Madison Dover is the assistant of a billionaire Alan Bailey.
After the deadly disease Mondera breaks out she is inclined to stay with him on his island home to continue business without spreading the disease.
However when she moves into his home th...
I stood infront of the bathroom mirror or should I say my bathroom mirror? I still couldn't believe that I was staying in this luxurious house and sleeping in a room the same size as my apartment. It felt more like lieasure than work.
My green eyes were bright and alert. My golden blonde strands were in messy tendrils on my head and shone against my ivory skin. My plump pink lips were chapped. I had a really good sleep and it showed.
I showered, brushed my teeth and pulled on an outfit more simple than yesterday's one. I wore a simple long green dress that was modest but casual.
I walked out of my bedroom and down into the kitchen. It was 04:30am and I gathered everything to make Alan's coffee. The coffee was difficult to make but I mastered it very quickly because of my previous job as a barista at a cafe. I finished the latte with the art of a swan. I felt like the art on a latte was the finishing touch and that Alan would appreciate it more.
My hands were shaking with nervousness as I carried the steaming cup to Alan's office. This would be my first time seeing him since I got here.
Once I got to the door I knocked three times. I felt like such an intruder. Like I wasn't supposed to be here and like it was my first day on the job all over again.
"Come in." I heard a husky voice say from the inside. I turned the handle and the door opened up to an office larger than mine. The windows had curtains drawn over them and the lights were on. A bookshelf that was so huge it qualified as a mini library adorned one wall and his oak wood desk was faced towards the door. The place had books and papers all over the floor. Alan's hair was messy and his eyes had dark circles underneath. And his eyes. They were a bright blue that somehow in even this moderate lighting shone like he was staring at the sun.
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"Ah, Madison." His eyes bore into mine like he could see into my soul.
"I, uh have your coffee sir. I stepped over a stack of papers." I said. "You have a video call with Dolan and co. at 08:00am and another one at 11:00 with Forbes that will be an interview for their May issue."
He stood up from his desk to take his coffee from me after seeing me struggle to step over papers in one inch heels. He was wearing a simple white shirt with a few buttons undone that showed his smooth toned chest.
He started walking towards me and I being overconfident in my balancing skills said " It's okay Mr Bailey, I can manage."
I misplaced my foot and flailed forward, splashing the hot cup of coffee all over my boss. I landed on my forearms and thank goodness the cup didn't break as I grabbed for it.
I looked up to see him trying to brush the coffee off his shirt with his hands. His eyes were wide and he looked panicky.
"I'm sor-" I started
"Get out!" He yelled.
"What?" I couldn't process his harsh words clearly because I felt so disoriented.
