Megan’s point of view.
“Megan”
He sounded a bit creepy when calling my name, or maybe that’s just my mind playing tricks on me because of this stupid smirk playing on his lips -I felt the sudden urge to smack it off, but refrained myself.
My eyes briefly glanced at the files laying everywhere on his desk, hmm, he’s got a lot of work to do today.
That should be a good thing, I guess he won’t have the time to bother me today, and that thought instantly pushed those nervousnesses aside.
“Hello, Mr. Belmont” I waved at him with a smile.
I briskly walked closer to his desk, with my head held high, and my heart filled with joy. Then I heard him chuckle.
“Aren’t you always feisty? Did you look scared when you entered the building?”
Well, I guess you traumatized me last night -I almost screamed that at his face.
I simply narrowed my eyes, and let out a dry laugh.
“You know, it’s my first day at work, and I’m a bit nervous, sir” I replied.
A bit nervous? Ah, I don’t think so -my subconscious mind mocked me, and I mentally rolled my eyeballs.
“So, Mike said I should…”
“Mike?” he interrupted me.
“Yeah” I paused. “Your secretary, he asked me to call him Mike, isn’t…”
“He asked you to call him Mike, are you two so acquainted that you’re now on a first name basis?”
I frowned upon hearing those words. Are his employees supposed to address each other formerly? Like, Mr., Miss and Mrs.?
“He’s Mr. Lee” he stated with his jaw clenched, then went back to reading his files.
I sighed, and nodded.
I’m not in a mood for arguments.
“Mr. Lee said you’re going to tell me what I’m going to be working for here” I said.
He nodded, but didn’t say a word, neither did he raise his head to give me some kind of expression…so, I proceeded with my question.
“So, what’s my position here?” I asked.
He hasn’t said anything yet, but I was hoping he’d say I’m a dancer because I’m going to be getting tips from customers.
“You’re my PA” he finally said, and my shoulders slumped down as my hopes were crushed and I frowned.
“PA?”
He nodded.
“Isn’t that a personal assistant?”
He nodded again.
My frown deepened at once, so many thoughts began running through my little mind, and I couldn’t help but panic.
“I’m going to be your personal assistant?” I exclaimed.
“Yes” he replied nonchalantly.
I can’t be his personal assistant, working directly under him will send me to my early demise.
I looked behind me to check if someone else had entered the office after me, but there was no one else, then I asked him just to be sure.
“Me? Are you sure you’re referring to me, sir?”
He stopped skipping through his file and raised his head, there were some frown lines on his forehead as he looked at me.
Why is he looking at me as if I’m frustrating him? He’s the one frustrating me, for crying out loud.
“Is there anyone else in the office with us?”
“No, sir, but I’m Megan Alessandro and I applied to be a dancer, not a personal assistant”
“I know what you applied for, but there’s no vacancy in that section at the moment”
“But I don’t…”
“Not another word from you, Megan” he pulled a straight face. “You’re going to be my personal assistant, and that’s final”
Oh, boy! This will be a very long day.
••••••••••••••
Stella’s point of view.
*La-la Land Private Lesson**
It’s 8:37am when I arrived at la-la land, I was supposed to be in class already but was delayed by traffic.
I quickly paid the taxi driver, and dashed towards the building, and rushed towards the elevator, wondering if Rob didn’t come to work today, or if he’s running an errand for his boss because I didn’t see him at his usual spot.
*Few Minutes Later**
I soon reached Mr. huge d**k’s office, I reached out my hand, and knocked on the door.
“Come in” I heard Rob’s voice say from inside.
Oh, he’s here, I should have thought of that. I grabbed the door handle, and walked in. Rob stood in front of Mr. huge d*k’s desk, he carried some documents and was patiently waiting for Mr. huge d*k’s who sat in his chair, and he’s talking very softly to someone on the phone.
I won’t lie about this, I felt some weird emotions as I listened to him talking so softly to whomever was on the phone with him, I felt like grabbing his phone and smashing it on the ground.
But I balled my fists, moved my attention from him, and faced Rob.
“Hey, pleasant morning” I greeted him.
“Morning” he replied in a tired tone.
“Are you okay?”
He nodded. “Yeah, I just have a sore throat”
“Oh, sorry about that”
He nodded again, then looked towards the wall clock right above the s·x toy’s shelf -wait, why did Mr. huge d**k even think of putting the wall clock there? Ugh, he’s so dirty minded -I love it.
“… I know, I’ll be home early for dinner”.
My ears perked up immediately Mr. huge d**k said those words, and a frown appeared on my face, likewise that weird emotion coming back.
“Trust me, I swear I’ll be home early…”
He was suddenly cut off, and he moved his phone away from his ear.
“Fine, I’ll stop swearing, I got a go, love you” then he hanged up quickly, and tossed his phone on the desk as though it’s burning him. “Phew” he breathes out in relief.
He threw his head back, shut his eyes and took deep breaths to calm down. His reaction is making me wonder what’s his relationship with whomever he just spoke with? Could it be his sister’s words were true about me being a homewrecker? Does he have a wife already?
“Mom’s suffocating me” he grumbled.
“Mom?” I blurted out before I could stop myself.
I know I shouldn’t have voiced out that thought, but I really want to be sure if I just heard him correctly, which is weird because I never cared about who my f**k buddies get intimate with after having s·x with me.
“Yeah, she’s been telling me to come home for dinner”
“Oh”
I almost smiled, I was delighted to hear this, but didn’t show it. I calmly pulled out a chair and sat down.
“What can I do for you?” he asked Rob.
“The new director sent these documents over, he said there’s something you need to see”
He (Rob) dropped the documents on the table and was about opening a document, but Mr. huge d**k stopped him with a wave.
“I’ll check them later” he said.
I don’t know if I misunderstood something, but I saw his eyes glance my way as if he’s purposely hiding the content of these documents from me, and Rob nodded in understanding.
“Go on with your work”
“Yes, sir” then Rob exited the room.
There was a brief moment of silence as Mr. huge d**k was keeping the documents in a drawer. He checked his wristwatch, and smirked at me.
“You’re late by forty-seven minutes” he leaned back on his chair. “I’m so going to punish you for those forty-seven minutes” he said.
I smiled.
“I love punishments, sir”
“Of course, you do”
I got up, rounded his desk and embraced him from behind, then kissed behind his ear.
“How was your night?” I whispered sweetly in his ear.
“Torturing”
“Mmmm, how so?” I placed a teasing kiss on his neck.
“My d**k was thinking about your p*ssy all night, and she wasn’t there to calm him down”
I giggled quietly at his reply.
“So, what’s our topic for today?” I asked.
“Let’s make sugar daddy happy” he answered, looking deep in my eyes.
Sugar daddy? Ooh, I love this topic.
“You’re going to be an eighteen-year-old girl, and I will be your sugar daddy, you desperately want money to buy the latest convertible car, but unfortunately, I’m in a bad mood, and you want to make me happy to get the money”
“I love this plot” I commented.
“Now change into these costumes, and make me happy” he commanded.
“Yes, sir”
I placed another kiss on his neck before letting him go, and grabbed the costumes, and headed to the bathroom.