Changing the CEO

Assistant Still Needed

Mature scenes*

Rosalie's Point of View
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"How are you?" my mom is calling me after weeks of not talking to me.
I pet Louie who is sitting next to me on the couch. Today is my day off from work.
"I'm fine," I answer.
"Charlie mentioned you are working at a bar? I thought you might be working in an office or corporation,"
I sigh. He needed to gossip with her. "Well no mom, but I'm fine."
"You need to change Rosalie. Be assertive-"
"Stop mom. Please. Just. Stop," I say. I can't believe she is going to start lecturing down on me again.
"Don't get upset,"
"I'm not. I need to go. Bye," I hang up before she really does make me upset. She is still the same woman before I left.
"Meow!" Louie sits. I look at his orange fur. "You really have a good life cat."
The apartment door bell rings. Did Charlie finally break up with Dan? He is always breaking hearts. I stand and open the door.
"Don't be a drama que-" I look at Mr. Newman in front of me. What the hell?
"I did get the address correctly," he says.
How? What?!
I am puzzled. Why is this man here?
"Ms. Dixon? Are you running low on neurons?"
"What?" I ask.
He sighs. "I looked at your resume. You have very good references. In fact, one is from a family friend, Dr. Hunt."
"Oh." My brain can't process all of this! My head is spinning.
"Can you please get over this and invite me in?" he asks.
I just nod and let him in. I close the door. He sits on the couch making Louie jump off.
"Can we talk Ms. Dixon?"
I sit on the chair on the left of the main couch. "Why are you here?" my brain is starting to work again.
"Like I said, Dr. Hunt recommended you when I called and ask about you," Mr. Newman says. "I am willing to give you a chance to be my assistant."
I'm so confused. I thought he didn't remember at all.
"I'm not going to repeat myself," he says.
I nervously chuckle. "Wow, this is just surprising."
"Why?"
"Well, you clearly forgot about me after the interview, suddenly you are asking me to work for you. This is so weird," I say.
Mr. Newman fixes his suit jacket. "Ms. Dixon, I will say this once. I recalled every thing that I've been through. You are working at Dez's bar and you attended me when I got drunk and hit by a car."
Oh snap, he does remember. I stand, "Then you realize you made yourself an ass right? You so called professionalism is better than mine huh?" I cross my arms against my chest.
He stands. "If you still want the job, be there Monday morning at 7." He doesn't say anything else and leaves my place.
Louie rubs against my leg and meows. I look down at him. "What the hell just happened? Did you hear him?"
"Meow!"
I drop to the couch on my side. What do I do?
****
Luke Point of View

"Are you okay?" Jessie's reflection is on my room window. She is wearing my suit jacket only. I turn around. "Yeah."
She lightly smiles and wraps her arms around my waist. "Is my baby ready for a second round?"
I sigh. "How about we eat something?"
She steps back and hums. "Sure."
She suddenly gets on her knees and pulls down my pajama pants. She begins to eat what she loves.
She moans and looks at me. I smirk and grab her red hair. "Good girl," I whisper. I'm already up. She giggles as I grow in her mouth.
I move my hips to her rhythm. Shit, it feels good. She knows how to please me. I pull her hair lightly and push her face more in. She gasps as she gags. She quickly pushes me away and coughs. "Don't do that so sudden!"
"Sorry, I ju-"
She stands. "I said no rough play."
I sigh and pull my pants back on. I kiss her lips lightly. "Sorry."
She smiles. "I accept your apology."
She kisses my cheek and then neck. I take off her the jacket and her skin is naked. I touch her nice woman mounds. She giggles. Her breasts are her most sensitive spot.
I kiss her and carry her. She wraps her legs around me as I place her on top of the piano. "Make love to me," she whispers against my ear.
She pulls my pants down and I give her what she wants. No love on my part but a good time I can give.
She screams as I go in with force. She lays completely down and I put her legs up. She is so wet.
"Oh daddy!" she moans loudly. Great...she is role playing again.
I ignore her remarks and pleasure myself.
....
Jessie is soundly asleep. I walk to the kitchen and grab the wine bottle. I serve a glass and drink.
I walk towards the living room and spot my cell phone. I get it and sit on the couch.
A miss call and  voicemail is displayed on my phone.
I don't know who it is, but I check it out.
"Umm, this is Rosalie Dixon. I want the job but I have conditions Mr. Newman. Please call me back tomorrow morning to talk. So yes, well bye-bye. Oh I already said bye. Ok. Bye. Gosh."
The message ends. I chuckle. This girl is such a geek, but I might need a geek. I really need help in the office.
I call her back.
"Wah-he-hello?" I quickly check the time and it is 4 in the morning. She was asleep.
"Morning," I say.
"Oh! Mr.Newman?"
"I'm glad you gave it thought. Meet me at 10 at the cafe near your apartment."
"Okay," she hangs up.
I finish my glass of wine and go to sleep.
..
I see Ms. Dixon waiting for me. She is wearing a white sweater and a giant bun. She is nervously tapping her foot and looking around nervously. She is still the same girl I saw in the interview. I just hope Dr. Hunt is right about her work ethic.
"Morning,"I say as I sit. She jumps and fixes her eyeglasses.
"Oh hi, morning," she says.
"What you want to negotiate?"
"Well, I want more like to just talk. Will I only assist you then?" she asks.
I nod. "Only me. Mr. Grayson is my right hand but you will be my planner and my brain. You will only take care of my business."
"And why the sudden change? I thought I wasn't qualified."
"You had the better references and background," I say. "And even if you don't look like it, you might be able to handle it."
"Wow. A compliment within an insult huh?"
I eye her. Why does she suddenly gain the balls to call me out then act like she is Ms. Shy?
She becomes tiny. Her arms become low and she isn't sitting straight anymore. "I just want to make sure I won't get fired on my first day. I know you are special."
"Special? Really?"
She nods.
"I know what I want when I want it and how to get it Ms. Dixon,"
I notice she blushes. "Sorry. I didn't mean special in a bad way."
I look down at my hands. "It's fine. So anything else? Don't worry, the work contract will state your job position and responsibilities. Any questions, the HR will answer and I will also take my time to explain specific duties."
I look back at her and she is looking straight at my eyes. No one has looked at me like she is right now. I move back.
"Mr. Newman, were you drinking?" she asks.
What?
"Never mind, I agree to work for you." she shakes her head and lightly smiles.
"Okay. See you Monday." I stand and offer my hand. She stands too and shakes on agreement.
"See you Monday. Thank you for giving me a chance."
I get my hand back. "Sure. Prove you can stay."
"Me too," I hear her whisper as I walk away.