His Little Secret

2. A Spoiled, Suave Brat

“And that is done.”

Emilia smiled to herself, crossing off a task from the list that was given to her by Stephanie.

Going once again through the list, she read from the top; with the first thing being; dress formal (appropriately), that did mirror to what Emilia was wearing.

A short pencil skirt, that her sister gave to her, before moving to New York and also plain black heels that she had got it from payless, that also on a very good and cracking sale.

She made sure to pair that black pencil skirt with a white blouse, that didn’t compliment her curves well enough but at the very same time, the part where she tugged it inside the skirt, made it perfectly sit on to her body.

Placing the jotter and the pen on the table, she stepped aside, to distribute the coffees that Stephanie had asked her to bring in, as the pointer at the meeting is tasked to do so; the pen that she placed down, spun and slipped down on the ground.

Annoyed, she made sure to distribute the coffee all at once and then round back to the first spot, to pick up the pen that was dropped.

Whistling to a tune on her own, she made her way around the entire room, distributing coffee mugs to the entire room and placing down notepads and pens, making sure that every spot on the table had every facility that they would require during the meeting.

According to what Stephanie had told her, the top most management of the magazine would be attending the meeting, including the new CEO, whose father's company had bought the magazine and he was assigned by his family to take care of the magazine.

From the flying rumors that went around the office, it was being said that he was a spoiled suave brat, who had just taken charge of the magazine’s business only a month ago and already slept with half of the female management.

According to many sources, he belonged to an extremely rich family, who had their businesses expanded in constructions, food and beverages and even airlines but now wanting to expand in to entertainment, they decided to hand the business off to one of the most spoiled brats of the family; who was now the CEO;

“Henry Christopher”

Emilia read the name out loud, wondering how did the guy look like.

From what she had heard, he was handsome and the mixture of Greek and British name, did tell her that he could have a stun for looks.

As emilia wondered, about the way the guy looked like, the very man of her thoughts, appeared as the doors of the elevator of that room, dinged open.

Taking off his dark shade sunglasses that matched the blazing blue suit and pants that he wore, his back rested against the elevator’s back, the tip of his brown, leather shoes rested on the floor of the elevator, as his legs crossed mirroring his arms as well.

Freeing his hands and moving them away from his torso, he pulled his sunglasses down, revealing those electrifying blue eyes, that tantalized the souls of every woman standing in the elevator with him.

Standing inside the large board room, Emilia looked at the name card once and smirked, wondering if the guy was as handsome as everyone around the office done him to be.

But Emilia’s thoughts were in fact truth, which was being witnessed by those office girls in the elevator with Henry.

“Who is he?” whispered one of the girl to another, looking at his straight Greek nose and the stubble around her face, that enhanced his sharp jawline, that rested right underneath his perfectly contoured cheeks.

“He is so handsome.” Giggled another one.

All of their little whispers, even though, seemed like rested in between them but they were clearly being heard by that handsome man, who ran his fingers through his hair thick puff that rested on top of his head and taking off his glasses, he finally stood up straight, tugging on to his coat and standing six feet and a few more inches tall, revealing all of his glory in his stature; that made the woman in the elevator swoon over his broad shoulders. The tightness of his coat around his arms, told them that his arms were bulged with muscles and he was obviously as sexy as it could get.

“Is he a new model?”

“I think he is.”

“He has to be a model.”

The woman argued in whispers, looking at the man, every now and then.

The women realized that they had been standing still for a long time in the elevator, whereby it’s doors were open, rendering them confused over whose floor was it that the person was not getting off.

“Ladies! If you may excuse.”

The man’s heavy yet soft voice echoed inside the elevator, making the panties of every single female on that elevator drip even more than it could.

“My floor is here.”

He kept his amusement to his own self, as woman, blushed and felt embarrassed, moving apart, to create way for the poor man to walk out.

He held no feelings of anxiety or nervousness as he walked out of the lift and was finally greeted by his two other assistants, one of them being a male, slightly skinny, wearing a formal suit and another one a female, slightly shorter than her male counter part, but on the contrary, she could be dubbed as a bit of a chubby woman. But both of them held a very clean and neat appearance, wearing formal clothes, something that made them a perfect fit for the job.

The man in question, who was the apple of everyone’s eyes, turned one last time towards the elevator and saw how lusciously and hungrily all the women were eyeing him.

Shaking his head in amusement, he turned around and greeted his assistants by patting them on top of their heads.

“Good morning Mr. Christopher!” the female one laughed, finding his mannerism adorable, whilst the male one, felt slightly annoyed; that he wasn’t a child, who should be greeted in such a manner.

“Jeez! I got out of that place, when I could or else, those women would’ve r***d me.”

