The cliche Assistant (BWWM)(on hold)

Chapter Two

*Chris's POV*

    I groan as I hear my alarm clock go off. I sighed and stretched my aching body. I really needed a vacation.   I threw my legs over the bed to get ready for work. I have to interview someone for the position to be my new PA, since the other one quit. The slut had some  nerve to barge into my office and yell in my face

*FLASHBACK*
I read over all of my emails, like I always do before leaving for the day. I shut off the computer and stretch.
  As I was standing up, the door barged open and in walked Rachel. She looked pissed. I really didn't have the time for another one of her temper tantrums.
   " Rachel, what do you want this time" she scoffed and I rolled my eyes and put on my blazer. I sighed
"I'm waiting, what the fuck do you want" I strained.
She looked sad for a moment but sadness became anger. she began to yell at me.
" YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK YOU CHRIS, YOU IGNORED ME ALL DAY AND WHEN I STARTED TALKING TO YOU, YOU SIMPLY IGNORED ME! WHAT WAS I CHRIS, HUH, A GOOD LAY AND THATS IT?" I stared at her astonished. Is she really on some petty bullshit like not talking to her?
   "Rachel, I advise that you lower your tone or-"
" OR WHAT CHRIS, WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? HUH, ARE YOU GONNA-"
" Rachel your fired, GET THE HELL OUT OF MY OFFICE AND BUILDING" she gasped and I saw the tears start to swell but unfortunately I didn't care. she was nothing more than a two dollar hoe. Ha, thanks drake for that one. She sobbed and ran out of my office.
*END OF FLASHBACK*

I've been on my own for the past week thinking that I can do it on my own. I was wrong. As soon as things started to pile up I started interviewing for the position. And the results were terrible. They were all women who wanted  to sleep with me or try to steal information on the company. I swear these hoes ain't loyal. I'm giving one last interview and this one better be good.  I straighten my tie and grab my wallet and my briefcase.  I walked out of my Mansion and stepped into my Lamborghini Veneno. I love my car so much. I've never let ANYONE ride in my baby besides me.
  I pull into the parking lot and into my parking spot and headed into my growing business. I walk up to Meagan and greet her. My friends tease me of sleeping with all my employees,but that's not true. I slept with a fourth of them.
  "Morning Mr. Hennington, how is your morning going" she smiled under her caked face. I mean God makeup is fine but not caked up like a clown.

"I'm fine Meagan, is the person I'm interviewing here?"  Because God if she wasn't, I'm giving up and hiring my 19 year old sister.

"She's here sir, she waiting for you upstairs." It's a she. Oh lord all mighty, please help me and not let this be a slut. I silently prayed as I made my way into my personal elevator.

I wondered what my PA was gonna look like when my thoughts were cut short from the elevator opening. I walked out of the elevator and saw the back of someone's head. Her hair was in a huge bun, I'm guessing because she has a LOT of hair. I walk around to look at her face and I'm almost at a loss of words.

She was breath taking. She had no makeup on but she still looked sexy. Woah, we just lost a PA from sleeping with her, we don't wanna lose this one. Plus, I don't chase woman, they chase me. I'm not gonna let some random woman come in and try to change my view of woman. Who does she think she is. See not that just ruined my mood. She was looking down at her phone and had a slight frown. I glanced at what she was looking at and almost scoffed, but said the first thing that came to mind.

"That game is for childish teenagers who don't have anything to do with themselves." I say my voice getting deep.  She looked up and looked me up and down trying not to scoff herself. I don't know why but that turned me on. She composed herself and stood up offering me her hand.

"Alexandrea Mitch" Alexandrea, what a beautiful name. Oh shut the fuck up conscious, she's not all that.

"I know who you are, follow me please" and I turned around walking towards my office. I pushed the door open and places my briefcase on my desk. I turn around and she's staring out the window. The way the sunlight was shining on her face was heavenly. Oh my God if I don't shut up and interview this woman.

"Sit down" I say roughly.  She immediately follows my orders and sits down on one of the chairs. I sit across from her and expect the best but prepare for the worst.
" Did you bring a resumé" I ask praying that she did. She digs in her purse and pulls one out.

" I Did sir" she handed me her resumé. I read through the first page and I am shocked. Graduated high school at 16, two associates, two bachelors and a masters. This girl is amazing! I look at her and try to contain my amazement. I then look at her paper again and finally decide to speak.

"And why do you want to be my PA miss Mitch?" She looked confident as she answers.
" I love architecture and I want to be around long enough to get tips on how to run my own one day in the future.
We just stared at each other for what seemed like forever, but was two minutes. I decided to speak.

"Okay your hired" she looked shocked, happy and satisfied then composed herself. She cleared her throat.

"Great. When do I start?" Eager huh? Let's see if I can bug her.

"Now actually. You can begin by making me a pumpkin spice latte what it's fall I love those things faxing these papers ( I hand her the stack that I was supposed to do today) thank the lord I don't have to anymore and organize the fax room. Oh and your office is right out the door to the right" she writes it all down and nods. Let's put the icing on the cake
"And can you do that by lunch, we have a meeting after." She makes a face and nods. Damn it why isn't she mad. I told Gwen to show her around so I could go see my father about the company stocks boring stuff even though I really wanted to show her around.

She just stands there and stares at me with those fucking sexy brown eyes. God if she doesn't get out now she won't be able to walk.

" You can see your way out" I say my voice slightly strained because of the the tent that has formed between my thighs. She walks out and I can't help but stare at her ass. Okay lord you didn't send me a slut thank you for that, but this is pure temptation...thank you. I walk to the back of my office where there's a bathroom/break area and take a freezing shower. The whole time I couldn't stop thinking about my sexy PA. FUCCKKKK!