wrong?

"No, where did you get that from? Work starts 8."

"What?" I quickly ran to the elevator, pressing the button multiple times, this was my first day of work and I was late. I could not risk losing this job. I needed it.

The elevator opened and a few people walked out of it while I rushed in, pressing the 30th floor. "Come on move faster you this elevator." It was frustrating how an elevator could take a million years to finally ding.

As soon as it opened, I ran out of it, rushing to door of the office I was sure was Mr Jones' as it was decorated differently.

Miss Donna had let me know that we'd be staying in the same office and once I put my business card in some thing, the door would open.

I removed my business card from the same handbag I had bought for the interview. I inserted the card in the hole, and the door opened. I placed my business card back in the bag.

I took a deep breath before grabbing the door handle and pulling it. I closed it shut as soon as I was inside the prodigious office.

It had everything needed in an office. The walls were also glass and the view from up here was even more breath-taking.

"Why are you late?" A deep and cold voice called. I had not even noticed the man sitting on the chair in front of the table that lay close to the wall.

I stared at him and my goodness, was this how handsome Don Jones was? Nobody told me he was this hot. He had well defined jawlines, a prominent nose and high cheekbones that made me wonder how on earth a man could been so damn gorgeous.

He had smooth and straight black hair that fell on his forehead. I only realized I had been staring at his full and perfectly shaped black eyebrows when they furrowed to form a frown. I stared at his eyes and he held my gaze with those devilish dark blue eyes.

I froze at his gaze. What was I supposed to say.

"I asked you a question." His voice was stern and caused shivers of fear to run down my spine.

"I-I," I had no idea what happened to my voice. His glare did no good in calming me down. I clutched on to the handle of my bag tight. When I finally found my voice, I managed a "I'm sorry sir." I felt it would be better if I kept my head on the floor.

"Sorry?" I didn't know what he was doing as I wasn't staring at him but when I heard buttons, I guessed he was dialling a number. "Miss Donna, could you come to my office?"

About two minutes of me just standing there and staring at him type aggressively on the keyboard of the poor laptop, a knock came from the door. "Come in." He still maintained the sternness in his tone.

I kept on praying silently that I hadn't lost my job, that'd be the worst thing to ever happen. The first day of one's job is the last day. Suzy and Rose would be so disappointed and most especially, I wouldn't be able to raise the money for Suzy's surgery.

Miss Donna opened the door, walking in. She stared at me and her expression read 'what have you done'.

"You called for me Mr Jones." She said in such a formal tone I wondered if I could speak similarly.

"What is this you got for me?" He asked, his voice not loud but enough to instill fear in someone.

Did he just use 'what' for me? I could already sense that working here would need a lot of getting used to, that is if I'm not fired already.

"I apologize sincerely for her mistake." She said with a small bow of the head.

"I think you need to teach her how working here is."

"Will do sir."

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I was sitting opposite Miss Donna who stared at me in surprise. "Miss Eri, I think there are a lot of things you still need to know about working here with Mr Jones. How could you come late on your first day of work?"

"I'm really sorry about that, I thought work started 9 o clock." I don't know why I thought that, but that just felt correct.

She heaved a sigh, handing me a pile of paper stapled together.

"What is this?" I asked, when I took it from her hand, trying to study it.

"I want you to know that I was Mr Jones personal assistant and secretary before you, and as soon as you start your work today, I would be leaving the company so I'm going to pitch you on things." She rested both elbows on the table, intertwining her fingers together.

"A personal assistant to the Jones family is a very big deal. You will be with Mr Jones everytime and you will hear every of his secrets, you will know things no one else is supposed to know about." The way she said it sounded suspicious. Was Mr Jones in some illegal act or something?

"And you should know that you'd be with him most of the times of your day," she continued, "and since you'd be listening to most of his conversations, you'd need to sign this that I handed to you. It says that no matter how much you hear of Mr Jones conversation, you must and must never say it to anyone." The way she made it sound only made me doubt if this was a good idea. Was I probably involving myself in a criminal act?

"If you tell anyone about anything you hear, you'll be arrested." She said, and at that point I was already considering backing out.

What if I hear he killed someone and I report it, I'd be arrested too for doing the right thing. I stared at the paper in my hand, this was probably not a good idea, I could find another way to get the money. "You salary would be $10000 per month considering the fact that you'd be spending a whole lot of your time in work."

With that I jerked my head to face her. $10000. What! That was way more than I had ever gotten in a year. With that, I could get the money for Suzy's surgery in less than 6 months. Who cared if he was some Mafia boss or something. I was getting my money for keeping my mouth shut, so what the fuck is my problem. Money is Money.

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I had been working with Mr Jones for a week now and trust me when I say it's not easy. I barely have time to rest. Even on my break. I was always doing one thing or another.

So far, I hadn't heard anything that could show he was a criminal or something so let's say I'm still safe.

The intercom rang just when I was planning on having a few minutes rest. I sighed, answering it. "Miss Eri, I need you to do something for me." With that he hung up.

