Office Play

Can I help?

Hi guys! So I hope you have been liking my story and if you have any ideas on what I should tweek or fix then please let me know! But don't be mean about it because that would make you a bitch and I don't want to know anyone on wattpad who is a bitch! This is my escape and happy place so please be nice!:) Oh and sorry about last chapter being so short I was rushing and I just wanted to give you a little something! By the way I feel like my story is kinda scattered so I'm gonna try and make things a bit more in order, if you will. So without further a damn do! I present you with......Day 7........ENJOY!!!!!!

Sexish part in this chapter so.......Your Welcome!;)

Victoria's Pov:

Today is Saturday and I am in my apartment by myself, being that I do live alone. It gets sorta lonely sometimes living by myself but I guess it is kinda nice also.

Anyway as I was saying, I don't have any plans so I thought it best to do a bit of cleaning to try and help this place as much as possible.

I haven't lived in this apartment building long, maybe about 3 months and even though it isn't the biggest it is enough space for me.

So, I threw on some black shorts that were a bit short if I do say so myself, but I have had them for a long time so I have grown since I wore them last. Plus I have on a white t-shirt that is really flowy, so it's perfect to clean and move around. To top it all off u have a pair of fuzzy cheetah socks in and the I just threw my hair up into a ponytail.

I started cleaning my bathroom and let me tell you, it was not pretty. The tiles on the bathroom wall are always falling off so I bought a hot glue gun and did my best at trying to glue them back into the wall. The walls were painted a dark tan color which I did like. It gave the room a warm feel and just overall have me an easy feeling whenever I came into the bathroom.

After I was finished with the bathroom, I moved on to the living room. This was the biggest room in the house, and then my room and the bathroom.

The living room was painted the same warm tan color as the bathroom. At least if someone were to ask me 'What do you like about your cruddy apartment?' I would be able to answer 'The paint color.'

I could hear the soft hum of Ariana Grande's song 'Best Mistake' play softly in the background as I cleaned.

I was silently singing along, when a knock on the door caught my attention.

Walking over to the front door, I wondered who could be here on a Saturday at, looking back I saw the clock on the oven, 3:34 in the afternoon.

Being that I had no peep-hole I just had to hope It wasn't someone trying to come and kill me.

With shaky hands, I reached up to grab onto the door handle and slowly pulled the door open, peeking my head a bit to see who was there before I opened the door all the way.

Midway through opening the door, I stopped and stared at the man standing there and then pulled the door the rest of the way open rather quickly.

There standing in the hallway was none other than Mr.James.

"Mr. James? Um- What are you doing here?" I shuddered out.

"Hello, Mrs. Victoria. I just stopped by to see if you were doing anything today?" He asked, looking down at my outfit hungrily, making me blush a bit.

"Um, may I ask why it is any of you concern?" I asked trying to avert his gaze from my outfit. I had to look up in order to meet his gaze. He was quite tall actually. In fact I am just now noticing how he towers over me.

"Simple. You are my personal assistant, therefore I am allowed to know what, Who, Or why you are doing something and or someone." He said, making my face go red.