My name is Isabella Bowen, but my family and friends call me Izzie. I just finished college 1 month ago, I have been job hunting and I got lucky when i was called back to be a personal assistant to the CEO Ryder Claiborne. Soon i start to get messag...
Stepping off the elevator on the 10th floor i smile at the people passing me and head towards Amanda's desk.
Setting her coffee down on her desk for her while she is on the phone she waves her arms at me and mouths thank you, Smilling at her i nod my head before heading to my bosses office.
Sucking in a deep breath i knock softly on his door.
I wait a few seconds before i hear him say..
"Come in"
Letting my breath out i slowly turn the doorknob and open the door.
Stepping in to the office, i see that his on the phone. I don't say anything i just close the door behind me and walk up to his desk.
He watches me walk towards his desk and i start to feel nervous.
Setting the coffee down in front of him i wait for him to finish the call, the whole time his eyes are on me.
Needing something to do to take my eyes off my boss i walk towards his window and look down below and watch the people walk up and down the streets.
I can feel his eyes on me but i do not dare turn around.
A few minutes later he hangs up the phone and the next thing i hear is...him spitting out his coffee.
"What the hell is this shit?" He yells
Taken back by his words im speechless.
I got him black coffee didn't I? That's what Amanda said he likes...
"Um.. It's black coffee" i stumble over my own words.
Setting the cup down without looking at me he shakes his head.
Ugh what now..
"Why would you order me black coffee?"
"I thought that's what you liked." I defend myself
"Did you ask me?" he raises his eyebrows at me.. No.. he knows damn well i didn't being i ran out of here.
"N-No sir but-" i start to say Amanda told me he liked that but i didn't want to get her in trouble so i shut my mouth.
"But?"
"Nothing. I'm sorry. Which coffee do you prefer?" i ask him trying to keep my voice even.
"Two scoops of sugar. Remember that next time" he says before dumping the coffee in the trash can beside his desk.
That was rude. I paid for that.
Narrowing my eyes on him i can't believe he did that.
He watches my eyes and askes me if i had a problem.
Nodding my head yes i tell him i did.
"And whats your problem?" he askes me.
"Well Sir.. My problem is that you threw the coffee i paid for away.. not everyone is rich you know. I work hard for every penny i have and you just wasted 7 dollars" i inform him
He wanted to know my problem. That's my problem.
Shaking his head and not even addressing the problem he asked about he told me to go my office next door to his.
I happily turn away from him and head to my office closing his door behind me and opening my office door.
Stepping inside i see...
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