Beautiful Demon [COMPLETED]

Chapter 12

* Jessica POV *
Mr.Dexter?!
Ok just what the hell is he trying to do?

Glancing at the smiling Clay, the old man seemed sweet when he smiled. He was about 40 something with the wrinkles that were forming when he smiled.
"Thank you Mr.Clay and with all due respect I won't be needing any of your chauffeuring services and you can tell Mr.Dexter that he doesn't need to take care of a " bitch" like me."

The man was taken aback and he was starring at a smiling me. And when I felt he was about to persuade me more I saw a yellow cab halting to a stop in front of the expensive black car. I bit goodbye and walked quickly and got inside of the cab and told the driver the address of my workplace.

Working, working, working.

After getting to the office, there was no time for me to actually care or think about what had just accured in the morning. It was now 2PM, I was surrounded by piles of the future costumers we were going to handle during the next month.

Damn you rich people and their etiquette of wanting to wear designer clothes. But hey I won't complain, the rich being rich and the Gucci and the Prada are the ones who are paying my bills and all of the workers in the company.

I loved my job.

I was into fashion since I was a kid. Wearing my mom's dresses and heals that were too big to fit. Putting different kinds of make up and jewellery.

My family being well put off financially supported my dream and I got the chance to double major in Sales and Personal Designing. Yeah... I was a straight A student from high school till graduating with honors in my final year at Florida University. And after sending on some CVs in different states in the country, I received a phone call from a so called La.Fashion Company telling me to head down to NYC for an interview. So I took the first plane there, put on my favorite worksuit, answered the questions and BAM! Got the job.

Yeah... Life was getting better and better...

Sipping, now, on my forth cup of coffee of the day, my office phone rang, picking it up I was welcomed by the voice of my boss: Elena Dobreva

"Jess darling, can you come up to my office."

Telling her I'll be right up, I closed the phone and headed to the 4th floor.

The company building was a 4 floor company. Yes it was small for a business handling company in NYC but all the people knew each other. And me being the Senior Manager on the third floor, who is considered as the right hand of the company's boss who's office is on the last floor, I needed to know everyone. And I do mean everyone.

Hearing the "ding" of the elevator I walked towards Elena' office. Her secretary Mary was the sweetest girl ever. She was the youngest in the building, being a fresh graduate, but the girl had a strong personality and was able to do work under pressure.

"They've been waiting for you, you can get in." said Mary.

They...?? Nodding I went and knocked on the door.

"Come in" Now that's the voice of Elena.

Opening the door slowly and gulping I entered her office and who do I see you wonder sitting in front of my boss in a suit and tie smiling? Or should I say smirking??

Daniel Dexter.
The SexGod.
The Jerk.
The ladykiller.
The beautiful Demon.