Behind the CEO

Chapter 6

AN: For the "rereaders", this chapter is different/new. You don't want to skim or skip this one.

"Is that a new suit?" Noelle asked when she walked into Jonathan's bathroom. Jonathan was standing in the mirror, brushing his hair. He actually needed a haircut, but he could play it off by a simple brush.

Jonathan turned to face her "Yeah, why? You don't like it?"

"I like it. When did you get it?"

"I didn't. My boss got it for me." Nonchalantly, he answered.

"So, it's another Tom Ford suit?" Noelle questioned curiously.

"No, this is Armani." Jonathan corrected. "She did give me another Tom Ford suit, though."

"Do you know how much those suits costs, Jonathan?"

"Yes. You know that I know how much they cost." Jonathan looked at her oddly. Noelle of all people knew very well that Jonathan was aware of designer suits and their prices. It had been years since he's worn and owned one, but he was completely aware.

"Okay, but you don't think that it's weird that your boss keeps giving you these designer suits?"

"No, not really." Jonathan shook his head. "These suits are like company cars."

"Aren't you offended?" Noelle briefly furrowed her eyebrows.

"I was on the first day. She says that I'm a reflection of her and the company, so." Jonathan shrugged his shoulders, not caring too much anymore. He knew that when he stepped into the interview that day, that Taylor looked at his suit and passed judgement on him. He knew that she hated the way his suit didn't fit. He was offended then even though it wasn't the first time.

Now, he was content. He could no longer be mad that he was getting new suits every week. He was taking advantage of the back handed generosity. He didn't have to dry clean every week with the plethora of suits he received. It was another blessing from Parkwood. Who was he to be mad at that?

"She wants me to look good." Jonathan added.

"So, you're saying that she looks good?" Noelle questioned with a jealously laced tone. It was written all over her face as her eyes narrowed at him and her lips pressed together tightly. Jonathan looked at her and chuckled. It was funny to him that she was acting this way all of a sudden and asking this many questions.

"Hey, I'm just saying what she told me." Jonathan held his hands up in a defensive mode. "But, when she said that, I'm pretty sure she was talking about clothes, appearance, and stuff like that. Not a pretty a face." He said caressing her cheek with his thumb to put her at ease.

"This is how everyone at Parkwood dresses. Some of the people make enough to buy it themselves and then there's people like me who can't. It's not coming directly from her personal account. I mean, it's her company but, ya know."

"I get it, but what about the watches and the new phone?"

"Well, watches are a part of the suit, Elle. They complete it. And my phone, she needed me to be up-to-date and have an iPhone because everything is in sync. Everyone there has a iPhone for work. Different departments have an iCloud account that they have access to. And since I work for the big boss, I practically work with everyone there. I have to keep up and stay on track. We send things back and forth through notes. The calendar and all that stuff. Not to mention this camera is nice." Jonathan flashed a smile, knowing that Noelle couldn't stay mad at him. She loved his smile more than anything. He had the prettiest teeth and his one dimple made her melt.

"I guess." She playfully- yet seriously rolled her eyes.

"She may have a stick up her ass, but she's an alright boss." Jonathan admitted. He felt like his boss was far more than alright. The work was a bit hectic, but she was changing his life every Thursday. Every Thursday for the last three weeks, three thousand dollars was deposited into his account just shy of midnight.