Loving Lucian ✅

Chapter Two

"Ow!" I hissed, shaking my hand after being burnt by my curling iron. I curled my ash blonde hair loosely and pinned it back with a low messy bun.

My outfit was simple. It was a curve-fitting, nude colored two piece dress that stopped above my knees and I matched it with a black blazer and black stilettos. My lipstick a neutral pink, I darkened my arched brows and applied mascara with a dark brown shadow.

Once I got out of the building, it was smooth sailing. I walked to the closest Starbucks about two blocks away and once I got my hands on a hot mocha latte, my day got better. I went to the edge of the sidewalk and took a sip of latte.

"You again." I heard a voice behind me and I turned around, again being smacked in the face by how beautiful this man was. No wonder he did modeling for any company that wanted it. Did I forget to mention that?

"Mr. Montenegro?" I noticed the Starbucks cup in his hand along with a black suit that matched his Corvette. Speaking of, where is his Corvette?

"Peyton, right? Peyton James?" I nodded and his eyes narrowed for a second at my appearance. "Interesting."

A black car pulled up and he got in. The car drove off and I was dazed by whatever just happened. I hailed a taxi was surprised that it was Henry again. "You must love taking me places, huh?" I snorted, getting in.

"Yeah, you are the queen and I, your royal servant, must take you wherever you desire." He joked. "I just knew you'd be near Starbucks."

I laughed. "I gotta have my coffee. You know where I'm going today."

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I approached the tall sleek building that had to be at least 15 stories high, hearing Henry's wish of luck fade behind me. A chill brushed over me and I adjusted my blazer, building up confidence. I walked in and immediately everyone took glances.

I walked up to the front desk and the man quickly stood up. "You must be the new PA." He whispered, and I looked around, clearly weirded out already.

"That would be correct. Why are we whispering?"

"Because these people adore the big boss. You hear about his little thing with the ex-PA? When these people found out, they were quick to ruin her rep here." He informed and I rolled my eyes.

"Well I'm new, I don't have a rep yet. Can you just take me to Mr. Montenegro so I can start my job Mr..." I trailed, out loud, and that's when the whispers started.

"Scott. Mr. Scott. But you can call me Lucas. Sure, I'll take you. I'm not really front desk. I'm his assistant."

"But I'm his assistant."

"You're his personal assistant. You get to go to his house. I mean, I do to, but we're friends outside of work." He said, as we started heading toward the elevator. Lucas was a good-looking young man, with a bit of stubble and piercing blue eyes.

"I have to go to his house?" I asked, once we were in the elevator.

"Well duh, that's what personal means. You're up and personal with the one you are assisting." He said obviously and I chuckled a bit. "But don't worry, he's not that bad once you work for him for a while. I didn't get your name, by the way."