Chapter 5

The next morning, she gets up at 6:30 a.m., showers, and wears her new clothes.

A tight black dress that accentuated her curves and shoes of the same color, with higher heels than she usually wore.

She puts everything she needs in her new handbag, and in a small lunchbox, she puts two cheese sandwiches, one apple, one banana, and a bottle of water. That would be her lunch and snack, as she couldn't go out for lunch.

She goes to the bus stop, and the other passengers can't help but stare.

As soon as the bus stops near the office, she goes to Starbucks to get the CEO's coffee. At that moment, she remembers that she doesn't know how the CEO drinks coffee. With a sigh, she decides to buy several.

She takes the tray and elegantly enters the reception. She shows the card she already has on her chest and enters the elevator, going out on the top floor.

The clock on the wall indicated that it was 8.15, and she feared that the CEO was not there yet and that the cafe was getting cold.

She knocks on the door, opens it, enters, and is surprised by her boss's presence.

The CEO is also amazed and looks at his watch.

- You are early, Miss Green.

- I apologize, sir. Do you want your coffee now, or should I get another later?

- Give me my coffee. I need it.

She enters, and the CEO admires the beauty of the woman, who, with that dress, is much sexier. She puts the tray down on the desk and says:

- You didn't tell me how you liked your coffee, so I bought Espresso, Americano, latte, macchiato, cappuccino, and mocha. - she says, pointing to each cup.

Christopher smiled.

- Well, you covered all the hypotheses. I stick with Americano. I hope it's sugar-free. – he says, taking the cup.

- They are all unsweetened. Swap the sugar aside.

- From now on, you can bring me Americano daily. When I want something else, I'll let you know. - he says with a smile.

- Take the opportunity to integrate into your new office. My schedule is in the application. You have access to it. I have a meeting at 10. As I don't have a private secretary yet, I'd like you to come and take notes for me. You can go now.

Saphira takes the tray and turns to leave.

- You can go out that way. That door connects our offices.

She nods and heads for the door.

- Another thing, Miss Green. Was this dress bought expressly to come to work?

She blushes. Would it have been wrong to buy that dress?

- Why do you ask, Sir? It's not appropriate? I was advised to buy more professional clothes.

- There's nothing wrong with your dress. - he says, moving closer to Saphira. – Your usual clothes aren't a problem either, and you can wear them at work. Having a more professional outfit to change in your office is advisable if you accompany me to a meeting or business lunch. But you must be careful, Miss Green – he reaches out and rips off the price tag she forgot on the back of the dress's collar. – to withdraw the price tag before using your new clothes.

Saphira blushes completely. It had been so much work to look professional, and she had been walking around wearing the price tag. She wants a hole to hide in, but the CEO turns his back and returns to his seat, throwing the tag in the trash and picking up his coffee.

She enters the office and leans her back against the door. How embarrassing.

Christopher was curious and took the tag out of the trash.

Even though the dress looked really good on her, she had gone shopping for a professional-looking cheap dress. This made him curious. Hadn't they given her a credit card?

When Saphira recovers, she sets the tray on the table. What was she going to do with five coffees? She sets the latte down on her desk and leaves the office. She looks around and sees one of the management secretaries.

Putting on her biggest smile, she approaches the woman and introduces herself. Saying that she had bought too many coffees, she offered the tray to the woman, who accepted it with a smile.

The CEO peeks at the office door when he hears the sounds of laughter. The office is always so silent. He watches his PA's interaction with the secretary.

His PA was already settling into the office.

He goes back to work, forgetting about her.

Saphira enters her office and starts working while sipping her Latte. She opens the applications, checks her calendar, and opens her line to receive all outside calls before passing them on to her boss.

She was concentrating on her work when the internal phone rang.

She looks over and sees that button one is flashing red, which probably means the CEO is at the other end of the line. She answers.

- What can I help you, sir?

- Come to my office.

She immediately gets up, straightens her dress, takes her notebook and pen, and walks into the office next to hers.

- As we will work closely together, we need to talk about some rules. - he says, pointing to the place opposite him where she should sit.

She sits down, crosses her legs elegantly, and places her notebook in her lap.

In the first place, you should call me "Mr. Dixan" only in meetings and other official situations. At work and as my PA, I want to be called Christopher.

- In that case, Mr. Christopher, my name is Saphira, and I prefer to be called by that name, too.

The CEO nods.

- Secondly, I only answer calls after scheduling. All calls go through your office, and you make the appointments or deal directly with the matters. It would help if you dealt with any emergency, except for those in which I have to intervene. This does not apply to my family. My family calls must be passed immediately.

Saphira takes notes.

- Thirdly, there are some pamphlets on the table by the entrance. I would like you to take them with you. Most of the time, I have lunch in my office. You can order lunch for you and me every day. You can go out to eat if you prefer, but if you eat at the office, you can share the meal with me. I'm not weird. Surprise me with your choices. - He removes a card from his wallet and hands it to her. We can use this card to pay for our meals.

- But, sir, I already have a business credit card.

- You do? Have you used it already?

- No, sir.

- Way? Does that mean you paid for the coffee and clothes you're wearing today with your own money?

- Yes, sir.

- Wait, you mean you only bought that dress?

Saphira blushes.

You are young, and you don't know how to take advantage of the benefits that the PA job offers. My PA has to dress well for meetings and can't always wear the same outfit. People will think I don't pay you enough, and I am talking about expensive clothes.

He picks up the phone and dials a number he reads from a card that he pulls out of the card folder.