The Devil Wears Armani (ON HOLD)

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Blair's P.O.V

Excitement caused me to wake up early the next morning . I quickly got ready and stared at my reflection in the mirror. I had put in a black pencil skirt and egg-shell white blouse and paired it with stiletto heels. One has to look good on their interview day! I pulled my chestnut brown hair into a ponytail and I was ready. When I entered Davidson inc. the receptionist asked me to wait as Mr Davidson had not yet arrived. I couldn't help feeling disappointed . I mean surely the CEO of such a major firm would be punctual even though I heard he was quite young. So what? I was young and I was never late. I waited quietly until seconds passed to minutes and minutes passed to hours. I had been waiting for 2 hours. I went up to the receptionist, fury evident in my eyes and told her," I have been waiting for hours and no one has called me yet, can I please see mr Davidson NOW." She looked a little scared but nevertheless she said, "of Course miss Thompson, sir just arrived, you can see him now," and she ushered to an office. As I entered, I noticed that the room was huge with beige walls and plush leather furniture and polished wooden floors. In the middle of the room was I desk and there was a person sitting on it, his back facing me. He was dressed immaculately in a black three piece suit which I noticed was from the Armani collection. He slowly turned so he was facing me and his shining blue eyes dilated as they fell on me.

I let out a gasp.

It was Christian !

The jerk from the bar!

" What are you doing here? Wait do you work here? OMIGOD please tell me your not one of the interns too" I spat out just as the receptionist walked in. "Mr Davidson, I see you've met our new intern , she'll be working as your personal assistant until we find a replacement" and with that she left.the whole world spun. Had she just called him Mr Davidson? That couldn't be. I had seen mr Davidson and he was at least 60 years old. The Greek god standing I front of me would be I his late 20's at the most. "You're not Mr Davidson.....are you?" He smirked up at me and I would've swooned a little if is didn't hate him so much. " No I'm not! I'm Christian Davidson, my DAD is mr Davidson and since he retired IM the new CEO. Now if you're done with interrogating your BOSS, I would appreciate if you get right to work."

I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I didn't deserve this. I had no choice but to give in. This was my dream job after all and being his assistant was only temporary. I could overcome this.

"Yes Mr Christian, what do you want me to do first?"

"First of all, here at Davidson Inc. , I prefer being addressed by sir" He said while walking towards me.

I couldn't believe he was saying that, without thinking I just spat out ,"Do you also appreciate being called a jerk, because that's just so much more easier"

This earned me another smirk

"That was a little mean, considering I'm your boss, but I'll let it slip, you're not fired, now go get me a black coffee and hurry please" He said while still looking at me.

I stood there for a moment processing what he'd just said. I was his personal assistant not his maid, but I guess I would have to take what I get. I mean a million people would kill for this job. I started to turn to get his damn coffee when I suddenly slipped on my stiletto heel. Stupid polished floor. I closed my eyes about to feel the cold ground hit my frame but was suddenly caught by a pair of hands. I opened my eyes to see a pair of blue eyes staring back at me. Christian might be a jerk and an asshole but his eyes were just gorgeous . Come to think of it , his whole face was perfect without a single flaw. I was staring at his perfect lips when he spoke out," like what you see miss Thompson?" I blushed violently at that . I can't believe he caught me staring . For the second time. I quickly pushed myself away from him and straightened my skirt. " I'll be back with your coffee Mr. Christ- sir " I said mentally berating myself. " See that you do that miss Thompson , and while you're at it, try not to break your bones tripping on something." I shot him a glare and briskly walked oh of the office. That man was as egoistic as they came. But it's okay. I could survive this........I think.