Dedicated to meemxy

AMETHYST

The sound of an alarm blaring is the most annoying thing to wake up to yet it is what I need to go by this 8am thing everyday.

I reach out to the top of my drawer and turn it off. This kind of life is not just for me. I place my feet into my slippers and head to my bathroom to freshen up.

The week rushed in a blur and right now, I am driving to Galanis Foods. I arrive and pack my car at the employee's parking space to alight.

I breath in fresh air and look at the tall building in front of me that proudly reads Galanis Foods.

Heaving a sigh, I walk into the building with my head held high.

"Good morning." I smile to the receptionist at the entrance.

"Hello. Good morning." She smiles back shyly.

"Is Mr.Galanis in yet?" I ask.

"Yes, he is. Please use that elevator." She points to a different elevator from the one I had rode the other day.

"Here." She slides a red car with the letter 'L' bodly written on it and gestures to the elevator.

"Thank you, Cora." I say, reading the name on her tag. She nods her head shyly and smiles back. Always smiling, I see. She suits her place of work.

I ride the elevator to the 18th floor where Nick's office is located. I just nod at his receptionist and walk into his office, barging in.

The woman on his arms scurries off the office straightening her skirt and shirt in the process.

"You can't keep it in your pants, huh? For crying out loud this is an office and it is a Monday morning." I roll my eyes in disgust.

"Is that supposed to be a restriction? The office is a great place for sex." The Greek devil in front of me says.

"Why so uptight, agápi mou (my love)?" I did not notice him standing up from his seat. I feel his breath fan my neck and I control my urge to give a reaction to his advances.

"Excuse me. I will be back." He walks into a door and I hear water flowing. That must be his restroom, I shrug. My eyes scan his office and lands on a drawing. One I had drawn 3 years ago, my legs find their way to the drawing and I can't help myself as I touch it.

"A wonderful piece by Suzie Mills. I have some of them in my room too. I appreciate the artist but I just can't understand why she has decided to stay anonymous." He says behind me, totally catching me off guarded. His revelation shocked me even more. How ironical that he is appreciating my drawing not knowing that I am the artist behind this work.

"Let us get to work, shall we?" He says with a serious tone. He gives me a brief insight of the company. Galanis Foods is a food processing company and a winery. They have products for every single packaged food range. The company basically domimates the Food Processing market with products ranging from cereals, pasta, dairies, rice, processed canned food etc. Anything you think of, it is processed here. Wow! I say in my head. This is huge, bigger than I actually thought. Not that Maya and I really spoke much about these things, though.

Another interesting aspect of the company is the winery. It stands out amongst others due to its very spectacular taste. Mosvatiko is one of the top wines in Galanis Foods, produced all over America which is it's most expressive region, Europe and Asia. As the wine ages, it offers a richer wine style in terms of taste and develops more grape and a blend of lemon and passion flavors with toasted hazelnut or almond notes. 

Other wine brands under the Galanis Foods brand include Asserva, Rivernia, Blonchlay, Erzignoy etc. made of different exotic flavors.

I will be training under him as an Executive Assistant and also work with another department of my choice.

I pick Product Design and Packaging (PD&P) because it is what sparked my interest; the others just did not.

"Your training would take place for 12 months out of which you will have the first three weeks of every month with me and the one week left in PD&P. Understood?" He says.

"Yes. Where do I stay? Office space, I mean." I ask. He raises a hand to silence me before picking his phone to call someone.

A knock sounds on the door.
"Come in." He says and a young man walks in.

"Henry, she will be training with your department every last week of the month for twelve months." He says to him. His eyes brighten and he smiles at me, taking my hands and kissing me on the back of my palm.

"Hands off, Mr. Adams. She is off boundaries." Nick shoves him off, holding me close to him to send a message.

•••••

NIKOLAS

"For your office space, you will work here with me." I state calmly, preparing from the storm that was to follow and man, she did not disappoint.

"No." She states firmly.

"I can't hear you." I know it is annoying but two can play this game of hers.

She walks up to me, flaring with anger. She takes a long look at me wanting to speak. I raise my eyebrows in a challenge to her. Opening her mouth to speak, she hesitates for a moment and shuts her mouth then quietly walks out of my office with her signature bang of the door.

As she exists the office, I release a breath of relief I never knew I was holding. She is really a handfull; who is she to challenge my authority?

She has nowhere to claim as an office so the earlier she realizes that, the better it is for her.

Few minutes later, she barges into my office.

"Can't you knock?" She really needs to learn some manners.

"Whatever." She mumbles under her breath.

"What did you just say?" I stand up, towering over her. I see freight flash through her eyes and then she quickly masks her emotions.

"Nothing." She bodly replies.

"Now, you will go back and knock. You will only enter when I say so. Whether or not we share an office, you knock before entering." I state sternly. She hisses in anger and turns away from me storming out of the office.

To my surprise, she knocks. I take my sweet time as I walk back to my seat and sit down.

"Come in." I say.

"Where do I sit, boss?" She shoots back, glaring at me.

"You will make use of the office couch today. I will have your space set up by  tomorrow." I dismiss her and turn to my desktop not paying her any form of attention.