My Sexy Assistant

Coffee

Jake's p.o.v

She modeled towards me. I leaned back in my chair and frowned. She was losing her mind, and it was obvious! The short dress she was wearing made her look attractive.

But only sexually

She placed both hands on the arms of the chair and started kissing my neck, I didn't react. This was not the time or the place for me to be having sex with this woman.

She believes that by trying to seduce me will get her this job, but it wouldn't work. It never did.  Business and pleasure shouldn't be mixed. I should just have her from behind then throw her out.

"Leave!" I said pushing her off me. I got up and shoved my hands in my pockets and gave her a deadly look.

Her eyes were filled with surprise.

"You didn't like that?"

"Malkina, right?"

"It's Malika."

"There's a club, they are looking for stri-, exotic dancers." I corrected myself to make it sound more professional. "You would definitely fit in there. Maybe I'll come around sometime"

"I find that rude."

"It was meant to be rude, Malkina." She grabbed her purse from where she had carelessly flung it on the floor and marched out.

I need an assistant this minute. I have fired three people this month. It's hard finding someone that is perfect. I strive on perfection. The statement, no one is perfect is bullshit!

I walked briskly towards the waiting room where the other women were waiting. After taking one glance at them I ordered all of them to leave.

Most of my past assistants quit  because they are weak. They say I am rude, but that's their problem. Thinned skin is what it is called.

I have built this company from scratch and I don't intend to ruin it. Everything has to be perfect at all times. I headed back to my office. I am so proud of everything I have achieved, and I boast without hesitation, because I'm allowed to.

I have kept my business in the family. I think that is one of the wisest decisions I have made. It wouldn't make sense to involve strangers. Family is everything.

I sat down with the intention of doing some work, when Lyle interrupted me. He seated himself  on the chair infront of my desk. I leaned back in my chair and frowned.

"Problem?" I asked.

"I need a drink, do you need a drink?" Without waiting for my response he got up and walked  towards the mini fridge and took out two bottles of bear. Popping the corks off both, he handed one to me.

"When are you going to learn to control your anger? This is the exact reason you can't keep an employee. You keep scaring them off"

"I don't scare them off they just choose to be lazy and there are consequences!"

"You need to hire someone and  be nice to them. You can't keep firing people every two weeks. That's the reason no one likes you. "

"I don't care what people think.  The last time I check no one tells me what to do. I do whatever I please, and no one can stop me. If I am not pleased with someone I won't hire them!"

I turned my back to him and started thinking about his words.  He's right. I need to calm down.

I picked up my phone and called Leslie at the front desk. I ordered her to call the other women on the list and tell them to be ready for an interview at eight the next morning.