Today is my first day working for Trump industries, I really hope I can make a good first impression on my boss— the God himself Donald Trump.
"I'm here to meet Mr.Trump" I said to the secretary sitting behind her desk.
"Okay, may I get your name?"
"Sartorius, Jacob Sartorius"
"Oh, you're his new assistant right?"
"Yes I am"
"In that case, his office is on the top floor,
to the right" she smiled gesturing towards the elevator.
"Thank you" I said as I smiled back.
I made my way up to his office, my palms being more clammy than usual. I reached his door and knocked. He answered with a "C'mon in" his voice was deep and sexy.
"Hello Sir, I'm Jacob Sartorius your new assistant" I looked up at him meeting his dark brown eyes.
"Take a seat" he said giving a wrinkled smile gesturing me to sit down on the chair in front of him. "So you're my new assistant, that means that you have to do everything I say, even if it's not work related" he continued telling me rules and other conditions for this company, but I was too distracted capturing and memorizing every detail that was plastered on his being.
"Jacob? Are you listening?" He snapped his long and slender fingers taking me out of my daze
"Uh y-yeah I'm listening, please continue"
"Alright" he started speaking again while I payed attention to the way the wrinkles on his forehead folds upward every time he raises his eyebrows, or the way he moves his hands around making satanic symbols while talking, or the way his Adam's apple moves up and down when he swallows the spit in the back of his throat, or the wa–
"Jacob!" his voice had an angrier tone and was a lot louder than before making me lose my train of thought "What is going on with you? You're suppose to be listening to what I have to say"
"I'm sor–"
"No, it's your first day and your already disrespecting me" he said quickly cutting me off "You're going to spend your evening here in my office until I dismiss you as your punishment".
Hours have passed by, those hours consisted of me staring at Mr.Trump while he's giving his full attention on his work, but every once in a while he spares me a glance making my heart skip a beat. I don't think I've ever felt that kind of adrenaline before, and I'm not gonna lie it felt pretty good.
More time passed by and it's now only less than an hour to midnight, Mr.Trump started gathering his stuff and putting it in his bag "You can go now" he said giving all his attention to anything but me
"Okay" I answered making my way towards the door "Actually, I have a question."
"Alright, what is it?"
"Have you considered an employee?"
"What do you mean?" He answered with confusion in his voice
"I mean have you desired one of your employers?"
"Um, no, why are asking"
"No reason, but maybe in the future you would consider me"
"Be realistic Jacob, today's your first day, I barely know you"
"Alright, let me stay late everyday"
"Fine, but that doesn't mean you get extra pay"
Many weeks have passed since the so called 'arrangement' that me and Mr.Trump made. Let's just say that a lot has changed from the first time we met, before, he barely even looked at me, let alone talked to me, but now we usually order takeout and speak comfortably to each other. I would ask him if he would consider me again, but I already know his answer, besides I'm fine with just spending time with him, it's a lot better having his presence near me rather not having him near me at all. I don't want to make things awkward again.
We had ordered Chinese take out for the third time this week, I normally hate the taste of the yang chow fried rice but, when I'm with Donald, it doesn't taste that bad.
"Hey, I have a question" he said starting off the conversation
"What is it?"
"Have you ever considered a higher-up?"
"What do you mean?" I said as I raised an eyebrow, but I knew exactly what he meant, I just wanted him to keep going
"Oh come on, quit playing you know exactly what I mean"
"Well, have you considered an employee?" I smiled teasingly
"I have now." He grabs me by my cheeks and pulls me closer pushing the nape of my neck towards him making our chapped lips touch, and well you can imagine the rest.
A/N: This was stupid and was supposed to be longer, this was also supposed to be a smut but when I comes to writing mature scenes I'm just like "They banged, woah magic, it was great, the end" so that is why I stopped there, but if you want I can make them drill each other's holes in another ff, IM KIDDING GEEZ!
