Taylor has never worked a day in her life. What happens when her abusive boyfriend (obviously calcium) forces her to get a job and she ends up working as Joes assistant? Will he notice anything is wrong?
By the way I obviously do not own any of thes...
so this is the firat chapter. I feel like all the stories ive read are much better written than this but I try my best soooo...
The coffee shop was cram packed with the morning foot traffic. Everyone was trying to get the much desired caffeine boost before they had to go spend the whole day tediously working before they could go home. Throughout the shop the beautiful aroma of freshly made coffee filled the air making customers feel invited merely seconds after they enter.
Taylor hurried down the street in the crisp morning air trying to get to her favourite coffee shop before it got too busy. She had an important job interview today and she really needed this job. Her boyfriend was sick of her sitting at home and relying on him and she didn't want to think about what the consequences would be if she didn't listen to him. She was applying for a job at one of the most prestigious companies in new york and really didn't think she would get the job because she really didn't have any qualifications. She had always relied on either her dad or her boyfriend for money and it had never been a problem. Because of this people often think she would be a bit of a bitch but she was actually one of the sweetest girls ever. She loved to spend her time volunteering at soup kitchens, animal shelters, literally anything, seeing other people happy makes her happy.
Taylor pushes her way inside the crowded coffee shop groaning at the sight of the line. Her mind quickly tried to process how long it would take for her to get her drink and decided it would be too long. She felt utterly exhausted and knew it wasn't a good idea to go into this job interview without the caffeine in her body but she also knew she didn't really have a choice, better to be tired than late.
She rushed into the building where she was hoping to get a job in and tried her very best to seem professional and confident. She marched up to the front desk and asked where she needed to go for her interview. Her expensive clothes and assertive attitude automatically turned the heads of many people in the room. Instantly there were whispers exchanged between groups wondering what this lady is doing here. "Who does she think she is."
"She looks like such a bitch."
"That suit must have cost a fortune." Taylor could very clearly hear these comments as no one was really trying that hard to keep their voices down but she was trying to ignore them. SHe wasn't going to let anyone ruin this interview.
Joe's Pov
These documents are killing me, I can't manage all of this by myself. 'I never realised how much you really need an assistant until I no longer had an assistant. I really wish I hadn't fired Maria. She was so good at it but she just had to go and catch feelings. It always makes everything just so awkward and I couldn't handle that. I had already interviewed 12 people for the job but none of them seemed just right, or they were just straight up trying to sleep with me.
Today I was interviewing a girl called Taylor swift, her file didn't come with a picture so I had no idea what to expect. Not that i needed a beautiful girl to be my assistant, it just helped for them to be easy on the eye. I sat there for a couple more minutes waiting for her to turn up. It was currently 9.56am and her interview was at 10 sharp. I really hope she isn't late, I hate it when people are late and i have a really good feeling about this one.
At 9.59 I hear a knock on the door. "Come in," I answered. A young woman walks in and shuts the door, I automatically notice she is extremely tall and is wearing a pretty expensive suit.
"Hi, I'm Taylor," she says.
"Joe Alwyn, head of this company," and I gesture for her to sit down. "So Taylor let's get right into this." As I begin to ask her questions I realise she's never actually had a job before and just gets all her money from her dad, 'what a bitch.' But I really need an assistant desperately so I can't give up just yet.
"Have you lived in New York your whole life?" I asked curiously.
"No, I was born in Pennsylvania, and moved to Nashville when I was 13. I only moved here to New York quite recently." I nodded taking in this information.
"So what do you think are some of your better qualities?"
"Umm well my friends tell me i'm very generous, I also am quite organized and I'm always on time."
"No what are some of your not so good qualities."
"Well sometimes i tend to ignore things that i know are wrong and that i should probably fight against but im too scared." This answer sounded awfully specific but i guess it's really none of my business. After talking to her more she seems like she is a decent human being so i decide to hire her. When i tell her this she breathes in a sigh of relief and i just pass it as her being tired, 'why would she need this job she could just ask her dad for more money?' I then dismiss her and watch her get up to leave. When she turns around I get a nice view of her ass and I can't help but stare. It is so perfect and round, 'stop it joe she is now your employee.'
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Taylors pov
"I have decided to give you the job." I let out a sigh I didn't even know I was holding, hopefully Adam will be happy now. I thank Joe and get up to leave, as I'm doing this I feel Joe's eyes glued to my ass but try to ignore it, it's probably nothing.
As I walk up to the front door even from outside the house I can smell the sickening aroma of straight alcohol and it makes me cringe. I hate it when he drinks because he turns into a completely different person although those two people are beginning to become one. I nervously turn the door handle, not looking forward to discovering what is on the other side and open the door. The door opening causes a loud creak to ring throughout the house.
"Taayyylooor honey, how was your day?" Adam asks me, sounding sweet, too sweet. I hesitate to answer and that's when it all goes wrong. "Baby, I asked you a question," he growls, grabbing my wrist and dragging me into the kitchen. Now all I can do is whimper as he pins me up against the fridge and grabs my neck. "You better have got the job baby, or else I'm gonna have to punish ya aren't I?" He spits. 'SLAP' I feel the familiar sting of skin colliding with my face,
"I did, I got it," I manage to say, really not wanting to be hurt anymore.
"Well then baby i guess I have to reward you." He keeps his grip on both my neck and wrist as he drags me upstairs to give me my 'reward.' As he chucks me on the bed I'm trying to get him to stop but it doesn't work, it never works. He just keeps going thinking that he's making me feel good, but in reality all he's really thinking about is himself.
When he's done he gives me one last slap for good luck and then falls asleep, leaving me lying there in pain with tears running down my face and a body covered in bruises.
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