His Fake Personal Assistant

Chapter One

That's Duncun over there❤

Madam Emily is always getting on my nerves. Do this, do that. Am fucking tired. It's been three weeks since I ran away from Seattle.

I always keep in touch with Nanny Calista though. She is always updating me on how Cole is acting like a "Boss" in my company. I was so irritated with the news but I know I can't go back.

I'm working in this crazy coffee shop with a very crazy boss. Underlined word here. Verry

"Melissa! Can you stop daydreaming and get back to work" yeah my crazy boss just screamed at me. "Here we go again" I muttered under my breath.

"What did you say" said Emily. "Nothing, nothing at all" I replied with a fake smile.

I got behind the counter and started with work. The bell dinged and I don't even know why I looked up but the pair of eyes that mine could freeze anyone with just one look but oddly enough I felt myself attracted to them. His jet black hair. Very silky

" You want to feel them with your hands don't you". My subconscious mind asked and I blushed.

He started walking towards the counter and I felt very nervous. What's happening to me. He is not the first male to approach the counter

"But he is the first hot male to approach this counter" my subconscious mind said in her annoying voice again.

"Oh shut up" I muttered under my breath.

" Give me a cup of cappuccino" he ordered in a deep velvety voice which had me mesmerized for a minute.

"Huh please w-what did y-you say" I was so stunned that I didn't hear him speak.

He groaned and repeated it again but this time in an angry tone and with shaky hands I prepared his take out for him.

What the hell is wrong with me. Just one guy and he already got me all messed up with just one command.

" But he is the only guy you'll gladly give everything just to have him in your bed" I felt myself blush. That stubborn annoying voice had to open it's mouth again.

I somehow managed to get through work and I thankful didn't fall into too much trouble with Emily.

I rushed to the bus station because I was running late. Unluckily for me I didn't get any bus and I have to wait an hour before I could get one.

I decided to walk home. Why should this day be so bad. I groaned loudly. It started raining and I was soaking wet. I'm sure I'll wake up with a cold tomorrow.

" Need a ride ?" I was pulled out of my reverie when a very familiar voice spoke.

"No I'm fine. My house isn't far away from here" I lied.

I really needed the ride. Very badly

"Why are you lying" he said with something close to amusement in his tone.

The chauffeur groaned, clearly not in the mood for my stubbornness.

I was shaking with furry and also from the cold but mostly with furry. How dare he call me a liar.

Well if I really need a ride, I got to suck it up and get into the car with him.

I took a seat beside him in the backseat and I utterly regretted. Besides I don't want to sit beside the angry chauffeur so I guess I had no other choice

Our legs brushed once I got comfortable in the vehicle. The car suddenly became tense. You can cut it through with a knife. He wasn't helping either. What a pervert. The weather is cold but I suddenly felt hot.