Her Assistant

-CHAPTER FIVE-

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-A LONG DAY-

Olivia is pacing back and forth, thinking as to how she could put herself in a situation like this. Olivia grabbed the wine bottle and poured herself another cup. She's stressed and it's only been about what, ten hours since Alexander left her house. She sighs, not knowing what to make of the man.

Choosing him on Twitter made her tell the man that she already hired someone. Maybe he's not a serial killer and just needs a job as he says. She sighs, drinking the wine in one go. Olivia breathes through her mouth, prancing her way over to the table. Taking a seat, she glanced out of the wall of windows.

Suddenly she got a notification. Olivia picked up her phone, turning it on. She went to Twitter, seeing Pierre's tweet. She noticed how silent he's been throughout the day after he posted about him finding a suit.

"Already set for the ball, also noticing how silent the talk show queen has gotten ever since her appearance on the Stir. Hashtag Olivia Garden." She reads. Olivia scoffs, feeling her competitiveness set fire in her veins.

She completely forgot about the stunt Dianne pulled. How could she do something like that? Olivia even forgot about that since she was excited to finally meet the lucky person in person. She still doesn't know how to feel about him.

Exhaling Olivia decided to tweet.

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TheOliviaGarden

Can't wait to you see you at the ball, Duke of Haynes. Wouldn't miss it for the world.

Not even a minute later her notifications rang off, making her put her phone silent. Olivia stared for a while, not doing anything. She rubs her hair, thinking of Alexander. His answers intrigued her, but she also disliked them all. Then his appearance, it was unprofessional, and he looked homeless.

She would give him one thing though, he smelt good, and his accent is also an attractive factor. She doesn't go back on her word and if this guy is really in need of a job, she could be his way out. She's not a witch like Pierre may think her to be.

Olivia sits back in her chair, gazing at her phone. "Bodyguard for the Queen of England?" She recalls his statement. Hearing it from her made her want to crack into laughter due to his look but...he did say he was let off. And for personal reasons too. He's not old telling by what he put in his file either.

At first Alexander Reyes was a scary question, now, thinking about it again just made him and intriguing query. Now she wants to know exactly who he is. Olivia poured herself another glass and went to search.

Typing his name in the search bar with one hand she poured the drink with the other.

"Okay, let's see who you are." Olivia went to photos, looking at them all to see if she could find anything on the man. However, after thirty minutes of different searches and even adding the word 'Queen' in the search box along with his name she found nothing.

"Okay Mr.Reyes...you've officially caught my eyes." Olivia got up and went to her office. Upon reaching she went on her laptop, going to her emails. Olivia went to she and Alexander's chain response and clicked on it. Olivia took another long swig from the glass and made a face.

"I hope I'm making the right choices right now." She exhales, closing her eyes for a brief moment. "I better be."

-You're hired. I'll see you tomorrow six a.m. Do NOT be late.

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Olivia pitched out of her sleep. Her brows knot together as she tried to figure out why there's a ringing faint ringing sound in her ear. At first, she thought it to be her phone but was instantly proven wrong when she checked it. Olivia put her phone down, getting ready to go back to sleep. That's until she remembered what she did.

"Shit." She quickly tossed the covers off of her and rushed to her bathroom. Olivia blinked to get her vision under control due to the light. She checked herself in the mirror and squinched at her terrible state. Baggy eyes, her hair is a mess and she's sure she saw drool.

Olivia washed her face, brushed her teeth did a quick brush of her hair and rushed out of the bathroom. She's always early, well, when she's not downing glasses of wine the night prior to an event of course.

"C'mon Olivia, faster." She grabbed a pair of jeans, a white T, heels, and a fur coat with a pair of shades. Olivia changed her clothes and placed the shades over her eyes. She grabbed a bottle of perfume and sprayed. Olivia one last brush of her hair and grabbed her phone and her wallet and was out of her room door.

Another ring echoed the house and she cussed since it only gave her a headache. She'd usually make herself a cup of coffee, but she'll buy herself one today. Olivia stopped in front of the door and exhaled a breath.

"Okay, act cool."

It then hit her that Alexander is the one that's meeting her. The hell is she worried for? Rolling her eyes Olivia opens the door. Her face is flat, not giving the man any indication that she's dealing with a nasty hangover.

"You're late." She blurts. She gave him a look and he look the same as yesterday.

"Good morning, ma'am." He greets with a bow. Alexander raised and went back to a guard position of his crotch. One hand over the other, shielding his crotch of course. "A-also, it is currently eight thirty-six, m-ma'am."

Olivia quickly checked the time on her phone, noticing how right he is. She propped her shades down to make sure she's seeing right.

"Shit." She cusses lowly. Olivia cleared her throat, looking back at Alexander. "I knew that I was just testing you. Now...let's go, shall we?"

He nods, following behind her as she made her way outside and towards her car that's parked in her driveway. The only think she could think about is Alexander and how long he's been standing there knocking and ringing her doorbell. If he was there for two hours straight, she'd find it creepy but also see it as him being desperate for the job.

Alexander followed her to the driver side door and reached to open the door for her. Kust as he did so she also reached for the handle of the door, brushing his fingers. Olivia recoiled her hand, looking at him. He panicked for a second before stepping back, going back to his shielding position.

"Apologies, ma'am."

Olivia clicks her tongue, looking at him. "We're you about to open the door for me?" She asks. He simply nods. "I'm just used to doing things myself is all, but I can drive, Mr.Reyes." Instead of giving her a verbal answer, he slightly bows out of respect. That simple encounter made her intrigue radar go up a bit more.

"Well don't just stand there, get in."

Alexander nods, taking the back seat of the car. Again, her radar went up. She wouldn't have cared if he took the passenger seat, but he went straight for the back. Her intrigue radar went up again. Olivia got into the car and took the keys from her purse. Soon the car was up and on the road.

"So, Mr.Reyes, I am all about presentation. I am going to spend all day...making a few changes on you. This is going to be hard since nobody knows who I've chosen to be my assistant and I don't want to risk it all. So, I am only going to get a few supplies and we're heading right back to my place, understood?"

She gave him a glance through the rearview.

"Clearly." He responds.

She sighs at his nonchalant response. "This is going to be a long day."

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Indeed, it is going to be. Another short chapter but only because I've taken so long with updating. Ugh, I need to cut down on my accounts frl frl.

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