The Secretary

4

Emily

It's very irresistible that a CEO of the largest legendary family of hoteliers, offers me a job like food. It's a once in a lifetime but i kept thinking what really holds me back. Maybe it's the fact that it's too good to be true.

That night of my graduation, my family surprised me with a party. They close PopMax's club just for the night and transform it into a ballroom. Balloons, cakes, gifts, posters, food and drinks were everywhere. "The club looks like shit!" I blurted in surprise then they all burst into laughter. They all congratulated me with warm hugs. Shock was understatement when i saw Papa's strippers that were dressed like prim and proper ladies. That made my heart leap as they helped me through my journey. Though others may consider them inappropriate, i love them. Coz people like them do whatever it takes for family. We all have our YOLO moments. So I ate like a pig then drank a tank of alcohol, which i didn't know that I was capable of.

Beep... beep... beep...
I groaned. Shit! I forgot to turn off my alarm clock. I shut it then go back to sleep. Few hours later, a banging on my door made me got out of my bed. I felt like shit! I stink, I haven't change my clothes from last night, My head is throbbing, spinning. I check on the peephole and saw Laura at my door with boxes of pizza (my comfort food). I opened the door for her immediately when i saw her with it and a coffee in her other hand. "You look like shit Em..." i just grunt in response. She took a plate for the both of us to put on some pizza slices. My stomache growled from the smell of it which earn a laugh from my best friend. "Tell me why you're my best friend?!" I told her while glaring at her. "Coz no one can overbear you?" She teased. "So what's up Lala?" I asked as she serve me a slice which gulp down easily the aim for another. "Let's go shopping?" I took a swig on my coffee. "Nah... really what's the problem?" She sighed. She knows me well, i don't do indirect coversations. "There's this guy i saw last night talking to Pops and i knew from the look of that guy Papa is in big trouble... I hid myself behind the dumpster..." She blurted. I gasped my eyes wide from fear, fear of losing my father. I knew who that guy was. And I need to do something. Fast."Don't worry i think i know how to help him..." I ate up fast then hurried to soak myself in the shower. I know Laura would be watching Supernatural so i just left her be and busied myself finding an outfit that will make me look elegant but not boring. I picked a denim sleeveless dress that ends before my knees. It has a string belt with the same color. I put on my lingerie, work on my make up which is minimal of course. I put on my dress, slip on my sandals then wear my bonnet since I didn't bother to style my hair. I grab my shoulder bag, stuff in the necessary. I said goodbye to Laura first before stepping out of my apartment.

I took the cab towards the club then went straight to Papa's office. He looked exhausted, there were dark circles around his eyes, he look terribly bothered with something. I cleared my throat so he'd notice my presence. "Hey, baby girl..." He greeted me lazily. His jolly mood were all gone. "Why didn't you tell me?" He cringed as those words slip off my mouth. "I don't want you to get involve with my troubles sweetie... You know how Mr. Valdez could be..." Mr. Valdez the goon's boss who issues permits for this kind of dirty businesses. I sighed as I approach where he's sitting to hug him tight. I felt him heave a sigh. We stayed like that for a while. Suddenly, he peel off my arms and reach for something in his drawer. He handed me a bundle of money, a hundred grand tops with a business card attached to it. "What's this papa?" He smiled at me. "That was given to me by the guy who desperately ask for you, to know you. That was given to me that night when you perform at the VIP. He gave me that much just to have dinner with you... I think that will make you decide on what you want for your future..." I stared at him dumbfounded. "But Papa..." I whined as he looked at me. "I want you to have a great future Em... better than this... I don't want to hold you back from reaching your dreams... and I don't want you to strip for a living... i love you baby girl, i only want the best for you..." Tears were forming on both of our eyes. "Okay Papa... but keep this..." I gave him back the bundle of thousand bills "Use that to pay Mr. Valdez... I don't want you getting caught up with any of his demonic strategies..." He nodded at me embracing me tight like he doesn't want to let go of me. "I love you papa and I'll do anything for you... just give me some time and I'll help you get out of this trouble..." With that we both cried. Hard. I left as soon as my tears subsided and cleaned.

