Her Assistant

[5] Chloe

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Chloe rose due to the intense glow of sunlight entering her bedroom. She sat up, trying to remember what happened last night and how she got a massive headache. How did she retire to her room in a proper manner? Who dressed her in her favorite pajamas? What the hell happened last night?

Remembering made her headache worse. Questions continuously popped in her head as she massaged her temples. She heard her door open, and she hazily stood up and walked to the living room, she thought it was Jesse but to her surprise, it was Phil f-cking Connor who was about to place her coffee on the counter.

Jesse's in LA, Jesse probably told Phil to do this. But how the hell did he know that I needed coffee? It's Sunday and Jesse only pays a visit on a Saturday. Her eyes widened in horror when she suddenly remembered Phil's presence last night -- he was at her doorstep, she was about to kiss him and that was the last thing she can recall from last night. She tried to stay calm, and appeared that she didn't care if he's there. "Just leave the coffee on the table."

She had the urge to ask him what happened last night but she gotta act cool. He walked up to her, and asked, "Are you feeling okay now?"

"Yeah, I am," she turned her back on him and gazed outside the window. His scent was tensing her groins. The sexual arousal was making her crazy and she wanted Phil out as soon as possible before she could do something stupid again. She was afraid to know what happened last night, maybe they had sex, maybe they didn't. Damn it, why am I so careless? She berated herself. "Please leave Jesse's keys to my room, I can buy coffee for myself, I only need you for work..."

He chuckled, "So you need me..."

She faced him, and he was suddenly an inch away from her. "We're not paying you for nothing, and God, could you keep the 3-foot distance? You smell awful!" She exclaimed. But no, she loved how he smelled. She was looking up at his ocean blue orbs and she was captivated by such God-given beauty to his face.

"I smell great, Shorty," he grinned.

"Shorty? Who are you calling 'Shorty', dickhead?" she retorted.

"Well, I'll leave your spare keys if you'll be able to reach these," he said playfully and raised his arm, holding the keys.

She attempted to reach it but she was no match to his tall figure. She rolled her eyes at him then said, "As your superior, I demand that you hand me those keys!"

"No, Jesse gave me the right to keep these," he smirked.

God, his smirk is so hot, she thought. She groaned then headed to the counter and took a sip of her coffee. It was the exact coffee she wanted.

"Did I get it right?" he asked with a sexy smile painted on his face.

"Yeah, at least you did something good... Thank God," she replied sardonically, sitting on the tall stool by the counter.

"I did something good last night, by the way," he added, taking a seat on her teal leather couch.

"What?" she asked. She suddenly felt anxious as she waited for his response, did they do something last night?

"Well, let me see, uh, you threw up on my shoes after you offered me your Jaeger, then you threw up on my shoes. I helped you get your ass on your bed -- you can't remember a thing, can you?"

"No," she honestly replied. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, it's part of my job," he grinned, "Well, I shouldn't deprive you of your personal time." He stood up, looking great in his black suit and stared at her for a second. "I-uh, will go back to my apartment."
"Alright," she nodded.
"I'm one call away," he said then left.
She sighed, feeling ashamed of herself.

"Teddy!!!" She called her best friend, Theodora, aka Teddy. She knew her from one of Jesse's acquaintance parties. This socialite from New Mexico is definitely perky and very understanding. Her gaunt figure made her look like a Victoria's Secret model. Guys go head over heels for this girl because she is absolutely a typical brunette girlfriend. However, she is the total opposite of Chloe, she sleeps around and parties more than Chloe does.

Regardless of their differences, they remained friends because they both shared a mutual project before.

"Yes, darling?" Teddy replied lazily as if she just woke up.

"You slut, who's the victim?" Chloe interrogated.

"Nah, he's my escort last night at a fashion show. And Jesus, why would you call at this ungodly hour?"

"Ungodly hour? It's 11 am for f-ck's sake," Chloe laughed.

"Exactly! I usually wake up at four, damn, what the hell is wrong with you?" Teddy jokingly complained.

"Listen, remember Phil?"

"Phil the morning jerk?"

"Yeah..."

"Yesterday, Jesse appointed me as his replacement because he planned on taking a vacation... I can't tell anyone why, but that's not important... It's Phil, that asshole! Jesse unknowingly hired him to be my personal assistant slash consultant..."

"So? Take the chance to make him pay for what he did to you," Teddy said.

Chloe threw herself on the couch to lessen the pain in her head. "I am trying but instead I stammer like a goddamn fangirl, you know... I am sexually aroused. I've been having these erotic dreams about him for years and I literally hate it."

"Oh, well, that's not new to me, sister. I've been through that before. Felix was my weakness, I wanted to have sex with him again after we ended our shitty fling, but I did have sex with him again."

"What?!" Chloe was disgusted by the implication.

"Chloe, honey, don't be a sensitive virgin because you are absolutely not a virgin. Remember that bastard, make him pay. But first, you have to know that it's just like a craving. You get it, then you will be satisfied and you will never want it again. You may want it but I'm pretty sure that Phil won't last long there."

"So you're saying I just need to give myself to him again?"

"Yeah honey, then you will realize that he is an awful piece of shit, I thought Felix was the one and after that craving sex, bam, I knew that he is pathetic. He wanted more and I left none," Teddy said proudly.

"Oh my God Teddy, is there any other way?"

"That's the only way to make your little vagina stop whining over Phil, I know how much you liked that guy. You haven't gotten into a serious relationship."

"Damn it," Chloe cursed.

"Oh come on Chloe, I know you want it too, but trust me, you will never want it again."

"I don't know why I called you about this," Chloe groaned, regretting that she called a crazy woman for this. She didn't want to admit it because she detested Phil. But she couldn't help but ponder what if this works? Teddy is fond of break-up sex, that helped her get over her previous flames. She never wanted their dicks after that.

"Because I am the perfect guy for that. I am that person people call about these things, well, I have a flight going to Paris in a few hours. Thanks for waking me up."

"You are welcome, and thanks. I miss you Teddy," Chloe spoke, "Hope we'd be able to hang out."

"Yeah, we will, I must know what will happen, okay?"

"Yes, take care and have a safe flight bitch."

"Alright, thanks, mwah!" Teddy hung up.

If this is the way to make her stop craving for Phil then so be it. How will she get to him? Will it be like Christian Grey's way or should they be drunk so they can do that again? She felt sexually euphoric yet emotionally nervous of the thought. She knew very well that she can't work with someone who makes her horny.

Tomorrow night, he will be my escort.