Megan POV
Climbing the steps of G.L.O.S.H, I kept thinking about Stevie, I haven't seen her since that night. I attempt so many times to call her, but I felt the guilt tighten my chest, she didn't even let me explain, what happened that night, I didn't know it was Anthony, but I guess the damage was already done. My heels clicked against the floors of G.L.O.S.H, My first day and I already felt like trash, held my head down as I entered the elevator, a walk of shame maybe?
“Hey! Hey! Can u hold that for me,” I proceeded like I didn't hear anyways, but the person got in just in time,
“Top floor right?” I only shook my head indicating a yes, lost in my thoughts, the tone of the elevator brought me back to reality, the gentleman stepped out and went on his way.
As I approached the desk where a brunette stood behind, the sound of my heels caught her attention,
“You must be Francis, the new P. A” she gave me a full body scan followed with a disgusted look,
“Well then, follow me,” she kept walking towards a large door while talking, and I was behind her listening keenly,
“Listen a lot of girls come around here, and they last like a week, luckily two, because they can't follow simple instructions, it's simple, organize Mr. Rhone's meetings, update him on new possible business deals, keep yourself presentable, your working environment clean, and he likes his coffee black, always knock before you enter, and for Christ’s sake don't talk out of ter... umm why aren't you writing this down, ” she turned around and froze, clutching on the doorknob,
“I will be okay, I will remember, thank you very much though.” She rolled her eyes and proceeded to turn the knob, I notice she didn't even knock as she told me to, hmm intriguing.
“Over there is your work station, Mr. Rhone will be in about forty-five seconds, stand when he enters and please speak when you're spoken to,” with that said she turned and walked away,
“Oh and one more thing Francis; don't make the same mistake all the other P. As did, keep your legs close, it would be sad to see you go so soon” she smirked then left the room.
“Such a bitch, wonder what's her prob— ”
interrupted by the swinging of large doors, the devil himself entered. I shot up from my seat, immediately, observing the way he swayed towards his desk, walking so lightly, in an angelic manner, he was holding what seems to be a file in his hands not even meeting my glance,
“Aye so yes Francis I see here where you have one year experience of working in Los...”
“Angeles... That would be Los Angeles, sir” finally we made eye contact, and it was like his heart stopped for a second, he stood there, with an emotionless expression on his face,
“You!” was all he managed to say,
“Yes— me, it's my pleasure to finally meet you Mr. Rhone” I smiled wickedly, surprise! surprise boss.
Slamming the file against his desk, he walked towards me,
“What are you doing here? who hired you!?”
we were at least one inch apart, he was too close, once again our faces were so close and strangely I felt my body heat up, a thousand emotion rush to my core, this man hasn't changed one bit, I felt my stomach unfold and fluttered with butterflies, I think I might even soil my undies, this man had sex appeal without even trying, he reached out for my neck and gave it a gentle squeeze,
“ANSWER ME! DAMM IT,” I was startled at his sudden tone of aggression,
“Mrs. winter did sir,” I barely managed to squeak out.
Releasing me, he went over by the big windows behind his desk, ran his hand through his hair, and sighed,
“When was the last time you spoke to her?” His back was facing me, and he glanced down at the city below, but I sense the sadness in his voice, I could picture the sorrowful look on his face, I felt his pain too,
“Since that night we haven't spoken, she moved from her old house, changed her number it seems, I can't even get a hold of her these days, I follow her social media with a fake account, but she hasn't posted in a long while and I miss her so much you know, I didn't know you were Anthony at first, and I am sorry about the engagem— ”
“Stop Megan, the past is the past, we should move on, I tried to explain to her that I kissed you, I had too much champagne... I think we both did,” I just stood there, head down trying to fight off these emotions of anger, sadness, mixed with disappointment knowing that probably if he wasn't drunk, he wouldn't have kissed me, I felt embarrassed actually.
