Noah's POV:Sitting at my desk, I wait for my new assistant to arrive. It's still early, not yet seven. I arrived early this morning because I couldn't sleep. I'd thought I might as well not waste the time and try and get some work done. But I've not achieved much.I've spent most of the last hour, staring at the clock, watching the hands move ridiculously slowly.It's surprising how nervous I feel at the prospect that Eden might not show. I hadn't expected her to quit out right. I had anticipated she'd at least last the month. It's infuriating. On one side, I'm worried that it might be my own fault. I was a bit of a jerk. But on the other, I'm angry that she's only proving me right. If she didn't like what I said she should have proven me wrong rather than run away.In a bid to distract myself, I head down the hall to the staff kitchen and make myself a coffee. I'm going to need all the caffeine I can get if I'm going to survive the day on next to no sleep. Leaning against the counter

Eden's POV:My first week at Clancy's Comforts goes off without a snitch. Although Mr Grisham had clearly put in a massive amount of effort to be patient with me on the first few days, I'm quickly learning that he's a completely grouch before he has his morning coffee and for the last thirty minutes of the work day. He's also a tyrant right before lunch and… Who am I kidding? He's just a moody git most of the time.But a week in, I at least know it's not all aimed at me. Everyone seems to get on his bad side in equal measure. His team don't let it bother them though. Instead, they roll their eyes at him and even tease him for it. AND he lets them!"Alright Eden," Stacey, one of the designers calls over with a wave of her hand as she walks past."Not bad," I reply just as my phone buzzes with a message from Mr Grisham demanding I bring him a set of files."He's already on the war path, is he?" she asks, eyeing my phone.I'm wary of agreeing with her. As right as she is, I can hear my gr

Eden's POV:Noah might hate Mondays. It's weird because I thought he loved working for Clancy's Comforts. Apparently, not so much on Monday mornings.I'm supposed to be recording the minutes but that's a bit difficult when no one is speaking. You could hear a pin drop. Staring at the clock on my laptop, I wait as patiently for their three minutes to be up.I glance up at Noah. He looks completely relaxed, leaning back in his chair. Everyone else on the other hand look like they're about to crap themselves."Right, who is going to go first?" Noah asks eventually and I breath out a sigh of relief.But then the silence is back as no one volunteers.I tap my nails on the table, awkwardly looking everywhere except at the others in the room."Surely, someone has something," Noah says impatiently.Still nothing. He opens his mouth and I flinch. I recognise that look. He's going to shout. Fortunately, I'm not the only one who has recognised the expression on his face and Rob speaks up."Does t

Over the next few days, I spend most of my time being sent on coffee runs. The team have barely left the conference room except to eat, sleep and hopefully shower. Although that last one is questionable, based on the awful stench in the conference room.We've been working late every day and Noah has been coming in earlier and earlier each morning. It's a real challenge, trying to arrive before him, one I'm failing to meet.We're working around the clock but no one has complained yet, at least not that I've heard. They're excited, eager to make the rocking beds the company's best product ever. It's not enough for it to be this year's bestseller, the goal Noah set them. No. They're on a mission to achieve more than ever before.I've got to respect them for it. They really love this job.I can't help but wonder if the other teams are the same. Do they have the same drive? It's hard to believe anyone else being as invested as Design Team One.It's intriguing, watching them work, the random

It takes everything I have not to let my rage show. I keep quiet as much as possible, only speaking when asked something directly and when the meeting finally comes to an end, I'm the first to leave.I stride purposefully in the direction of my department but the closer I get the slower my stride becomes. I don't know what I'm going to say to them. My team are going to be so disappointed.Turning the corner, the first thing I notice is Eden sitting at her desk. She's talking to someone and that someone has their back turned towards me. I can feel everyone's eyes on me. They're expecting me to say something. They're expecting good news but I haven't got any.The only people in the entire department who haven't noticed me are Eden and her guest.Approaching them, my temper boils as Holly Sinclair turns to look at me, a wide smile on her face."Thanks for that, Eden," she says. "I really owe you one."She nods her head at me before waving goodbye to Eden and walking away.I'm gobsmacked.