Walking inside my house i hear Mr. poohbear meowing somewhere.
Awe my babies hungry.
Setting my bag down on the kitchen table i walk towards the cabinet that's holding his cat food.
He must hear the cabinet open because he comes running into the kitchen meowing loudly.
"Okay boy okay. I'm feeding you" i tell him before bending over and pouring his can food into his bowl.
I hate the smell of wet cat food. It stinks but he loves it and that's that matters i guess.
Dragging my hand up and down his back i pet him for a few minutes before heading to my bathroom and taking off my clothes and jumping into the shower.
No more showers before work. They put me too much behind schedule and cause me to be late.
I don't know how many more fuck ups i can make before Mr. Claiborne fires me.
10 minutes later i step out the shower and put my new pajamas on.
Heading into the kitchen i walk to the fridge and take out some left over spaghetti and pop it into the microwave.
Suddenly i hear a phone go off but it's not mine.
Crap. It's my work phone. I'm off the damn clock Claiborne.
Shaking my head i walk to the kitchen and pull the phone out to see a text message.
Claiborne- Try not to be late tomorrow.
What? He texts me this late just to tell me not to be late tomorrow morning.
Looking at the time on my phone i see it's almost 8pm.
Me- Are you still working?
Fuck. I shouldn't have sent that. Damit. I wish they had a unsend button.
Chewing on my fingers nails i wait for his response.
Suddenly my phone dings making me jump.
Goodness.
Claiborne- Is that your business?
Well then..
Me- I was only being nice. Please ignore my question.
Stay nice. His your boss. He can fire you.
Claiborne- I'm still at the office.
He actually answered.
Me- You seem the type that works too much
I text back without thinking. AGAIN.
Claiborne- I am.
He seems to need a laugh so i point my phones camera at my kitty pajamas and press send.
Don't worry. I blocked out my face and made sure none of my bits was showing.
Claiborne- I must say those pajamas look comfortable.
Chuckling to myself i respond.
Me- They definitely are. 😊
Suddenly i see another message pop up and i see it's Amanda
Amanda- hey girl what you doing?
Claiborne- Goodnight Isabella.
Me- Goodnight Mr. Claiborne.
Switching to Amandas message i respond.
Me- Nothing just eating left over spaghetti🍝. How about you?
Speaking of my spaghetti i go to the microwave, take it out and grabbing me a water and heading to sit down at the table.
Taking a big bite i read her next text message.
Amanda- Yummy! and nothing just watching Netflix.
Me- Guess what!
I'm going to tell her about Claiborne messaging me and see what she think's.
Me- Claiborne messaged me.
Amanda- What! He did?👀
Laughing at her eyes emoji i type back
Me- Yeah, told me not to be late for work tomorrow🙄
Amanda- That's funny.. His never messaged me or any of his other employees.
Well.. i don't know what to think about that.
Me- It's probably because he needs me for something in the morning🤷🏼♀️
Amanda- Probably so. Ima go to bed girl. Ill talk to you tomorrow❤
Me- okay goodnight❤
Eating the rest of my spaghetti i put my dishes in the sink and head to my room and climb into bed.
Mr. Poohbear jumps in the bed with me and cuddles against my legs.
"Goodnight Poohbear" i say before closing my eyes and falling asleep.
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CEO's Stalked Assistant
RomanceMy 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...