Past: Tronnor

Chapter 2

***Connor's P.O.V.***

I adjust my suit as I wait outside in the cold New York air. My driver was supposed to arrive 20 minutes ago. 20 freaking minutes ago. It will be just lovely when I show up and all of my employees are slacking off.

Vogue magazine doesn't just get published in a blink. It takes time and they should be working all the time as far as I'm concerned.

I continue to wait for 10 more minute until finally my driver pulls up.

"What took you so long?" I say as I get in the long black stretch limo.

"I got caught up in traffic sorry Mr."

"Mr. Franta" to you I correct him.

He drives to the headquarters and I look out the window at the busy New York streets.

If you didn't already assume I'm everyone's boss. Everyone. I'm 24 years old, and everyone at Vogue works for me. I don't exactly like to be mean but I will be when I don't get my coffee or people are slacking. Within a few minutes Phil, my limo driver, pulls up to the sidewalk of the headquarters. I step out the car saying "thank you" as I close the door and he drives away.

I step into the lobby to see everyone running around frantically. I see Tanya, the women I hired to work the front desk. Her face looks pale as I walk closer to her.

"Mr. Franta! You- uh- you.... weren't supposed to come till next Friday" she says surprised to see me in her presence.

"I just wanted to swing by for the day, see how things are going before my trip to LA, where's Bethany?"

"She's in her office, I'll call her right away" she picks up the phone and quick dials in a number,

"Um... Bethany, Mr. Franta is here" she looks and smiles at me.

I can slightly hear Bethany talking very fast through the phone and Tanya replying with 'yea', 'I know', 'quicklyyyy'. Then she hangs up.

Seconds later Bethany rushes downstairs with a clipboard and two note books in her hands,

"How is my lovely assistant?" I say hugging her from the side.

"Delightful, how are you?" She says,

"I'm doing just wonderful, can I see the sketches for next months magazine" I start walking down the hall and everybody stares, the usual thing I get whenever I come here. Bethany is rattling off some random things that to her must be important.

I find my office and walk into it waving to Zoe, another worker here. I find my desk and sit down on my chair and lace my fingers, placing my hands in my lap together while I listen to Bethany.

"Ok, well where are the sketches?" I refer back to the original question I asked,

"Oh right, the sketches, I will be right back" her heels click against the floor as she runs out of the room and down to the room all of the layouts and designs are stored.

"Zoe!" I yell,

She scurries into the room looking posh and ready for any orders I am to give her,

"Where is Dan? I need to ask him something about what he put on the models in the magazine last month..." I look up at her,

"I will get him on the line right away" she begins to walk out but I call her name again, she turns around "and I need some coffee I say my eyes focused on my desktop computer. "Yes, of course, right away"

I go onto my computer and open a few emails from random people. There's nearly 10 from Bethany and a few from Dan, as I open one of Dan's emails he so conveniently walks in.