ia'

helsea still wasn't talki

tin blouse and a carton coloured pencil skirt to go with it. I picked out heels that matched my sk

room and contemplated knocking on Chelsea's door but I deci

ddressed to me on the countertop, I opene

thing to you. I know you're probably not ready to talk about what happened during the weekend but I'

st for you,it's in the microwave. Knowing you, you were probably goin

Chelsea. She's the best friend in the whole world an

, I shouted in the d

to work", Chelsea shouted back from her

p afterwards. I hollered at Chelsea as I

looked magnificent. It's a four-storey building with SAWYER'S ENTERPRISE in front of it, it is

receptionist. She was a beautiful brunette and was bus

o work as the personal assistant to Mr. Sawyer". I sm

d get my employee card that morning so I could just swipe it to enter the company wheneve

-existent creases on my clothes. I was very nervou

at the other end of the elevator door , one on the right side and two on the left si

looked up and had a scowl on her face

s in a meeting. You can sit on that chair and wai

y response was "What?". The blonde looked at

r will soon be out of meeting and then you can go mee

for a little while, and to think this one is black. He must have something for w

is Mr. Reynolds? I stood there gaping at her. W

on my first day at wor

kin is just skin. I saw her name plaque on the table that read J

m Dalia Taylors", I said looking her right in the eye. I noticed her change in demea

, Dalia

he'll be out shortly", Blondie said to me nonchalantly and def

h the meeting, afterall, he's the only one I have business with

adjusted her shirt such that her cleavage was showing. I al

dispersed and went to the elevator. Th

my feet, my palms were sweaty and I felt

ning Mr. Reynolds", Blondie said as

, Jennie",one c

y voice that sent electricity

he husky voice. I wanted the floor to

er wait here because you were in a meeting", Blondie said i

confirming my suspicion. Just great, fuck my lif