Trouble With Us

Chapter 8

Chapter 7........when my time comes

I knew it was going to happen at some point. Will was going to appear in his office but of course it had to happen on the day I was late. Not just a little late but the kind of late you get written up for and spend the rest of the day on your bosses shit list. The babies had been up crying all night and I had only got a few hours of sleep. As a result I had slept right through all my alarms. In fact it wasn't until the nanny realized I was home and woke me.

In a frazzled panic I left the apartment and missed the connecting train. By the time I raced through the doors I was over two hours late. Rory tried to motion to me but I just waved and squished myself onto the already overfull elevator. As luck would have in or perhaps it was karma kicking me in the ass the elevator doors open to Wills cold stone stare.

Feeling like a child caught with my hand caught in the cookie jar I stepped off onto our floor.

"How nice of you to finally show up." Will tone was low and angry. "I would expect more professionalism than this from you."

I knew Will wouldn't tolerate any reason for being late. He would just see it as a wasted excuse. "I'm sorry I won't let it happen again."

"Make certain of it." Staring me down to the point I felt like an ant he finally spoke. "I want you to set up conference room two I have meeting in fifteen minutes. Ryan has already started your job since I wasn't sure if you were even going to grace us with your presence. Let's see if you can handle that."

No man on earth could make me feel quite so inadequate as Will. We had just finished setting the room when Will along with his entourage of lawyers walked through the door. Thanking Ryan he handed me a coffee order list as he walked right past me. I wanted nothing more than to tell him I wasn't his golfer that I was an assistant but I scurried off all the same. Even when I returned with the coffees he didn't acknowledge my existence other than to impatiently wave me from the room.

Closing the door behind me Ryan was waiting at my desk. "Not the man you want to piss off."

"Your telling me," I took a deep breath and blew it out. "So what's going on in there? That's not an advertising meeting."

"No apparently depending on what's more convenient Will is going to split his meeting between here and his other office." Ryan was such a gossiper. "You didn't here it from me but apparently Will is incredibly rich and successful. He owns several companies due to hostile takeovers. The dude is a living legend. Apparently if he decides he wants your company you might as well give it to him because he is going to just take it anyways."

Giving Ryan a questioning sideways glance I asked, "Careful there you almost sound like you admire him,"

"I do actually. To have the world at your finger tips. The business world is not for the faint of heart especially if you want to be as successful as him." Ryan almost sounded as if he was in love with Will.

Shaking my head I noticed there was no secretary set up for Will. "Where's his secretary or assistant?"

"We are it," Ryan nearly sang the words. "Since he will not necessarily be working out of this office all the time we just fill in as he requires us."

Well isn't that just peachy I thought to myself. Now I can wait on Will hand and foot as he sees the need. Now I knew a portion of why Will bought the company. He now could make me heel to his command and since I needed this job I had no choice. What was I going to do quite? Struggle to find a another job in this field where interviews had waiting rooms of people all applying for one position. Living in New York was expensive and with all my bills I would become cash strapped easily. Could you imagine if I had to borrow money from Will. Determined to make things work I put my head down and worked steadily through the morning.