“But!” He quickly said in a cheerful mood causing me to look at him rather too quickly,
"Since you're already here, and I need a P. A, you can stay, am sure, Mrs. Higgins already explained your duty around here, it's quite simple, and you should be ok, Right... now tell me, how my day looks Francis...oh by the way you can sit now,” he leans against his desk, studying me as if I'm a spreadsheet, I quickly sat, pushed my emotions aside and got straight back to professionalism, searching the calendar schedule on the computer in front me,
“Oh right, yes sir, in five minutes you have a board meeting concerning the new concepts of the wine cover, at 12:05 you got lunch, with Mr. Rodriguez, on the signing off of the shipments, I'm seeing here where your signature needs to be on couple documents, and that's about it sir,” looking up from my desktop I saw him still staring me down, it made me shift uncomfortably in my chair,
“Tell me this Francis, did the receptionist not told you about my coffee?” he had a questioning look on his face, I chuckled,
“She did indeed tell me u liked your coffee black, but who the hell drinks their coffee black, I mean I love mine with cream along with oven-baked biscuits, freshly coming the...”
“STOP TALKING AND GO GET MY FUCKING COFFEE FRANCIS!” I quickly shot up and dashed off towards the door, which surely took me by surprise wow this guy is surely a jer…”
"Oh and Francis, I kissed you almost a year ago, never assumed you're my friend, you're just my P. A, do your job, get paid and leave, I don't fuck low lives, you're just too...not my type”, I stood there boiling, I wanted to run over there a rip him from limb to fucking limb, this man a jerk, no he much closer to a son of a bi—
“WELL THEN? My coffee isn't going to get itself now, is it?”
I glared at him before storming off opening the door and despite my anger, it closed it quietly, because I needed this job.
Anthony POV I chuckled low as Megan stormed out angrily but still didn't have the guts to even slam the door, I sat in my leather chair mesmerizing about Francis, I leaned back, lost deep in my thoughts, yum... the way her ass jiggles slightly in her knee-length skirt, the sight of her tiny breasts perking up, calling for me, I can't forget that night I kissed her, to be honest with my self I wasn't even drunk, I had like one glass of champagne, but something about her, her warm-toned skin, the way she drank that champagne, with her thick, plumed lips, I've never seen a dark skin girl with such piercing grey eyes, contacts maybe? But something about her that night, the way she crossed her legs and the slit from the dress, went as far up to her thighs, something was pulling me towards this girl. And let's be clear, I am not a jerk or a bad boyfriend, but I knew Stevie was after my money and the saddest part of it, I loved her, I
Megan POV After the meeting, I quickly dashed out of the boardroom, OMG I can't believe Rhone. He is such a disgusting pig, who obviously wasn't raised right, his parents did a poor job, or maybe he did bad on his own? It was finally noon, I was supposed to be at lunch, saddened by the thoughts of lunch I miss having lunch with my best friend, I had no friends, and am new here, pulled out my cellphone scrolled through I came across Stevie's number, I gathered the strength and finally deleted it, clutching my phone towards my chest, I hope she finds peace, I hope she forgives me one day, lost in my thoughts, I collided with someone, papers flying everywhere, I sprint as fast as I could back on my legs, helping who's to ever I bumped into gathering their documents, “Um— I'm so sorry, I can be clumsy sometimes,” I apologized, but she said nothing, we both stood up, and I held my hand out hoping for a handshake, I was desperate for a new friend,
Anthony POVI was so embarrassed, I had to dismiss Megan early, I don't know what drove me to kiss that girl again, it's not like I am attracted to her, she's nice yes, but I am way out of her league, but that kiss attempt to ignite a flame in me earlier, I must admit our second kiss contained the same flame as the first, but how hot can you burn Francis, I was curious. Looking at my cell noticing it was getting late, poured myself some whiskey, one drink won't hurt right. I managed to- well Francis accomplished what I've been trying to do for the past year, I felt like celebrating,But where?With whom? I am not going to the house alone tonight, I thought of how much I hate my life, I really missed my parents, though I can hardly remember them, that day is merely clear to me, all I remember was screaming and crying, since the accident I vowed to never drive, the trauma cau
