His Obsession

13- Getting settled into my new life

It took 15 minutes for Mr. Stone to come into the office. I couldn't help but notice that he still looked pretty sad. It still left me wondering why. We got into the elevator and he told me we were headed back down to reception. That was when I decided to ask him why he seemed so sad. "Excuse me, I know that you don't know me, but if you don't mind me asking, why do you seem so sad?" I asked him as politely as I could, not wanting to offend him on my first day working here.

"Oh well, I just wanted the job as his assistant, but I should have known he would pick a pretty girl over someone like me. He uses me as an errand boy. Mr. Stone do this... Mr. Stone do that," he said through gritted teeth. I could tell he was upset.

I followed him out of the elevator and up to the reception desk. One of the ladies stopped us and inquired, "Hello, how can we assist you today?"

Mr. Stone motions toward me, "We would like an official hire packet and badge made, please." he says softly as he smiles at the lady behind the counter.

"Oh my gosh, another hire!" she exclaims with a soft smile on her face. "So what is her job?" she asks.

"She will be Mr. Albertini's new Personal Assistant," he says as he smiles back at her.

"Oh, and how did a pretty thing like you land that job? Doesn't he always opt for older, as he doesn't want to be distracted from work?" she asks with a surprised smile on her face. I knew she was looking for information. Perhaps she had a crush on her boss.

"I just interviewed him for the job, and he offered it to me. That's all." I replied because she didn't really need to know everything that had happened between me and Lorenzo. She pulled out a folder from under the desk. On the folder, it says Welcome to Albertini Industries, where the best of the best are found. I couldn't help but think it sounded a bit cocky to have it in an incoming hire folder. But then again, what do I know? I watched as she pulled out a camera as well. She asked Mr. Stone to hold a simple square of white fabric behind me so she could take my photo for my badge. Once he had it up, she held it up in front of her face and told me to smile. I smiled at the bright flash as she took the photo.

She pulled out all of the tax paperwork I needed to fill out, along with the bank paperwork asking if I had a bank account. I told her I did and filled out the paper completely with all of the necessary information for my direct deposit. She explained all of the rules related to paychecks and all other information and guidelines she was required to inform me of. After she was finished, I thanked her as she handed me a badge with my photo on it. I noticed it had my name and job title on it. Now I officially belonged to the man and had a badge that proved it. I walked quietly behind Mr. Stone as we walked towards the elevator to take me up to the top floor.

I clutched the folder tightly against my chest as I waited for the elevator to take me to my destination. As the door opened, Mr. Stone told me to flash the badge to Mrs. Stevenson at the reception desk and she immediately buzzed me in. We walked right back into his office, and I wondered where my office would be.

I noticed right away that he was talking on the phone, so I waited to speak with him until he ended the call. "So I assume you have completed all the paperwork necessary to begin working here at my company?" he asks, his smirk running across his face. "Now you have to fill out all the paperwork required for you to work directly for me. But first, let's just see your new office so you can put that folder away, he said while standing up." Turning toward the right, I had the horrible feeling my office was behind glass. He could watch everything I did, and I did not like it one bit.

However, I decided not to tell him that, so I smiled at him and said, "Perfect!" He gestured to me to the desk, running a finger along its top. He smiles back at me and then turns and heads back into his office. Placing the folder on top of the desk, I follow him. I can always put the folder away later.