He had been such a frustrating boss to work with, maybe that was why Miss Donna resigned.

When she had told me she resigned willingly, I had thought she was not sane, why would anyone leave a job where they got paid $10000 a month. She said she had been working for 2 years and she had enough money to go on holidays and have fun.

I got up from my chair, took my tab and a pen which I was sure I was going to need then walked towards the door that separated both our office.

When I was inside his office, I sighted him typing something on his laptop. Miss Donna had pitched it on me that that was my queue to walk to the opposite side of the table and just stand there till he started talking.

I waited for 2 frustrating minutes of him just typing on his laptop, I mean why call me and not say a word when I arrive. He was so annoying. He took some papers that were beside him, handing it to me while still typing on his laptop with the second hand.

"I need you to work on these papers." He said not even staring at me, so annoying.

I collected the paper from him. "Okay sir."

"Make some corrections on the parts marked red and the parts marked green need to be mended on, also lay more emphasis on the part marked purple" He was still typing. I didn't leave because according to Miss Donna, leaving when he didn't ask you to was also a problem.

"Also," he turned to face me and for some reason those dark blue eyes on my hazel eyes made my heart flutter a little, just a little, "I need you to find a time next week for me to have a meeting with the Dilly's international." I wrote that down on the tab, that was when I remembered.

"You have a meeting with Mrs Zach in twenty minutes time."

"That's today?" Although he sounded surprised, his expression showed no such thing.

"Okay then Miss Eri," he was interrupted by a knock on the door that brought a frown to his face, "come in." I wondered if he ever spoke without sounding so stern.

The door opened, a female walked in. She was wearing a dark green gown that lay a little below her butt and showed an awful lot of her cleavage.

She had straight blonde hair that was brushed neatly. We were going to be about the same height and size. The sound of her heels was loud in the silent office as she walked towards us.

I tried to figure out who she was but no one came to mind. Maybe she was his friend. Don didn't look like someone who had friends so I tried to study his expression but he had a blank expression on.

What was wrong with this dude? I turned back to the lady who was now standing beside me.

"I want to have a word with you." Her voice possessed wealth.

She was obviously going to be a millionaire or billionaire's child. She spoke wealth in every area of her. Her gaze turned to me which I assumed was my queue to leave.

"I'll be in my office Mr Jones." I was about to leave when he spoke.

"Did I ask you to leave?" His voice still had that superiority in it. He obviously never felt inferior to anyone.

"Huh?" I turned to him, confused. This lady here wanted to talk to him, why would he want me to still stay here. That was when I remembered Miss Donna letting me know that I'd know a lot of his secrets and I'd be there even when he's talking personal stuff.

"Come here." He directed me to stand beside his chair which I immediately complied to.

The lady let out a scoff. "Must she really be here?" The way she said it made it clear that the presence of every other secretary Don had always infuriated her.

Don continued typing on his laptop. I had no idea what she was so busy doing on that laptop, in fact I wondered what he ever did on the laptop, he was always with it.

I just faced the floor remembering when Miss Donna told me that no matter what, whenever Don was talking to someone about personal matters in my presence, I must not act like I can hear a word. I should just totally ignore or else my attention is bought to the conversation.

"Why are you here?" Don asked, not raising his head from his laptop. Gosh this guy was so frustrating, I could imagine being this lady and how frustrated I'd be.

"Don," she sounded like she was trying to suppress her choler but to no avail, "we're getting married in 3 weeks time, don't you think we need to talk."

Married? Whoa, I was literally standing in front of the anonymous fiancee. If not because of the contract I signed, if I were to reveal this to the media, I'd get a lot of money. I wondered who she was, there were 3 different female everyone guessed was going to be the bride. Was this girl part of them, I didn't know their faces.

"Than talk."

"Listen, I want you to know that I love you so much and although this was supposed to be an arranged marriage—"

"It not supposed to be." He cut her off, dramatically stopping his typing on the keyboard.

"Excuse?"

"It's not supposed to be an arranged marriage," he turned his head to her direction, "it is an arranged marriage and I have no idea why you decided to let yourself expect any other thing apart from the way it'd favour both companies."

I turned my head to see her expression immediately before turning it back to the floor. She was totally agitated, she looked like she could lose it any moment. "Is this marriage only about the benefit it would have to our companies."

"Yes." He showed no emotion in his tone and just continued typing on his laptop.

"So you don't even feel a little bit of attraction."

"No June, now can you leave me alone. I have a meeting to attend to." He said, checking the time on the obviously dispendious watch on his right hand.

June, as in June Silver. So he had gone for her. Woah, if I were to tell Rose, she most definitely wouldn't believe me. If I really hadn't signed the contract, I'd let the world know this.

"We'll reschedule." June said, turning to me. "Hey, reschedule our meeting to when he's less busy. Make sure you pick a date before the wedding." With that, she stomped out of the office slamming the door behind her.