Personal Assistant

chapter 3

Monday, September 12, 2022

Olive Garcia

"Bambina, I need you to wake up. We are at your apartment" I heard a soft but familiar voice, as I started to regain consciousness. Oh. My. God. Did I fall asleep in his car? "sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep." After I say that, he just chuckles.

"You're fine, you definitely need the energy. Are you ready to go in?" Just nodding, He didn't look happy with that being my response. "While you were sleeping I stopped and got some boxes." Stating this as he opens the trunk, I think to get my attention to help him grab them.

Walking around the car towards grabbing some of the boxes. Waiting for Vincent to grab the rest so we can head inside my apartment. Getting inside my apartment and putting the boxes next to the front door. Looking at him all I see is judgment on his face while looking around my apartment "I can do your bedroom and you do the kitchen and living room?" Vincent suggested.

Why does he want to pack my bedroom?

"Uhm, sure it's the last door down the hall." Giving him a slight smile. Grabbing a few boxes and starting to pack my kitchen cabinets. Thirty minutes later I'm done packing the kitchen, well the important stuff in the kitchen.

About to move the box with the kitchen stuff so that it's near the front door. Hearing footsteps, thinking there was an intruder. Quickly turning back into the kitchen grabbing a knife off the counter. Turning back around, I see Vincent Smith, my boss holding my purple dildo with a smirk on his face. His smirk dropped quickly after noticing the knife in my hand.

"Olive, why do you have a knife?" he didn't sound scared, just a bit shocked by the sight. "Why do you have a dildo in your hand?" I was purely mortified by the fact that he found my toys. "Isn't it your dildo?"

fuck.

"Well yeah but how did you find it?" giving him a blank stare so I don't show my displeasure with him finding my toys. " I was packing your clothes and there was a black shoe box and this-" holding up the dildo in his hand. "was sticking out of the box."

Is that why he wanted to help pack my room to find my sex toys?

"Uhm- just act like u never saw that and pack the box please. Are you almost done in my room, I am out here?" Trying to slide past the fact that he found that.

" yea, now I just need to pack your sex toys. Though since we are done packing would you like to move in tonight?" Just nodding and going to sit on the couch.

He walks into my bedroom again and comes back a few minutes later with two medium sized boxes; which he places on top of the box I brought into the living room from the kitchen.

About to grab one of the boxes so he doesn't carry them all. Vincent swats my hands away. "I don't want you carrying these boxes." why? He grabs all the boxes. I open the door for Mr. Smith. "Thanks" before walking out behind him, turning around looking at the almost empty apartment sighing before continuing to follow him.

Grabbing his car keys from his pocket, unlocking the car door and opening the trunk. Helping him put the boxes in the trunk. Finally sitting down in the passenger's seat next to Mr. Smith. "Sorry you have to move into my house so soon"

He says while putting his hand out waiting for me to place his keys into his hand, giving him the keys. "It's fine Mr. Smith, whatever's better for you since I'm your personal assistant" I state with a tired tone, turning my head towards him giving him a smile that he and I both know was fake.