My fingers nervously flip the business card I'm holding. When i reach the address, i was dazed by the surroundings. I have never seen such a nice ambiance in this city since i stayed with Papa Max. The building towers at it's best. Greens are scattered neatly, beautifully trimmed and organized. I straightened my dress and shoulders then proceed to the lobby. A welcoming ambiance strucks me as i enter the enormous building. The interior designs were majestic. It's minimal yet every piece of furniture completes each space with finesse. It oozes out glamour, fame, money. The reception greeted me cheerfully. "Good morning Ma'am, Can i help you?" I approached her desk. "Uhmn... sure, I'm looking for Mr. Ethan Slate..." Shyly, i show her his business card. "Do you have an appointment?" She asked. "No, but he told me to see him if i have decided..." She nodded. "Can i have your name please...?" I was hesitant but i gave her my name. "Okay ma'am, just take the private elevator to the right, swipe this card then press the PH button. Here's your elevator pass." I murmured thanks as she handed me a card with their prestigious logo. I followed her instructions. I reached the floor to the Penthouse and damn, i felt regal as soon as i step out of the lift. Expensive paintings were explicit, the walls, ceiling, wore matching colors. I nibble on my thumb as i reach an oak door. I knock once, twice, thrice, but nobody answered. I knock again, this time harder to make my presence known. The door creek open, i was hesitant to enter at first but I remember my conversation with Papa, so i proceed moving forward to the slightly dimmed room. I wander around drooling over the large space and hi-tech appliances, looking for his majesty, Ethan Slate. Everything is neat and clean for a man living on his own. Maybe he has a housemaid. His furnitures are posh, all in black, gray, with some shades of violet. I called his name but still nothing, so i opted to open doors. When i came to open the third door, i saw him gloriously naked sleeping. I take in his muscular physique, his black hair spread out on his cream colored sheets. His butt was covered with a little of his duvet. The peak of his nose crinkle, while his mouth slightly agape. His lashes were long for a man which attracts me the most. I was staring at his sleeping state, when he suddenly smirked and his eyes opened. "Like what you see?" He teased while i was shock. I managed to glare at him. "I...i...i... i'll just wait outside..." I stuttered. I walk out of his room leaving him laughing.

I waited at his living room checking out his place. Few minutes passed, i was already leaning on his couch bored. He came out with only a towel hanging on his waist. I gulped as i couldn't tear off my gaze to the V line on his waist. "So...Ms. Wilson... do you want some coffee?" I snapped my head up then nodded. He strode his way to the kitchen with me behind his tracks. He made us coffee in such a short time. Perks if having high end percolator. I remain standing beside his breakfast nook. "So...what brings you here?" He asked nonchalantly as he came in front of me. "Uhmn... I'm here to accept your offer..." he gave me his famous smirk. "Great... when will you be able to start work?" I sighed. "I guess i can start anytime... and there's one more thing..." He seems amused like he didn't know what was coming. "And that is...?" He asked. "I'm here to have dinner with you like you requested Mr. Slate..." He frowned. "I beg your pardon?" I sip on my coffee and grunt. "You gave papa a hundred grand just to know who i am and have dinner with me right?" He was silent at that. He stood up staring at me, looking me up and down. When he realized i was the masked dancer, he step closer while i step back. It went on until my back hits the wall. He caged me between the wall and his arms. Heat run throughout my body as i felt his proximity towards me. I can feel his breath on my neck as he brought his face closer to me leaving an inch between our lips. His eyes seductiveky roam through my face and stared at my plump lips. I lick my lips and swallow the bile forming in my throat as i saw his eyes darkened. A sudden electricity run through my spine as he trailed his finger on my cheek. "Fuck it!" He cursed and with that, he closed the distance between us and crash his lips with mine. Heat of passion emanates from the exchange in our entwined lips. My arms automatically wound up on his neck as he deepened the kiss. He ought for entrance which i willingly gave him. Our tongues fought while his hands travel down to my hips. It seems like a short period of time but 20 minutes has already passed unnoticed.

A noise made us come back from our awkward trance. We catch our breath staring at each other with glistening eyes, full of emotion. We've been silent for a while enjoying our coffee. When we regained our senses, i tried to talk but nothing came out of my mouth. "Uhmn... please be here tomorrow around 8:00am... we'll go to my office together... is that fine with you?" I agreed with him then like a flash, i went home.

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