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NIA
"Nia~" Delilah, my best friend, called from the office door. I looked over my computer at her. She's holding a cup of steaming coffee and some documents in her arms. things I need to sign off on.
I smiled at her. She was one of the brightest things in my mornings.
"Morning, D."
" I brought you coffee. What time did you get in?"
I sigh, taking off my glasses. Delilah steps into my office hands me the coffee, and sets the documents on my desk. They're thick too.
"Six a.m."
"Dang girl. You're really a girl, boss." She winks at me. I smiled before taking a sip of the coffee that was full of sugar and hazelnut creamer. "Did you get dicked down last night with that cute bartender?"
"No."
"Great, I have to deal with a bitchy boss today." She rolled her eyes.
"Don't forget who signs your checks."
She smiles at me waving me off. "You, of course, boss lady. I need that next check for my Beyonce concert." Delilah plops down in the chair in front of my desk. She had her hair in moon buns that had a strike of color.
"Well, did anything happen?"
"His roommate came back."
"Turn off, huh?"
I didn't want to tell my best friend about things that happened with that guy and his kinks. She'll look at me weirdly and think I'm disgusting for even trying that kind of thing.
"We have to get you another dick." She sings.
"I'm done with dick."
"So pussy?"
I choked on the coffee and Delilah laughed. "Joking. but Oh, I found you some help!" she clapped. "Your new assistant starts today."
"Delilah, it better be someone who can do their job well. Or else you're out of a job which means–"
"No money for Beyonce concerts and pretty dresses. Ramen for dinner. Blah Blah. You said that last time and here I am sitting pretty." She bates her eyes at me.
"What's her name?"
"He." She corrects me.
"He?"
She nods. "Yes, Ma'am and he's a cutie pie."
"Looks don't matter as long as he can do his job, Delilah."
"Okay, you say that now." She pouts.
There's a knock at my office door before it opens. Me and Delilah look at the young man picking his head in and looking between us.
"Ms. Long?" he asks.
I almost drop the fucking coffee into my lap. I smiled tightly.
"Nia," I said. "Just call me Nia."
He steps fully into my office. Smiling at Delilah who swirled her way over to me in the chair. She whispers in my ear, "He's cute right?"
"I'm Wonbin," he said, clutching his messenger bag to him.
I wanted to tell Delilah that he's the bartender from last night. But I kept my mouth closed and pretended like I didn't know him. Great, now the guy I choked and degraded is my fucking assistant.
