today, because today, we're giving you a special assignment", her boss said with a chirpy tone. Oh, she couldn't believe her luck, it was her first day and they were already assigning her a spec

e said. The lady typed something into her computer, then she looked up at Stella and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Stone left for Los Angeles this morning, should I set an appointment for you?", "When will he be back?", Stella asked. "He didn't say". Stella sighed in disappointment, "I'll be back", and with that, she left the building, she had no idea how to convince the arrogant billionaire to do a story for her magazine. ********************************* An hour and forty-five minutes. Grayson had been sitting for an hour and forty-five minutes, waiting for Mr. Conrad, his father's lawyer, to meet with him. He was fuming. His phone rang, it was his assistant Martin, "Martin, this better be good". "I'm sorry, Mr. Stone, but Rosita wants to know if she should leave the paperwork until you're back or if she should get started", Martin said. Grayson did a double take, those papers were supposed to be on his table by the time he got back from Los Angeles. What kind of secretary doesn't know their job? Grayson thought to himself. Already irritated and ill-tempered, he answered, "put her on the phone". There was a pause, then a soft female voice said, "I'm sorry to bother you Mr. Stone but with all th-", "What the fuck does a Secretary do Rosita?", Grayson cut her off. She spoke quickly, "Um, they um, they help with the umm, Uhm Uhm", she cleared her throat, Mr. Stone was angry and it would not be wise to piss him off any further. Tension gripped her. "What was that?", he asked, "I'm sorry sir, I-", "No I'm sorry that you don't know how to do your fucking job Rosita, those files are supposed to be on my table by now, but because you are fucking slow, you aren't even able to do something as simple as that". Silence. "Martin, get those files in my office", his voice had gone down a notch. "Yes sir", c