Megan POV "Ugh!" I groaned, I hate mornings, only part of unemployment I enjoyed was I could sleep all day, sleep all night, if I want to, rolling out of bed I groaned holding my hand on my forehead, ugh these damn headaches, I stood up trying to stretch the drowsiness away, looking at my self my full body mirror and my love angles caught my eyes, I wasn't fat, but I was far from fit,“Oh Stevie, I remember days we would just jog together, with you always leading”, thinking about it, she was always in the lead, sports, guys, popularity, wealth, and then there was me, always dragging behind, and the opposite. Lost again in my thoughts, I groaned as I remember its Tuesday, I phoned my mom every Tuesday, just to check on things.“Hey mom, how are you? Is dad ok”“Hey sweetie, actually he's doing great, one week and no run-ins with the cops, room for improvement but its bearable, as for me, I'm ok, was about to
Megan POVI fell dead in my tracks I couldn't fucking move, my cellphone continuously rang and Higgins sprung from Anthony's lap and was yelling at me,"Bitch don't you ever freaking knock?" running for cover, using her hands attempting to hide her nakedness, my eyes fixed on the floors not wanting to meet Rhone's gaze."Well good morning Francis, and why are you so early today, work for you starts at 9:30 AM,"Rhone sat there crossing legs, chest held high as if he was sitting on the throne, and was he smiling? Wasn't he embarrassed? He just sat there cheerfully unbothered, This man truly a son of bit—"Didn't you hear me, Francis? Why are you at work so early?""Um— I— I... The information sheet I was given says 8:00 PM sir, and I also came in 8 yesterday, so I thoug...""Well
Anthony POVFrancis' lunchtime ended 15 minutes ago, and she's not here yet, I'm getting annoyed with this girl, but I can't bring my self to fire her or even stay angry at her, I'm glad she caught Higgins and I this morning, she kept stealing glances at my dick, only if she knew that seeing her made me more excited and it got me a little harder. Thoughts of fucking Megan flooded my mind, I want to strip her naked, pin her against the wall and rearrange her insides, And then I thought Francis was indeed a lovely girl, her dark hair with brown streaks, compliments her grey eyes, cocoa skin tone, naturally pink full lips, she was simpler than others, and that I must say is unique Beep! Beep! My cellphone interrupted the daydream I'm having, but seeing the callers ID made me immediately push the thoughts about Megan to the back of my head,“Yes what is it, I told not to call this number until you've found...” cutting me off,
Anthony POVI laid there on my back unable to sleep, I twisted and squirm in bed while Megan slept peacefully with her back turned to me. I must have dozed off earlier because she fell asleep in her work attire and now she's only in her bra. She covered herself up to her waist but I could still see her thong which appears to be light blue through the sheets, fuck! That's my favorite color. I am turned on by just watching her sleep, No I can't take this anymore, this woman was driving me insane without even trying, and that's the sexiest thing about she has me weak in an area many have tried to conquer. It's simply by the way she laughs, walks, even when she's upset, she was admirable, but it aches my heart when I think about Stevie, why can't I have them both? I think I need a drink, a strong one.I got up, and poured myself some whiskey, and chugged it all down, I sat in the corner of the room, just staring at her, Oh God, her skin look
Megan POVGrumpily Rhone took his cellphone from me, and scan through it carefully,"Bloody WhatsApp calls, it's not even important," he mumbled"Oh- I'm sorry that I woke you... sir, I- thought It was important and...""Firstly... stop calling me sir, call me Anthony- for the rest of the trip, secondly you did the right thing, think about it this way Francis, It could have also been important," he smirked, gazing into my eyes.Tucking away my hair behind my ear, he stared at me, lost in his world of lust, Rhone was acting bizarre, he treated me different, almost in a way as if he cared. I know men are good at acting, but the way his eyes dances with passion, softens with fantasies when we lock eyes, is it possible for a man to portray such phony feelings."Ok-" I cleared my throat, "Anthony- but you too must stop calling me Francis, call me Megan... for the rest of the trip of course,"