His "Innocent" Assistant

Chapter 5

Zaylee Creed,

After I left the interview I saw Chelsea patiently waiting on a chair.

The moment Chelsea noticed me she rushed to me side.

"Are you alright?" She asks sounding worried.

"Um yes?" I respond.

She pulls me closer to her, whilst her eyes run over my face as if she is searching for something.

"Are you sure?" She questions.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I respond back.

"I-it's just most people come out of interviews with the boss often come out with tears in their eyes." She says.

I am not a fan of the guy but he didn't make me want to burst into tears. But I bet he would prefer to have an effect like that on me.

"It wasn't that bad, well I don't think it was he offered me the job so..." I state trying to convince myself that it was a normal interview.

Chelsea's eyes widen and she takes a step back.

"Did he really?" She asks shocked.

Is it really that surprising? I came in for an interview and got told many time that my resume was "so impressive", then I got the job so why is she so shocked. It's pretty normal to go to an interview and get the job.

But I guess it is weird how quickly he hired me.

"Yeah why do you ask?" I question whilst we make our way over the the elevator.

She thinks for a moment then as she is about to respond the elevator opens.

Once we are both inside she goes to talk again.

"H-he um- I have your email so I will send over everything you need to start working." She says.

I don't think that's what she was going to say but I leave it.

"That sounds great thank you." I respond.

The elevator eventually came to a stop and we both step out.

"I'll send you an email now, have a nice day Miss Creed." Chelsea says with a sincere smile as she makes her way towards the main desk.

"Thank you, you too." I reply.

I turn away from her direction and head for the way I came in.

I have a stupid little smile I can't wipe off my face so I angle my head down to avoid looking overly happy about actually getting the job, I can celebrate when I get home I just need to look professional right now.

I've almost reached the door when I'm caught off-guard someone bumps into me.

I look to see who just bumped into me.

What if it's some billionaire who will try sue me for bumping him or something crazy.

Oh wait Luca is up in his office so I guess I won't be sued by any asshole billionaires today.

"I'm sorry-" I cut myself off when I see an attractive man trying to regather the papers in his hands.

He looks up and his blue eyes light up with interest.

He straightens up and replaces the slightly annoyed look with a smile.

He studies me for a moment then he moves the stands of his soft blonde hair off his forehead.

"It's honestly no problem, I wasn't watching where I was going" He speaks genuinely.

"I wasn't either, sorry for that" I say gesturing to the papers he holds.