Something seemed a bit off today.

I was back at work and I was thankful that the bruise on my cheek had disappeared. The first thing I noticed was how well dressed everyone was, like there was going to be a party. Next thing was that Mordechai wasn't here and neither was Tif. Not saying it was a problem because it was good for me, but it was truly odd.

As I sat in my office trying to finish off some files, my phone started ringing and I checked to see that it was Franco.

"Hello", I answered as I placed the phone at my ear.

"Hey, how are you?", he asked in cheery voice.

"I'm fine", I replied before getting up and leaving the office. I really needed to use the bathroom.

"That's good to hear, I woke up this morning and...I started thinking about you".

I stopped as I was about to reach for the door handle. I could hear his shallow breathing over the phone. I didn't believe a word he said. Even if he was thinking about me, it would be my body and only that.

"You don't believe me do you?", he then asked after a few seconds.

"Should I?", I replied bluntly before entering the bathroom and going into one of the stalls.

"Give me a sec", I say as I placed the phone om mute and did my business. There was something about Franco that didn't sit well with me. I wasn't fully sure but I didn't trust him. And I wondered if I had slept with already, would he still be in contact with me?. Most likely not. He didn't seem like the settle down type of guy.

After I finished I took the phone off mute and went to wash my hands.

"I'm back", I say before I heard him shuffling around and then the sound of a shower turning on was audible.

"Yes, can I call you later?. I'm going to take a shower...or maybe you can still talk to me while I wash my body", he said next with a chuckle at the end.

"No thanks" I replied quickly before ending the call. Franco was definitely something else. I'm starting to think that he may be sex crazed. Or maybe he was sex deprived?. Well he couldn't be because he's rich and he can have any woman he wants. I'm done trying to figure him out, all I had to do was see how he acts when I have dinner with him Saturday.

I looked in the mirror for a few seconds before leaving the bathroom. Mordechai was standing at my office door talking to this well dressed man. He wore a bright coloured suit - too bright for business if you asked me. He had a small beard and his hair was a brown washed out colour that was swaying all over the place.

Mordechai's eyes met mine and I walked up to them as I got the attention of the man he was talking to. Up close his face wasn't that bad looking and he had a beauty spot under his bottom lip.

Beauty spots are to die for.

"This is my personal assistant Miss Collins", Mordechai said as the man smiled before reaching out and taking my hand and suprised me by kissing it.

"Such a beauty, I'm Denver O'Mard, nice to meet you", he said as he continued playing with my fingers. Mordechai started to look impatient as he tapped his fingers against his tie.

"You too sir", I replied before he released my hand.

"Shall we continue?", Mordechai said as the man nod before walking off in the opposite direction. He looked at me for a few seconds before going after Denver. I felt as if someone was watching me and I looked to the side and saw Tiffany. She had her arms crossed as she glared at me as if she wanted to say something but she remained quiet.

She better.

It was a few minutes past lunch time so I left and went to the second floor to meet with the girls, Deidra, Brenda and Carmen. Brenda was married with two kids and Carmen confessed that she was a thirty-two year old cougar. But did I judge her? No, I was not in any position to judge anyone. Even if I was, I wouldn't because we love who we love.

"Where's Deidra?", I asked when I only saw Brenda and Carmen getting their bags ready to go have lunch.

"She's not here today, said she had an emergency. I hope she's doing alright", Carmen replied as I sighed. I really hoped it wasn't anything too severe.

"Yeah me too, let's go", Carmen said as we left to go to the elevator.

"By the way, why was everyone so well dressed today?. All the workers on the bottom floor seemed as if they're in a fashion contest", I say as the elevator door closed and we started descending.

"Didn't you hear?. I thought the boss would've told you since you're his personal assistant. As a matter of fact we thought you knew before any of us".

I watched confusingly as Brenda spoke. I was in a different state of mind. It seemed as if everyone knew something that I don't know in which I should've known first. But Mordechai being Mordechai he wouldn't have told me anyways.

"The boss and Mr. O'Mard has decided to construct a new company together", Carmen said glancing at me.

That was good. At least there will be more opportunities for jobless people and so on. If they allowed it. I don't think I'll be in the city by then.

The elevator came to a stop and we walked out. I was about to leave the building but was called back by Denver. I groaned because Mordechai was also beside him.

"Miss Collins, I talked to a few other assistants and they said that you work very efficiently. I need a small favour from you. You'll be rewarded don't worry. So can you help me out?" He said before a broad smile spread to his lips.

"With what exactly Sir?", I asked as I tilt my head slightly. Mordechai seemed very pissed but he didn't say anything whatsoever which I found shocking. He would always try to intervene and let his presence be known.

"I need you to type and print a stack of documents for me. I already have the files you'll be working from. All you need to do is read through each document and type a letter impeccable enough to strike a business deal or earn an interview. You'll be working at my mansion and I have the most comfortable office for you so you can work efficiently. These letters need to be done in about a week's time and I have to make sure they're issued before the deadline. Oh and keep in mind that these are for VIPs".

After he finished I didn't know what to say. I was honestly lost of words. I was about to open my mouth to try and form something when Mordechai spoke.

"Are you trying to take my assistant?", he said in a harsh way but it came off as playful to Denver. He only laughed and patted Mordechai on the back.

"I'm just borrowing her for a week or even more, she seems as if she can get the job done on time. I'm sure you can find someone to take her place for a few days. You're a business man, you should know how to improvise", Denver said before he walked off to talk some other men I didn't notice before.

"Seems like you have strike the interest of Denver, I wonder how come?", Mordechai said as I turned and looked at him. His eyes were challenging mine but I held my stature.

"You know, I was thinking of not taking his offer and not helping him out but then I thought, I definitely should. It's a good way to be away from you and your arrogant self. Don't worry, Tiffany can run your errands for you and sort your files, after all, she's your favourite", I spat at him not caring how harsh I sounded.

He wanted to put me six feet under with his glare but it will never happen. Before I could actually turn away he grabbed my hand and started pulling me. The persons who saw started looking as I tried to pull away. He pulled me into an office which wasn't occupied before locking the door.

"I just can't fucking stand you!"

I flinched from his sudden outburst as I stepped back until I was behind the small desk. The light in the room was low but I could definitely see him. I crossed my arms as I turned my attention away from him.

"Look at me when am talking to you!"

I didn't as my body shivered and before I knew it he was towering over me. He leaned over until my back was fully on the desk as he pressed his entire weight on me. My heart was racing as I thought of what to do next. I was afraid to move as much as I wanted to. His face was only a few inches from mine and the only sound that was evident was his shallow breathing.

I saw everything in his eyes. The hate, the disgust, the intolerance, the coldness, everything.

"Fuck!, why do you always challenge me?!. I hate it!", he shouted not once taking his eyes off me.

I remained quiet as I tried to control my breathing. I didn't meet his eyes. I stared at the ceiling as my brain went into a trance. I couldn't think straight. He still refused to remove himself from my body and my back had started to hurt from the hardness of the desk.

"You make me feel so confused sometimes".

When he said that my eyes instantly met his. His breathing has calmed down and I felt him shuffling. I laid there as he pulled away from me. He was about to say something more but he didn't. He straightened his tie and walked out.

What the hell just happened!?.

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