Chapter 2

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Exhaustion. immerse, intense, total exhaustion.

I took my shoes off immediately after i got into my apartment, throwing myself onto my bed. My first day at work had been so tiring, and i knew tomorrow was probably going to be much worse. I had seen very little of Miss Olsen and spent my day with Aubrey, who gave instructions on what to do a mile a minute; and glared at me every time i couldn't keep up. Hopefully, after today, i won't have to see much of Aubrey anymore.

I need this job. I slowly turn myself over onto my back, staring at the plain white ceiling. My parents had abandoned me long ago, i have been self sufficient since college. I had to work to raise enough money for me to even be able to go to Grad school and get my masters. Of course, there was also the issue of paying for food and rent; there prices here are a lot higher than back in Jersey. I let out another sigh and rubbed my eyes before forcing myself out of bed and towards my kitchen.

I was way too tired to cook a proper meal and have succumbed to eating a slice of marmalade toast instead; i know i can't do this every night or i'll end up very unhealthy. I just hope i won't be this tired every day after work.

As i brushed my teeth, i let my thoughts wonder to Miss Olsen and smiled at my reflection despite myself. I can't deny that i'm not excited to see her again, i'm just intrigued by her. Just the thought of working in such close proximity to her makes my heart flutter. I wonder a lot about her. How did she get to become CEO this young? Where is her accent from? I fell asleep tonight with her deep green eyes and smirk on my mind.

Thank goodness, i thought to myself as i look down at my watch. It was 7.50am, 10 minutes before i was supposed to start. Aubrey actually look impressed with me when i walked in. which is good, i think? I was seated at my desk, which is right outside of Miss Olsen office doors, reviewing her schedule for today. I felt a sense of pride; I had somehow managed to pull it all together just in time and was on top of what I needed to do. Maybe this wouldn't be so hard after all.

"Ah if it isn't my beautiful PA"

I almost choked on my water, realising the CEO had appeared around the corner and was now standing in front of me. I stand up quickly, avoiding her gaze as I bowed my head slightly. "Good morning Miss Olsen.."

I tried not to focus on the fact used the adjective 'beautiful' to describe me moments ago..

"Good morning Maya, what's my schedule for today?" She asked, walking into her office. Grabbing my iPad, I rush to follow her; trying not to trip over my own feet. At the same time as trying not to think about how my name sounded as it slipped off her tongue. Pushing through my thoughts, I cleared my throat.

"You have a meeting with Miss Johansson in 30minutes" She has positioned herself behind her desk with her legs crossed, one on top of the other; resting them on top of her desk whilst I read out the rest of her schedule for the day. I feel my voice shake a little, as her intense gaze fixates on my position.

"What's your star sign Maya?"

"Sorry?" Im thrown off guard, confused as to why she was asking me this question.

"Your star sign, you know, astrology and all that." There was a hint of amusement in her voice as she spoke. I think about her question for a tent trying to think which star sign I fall under.

'Um.. Libra? I think.."I reply unsure; I'm not really all that up to date with astrology stuff. I never had the time other than think about it.

"Yeah?" Miss Olsen said, smirking at me. "I'm a Pisces, we're extremely compatible you know."

I look up slightly and look at her taken a back by her comment, as she looks back at me with this amusement. How was I supposed to my BOSS who was suddenly talking about star signs and how 'compatible' we are? My heart was beating heavy in my chest as I stared stupidly at Miss Olsen.

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