Henry shivered with that thought, shaking the disgust off of himself.

“As if, you wouldn’t have enjoyed that.” His male assistant mumbled under his breath, which was still loud enough to be heard by Henry.

“Sam? Was that your name?” Henry inquired, sending off a clear message that he was not going to take sass from anyone and looking at the poor man with a daunting mannerism, who worked under his shadow, hating how much of a confident prick his boss was.

He believed that Henry’s confidence protruded out due to his background of a rich family, that gifted him a magazine, as a result of his carelessness to experiment and see if he would be able to run the magazine, whereas a normal person would’ve just gotten thrown out of the house for that very same behavior.

“Yes! That would be my name.” Sam smiled at his boss, showing that even though he hated his boss, he was still grateful for the job.

“Good! I have a sack for trying to keep up with names. Now… Lily! How does my schedule look like.”

Lily chimed in enthusiasm and held out the iPad in front of Henry.

“First order to business for the morning, attend a meeting with the top management of the magazine. The new publication, which will also be the first edition to be published ever since you took charge and…”

“And, am I to care?” Henry snickered and as Lily giggled, Sam felt exhausted that the job was given to a guy who didn’t even care about the entire magazine and was an ungrateful brat.

“No! but you can attend the meeting, if you like.” Lily offered.

“Am I expected to?” Henry complained like a little child and being a woman, Lily melted right away.

“Of course, you are. Now, just attend this meeting and be present physically.”

She told him, as she began guiding him towards the board room.

“Well, then to go to my office, get my phone from my guards, who have it. I have to be playing Fortnite at least, if I have to survive the meeting.”

Lily nodded and gestured at Sam to leave who was about to do so but Henry held him back by putting a hand on his shoulder.

“You stay here! Lily, you go and get my phone. Sam will take me to the board room. Wouldn’t you Sam?”

Sam grunted lowly, turning around and putting up his best smile.

He hated… in fact, loathed his boss but he also loved the paycheck that was delivered in his bank, at the twenty eighth of every month.

“Of course Boss!” he threw a salute towards Henry’s way and held out his arm for him to take the lead.

“You go first! I still don’t know my way around this place.”

Sam walked him towards the board room, passing down many other offices, from where people walked out, bowing and greeting Henry, who enjoyed and loved the attention that he was receiving.

Reaching towards the board room, Henry and Sam bumped right in to Marina and Stephanie, who were standing outside the room, signifying that they were just waiting for him to show up.

“Oh!” Marina’s entire face lit up as she saw Henry walking towards her.

“Good Morning, Mr. Christopher.”

She held out her hand for Henry to take, who did so and pecked the top of it.

“Good Morning.”

“I am glad we are having this meeting. We will be able to introduce you to some of the top executives working in this magazine for you.” Marina tried to smooth her way towards Henry, who could clearly see through her that she was the one to butter up her way to the top and he was someone who did not have a much likability towards such people.

“We would have this meeting, if we are to go in now.” Henry informed Marina, who even though had worn her tightest dress and shiniest coat, to impress the new CEO, felt slightly taken aback by the clear and absurd straightforwardness the man exhibited.

“Well, we usually don’t go in without the chief editor, she had this rule, whereby she believes that everyone should get inside the board room, at once.” Marina informed Henry, who held up an eyebrow.

“So, did your previous executive followed this order?”

“He barely ever attended those meetings. It was his son, although, he did attend the meetings and waited with us…”

“Then, Sam!” Henry called out his assistant. “You should stand and wait on my behalf. I should get inside and wait for Lily, ask her to come in straight with my phone. Have to kill time, until this Editor arrives.”

He flashed an assertive smile at the rest of the staff and made his way inside, not caring how baffled he left everyone behind.

Marina was definitely flabbergasted by how rudely direct Henry was with his manners but at the same time, she finally saw a competition in the company that could challenge the values and ideas that their editor had set up over the past few years. Those very ideas that the editor had circled the entire magazine around and acted like she actually owned the company, given to the lack of interest from the last owner, who only a few times had his son check up on the audits of the magazine, every now and then, in order to see if it was even given them any profit or not.

When the editor made sure that the company was never in loss, so they kept it and let Hannah be in charge.

“What are you so happy about?”

Stephanie asked from Marina, noticing the sly grin on her face.

“You see that! Now finally Hannah has a competition.” She told her writer and turned around to look at the corridor and her grin turned in to a smile, as she saw that very woman that she just mentioned, walk down the length of the corridor, with her assistant, walking next to her.

She wore a lose pleated skirt, that flowed with each step that she took, tightened around her tiny waist, coupled with the baggy formal top that rested right below her petite bosoms.

Her skin felt glowing and tightened, nothing about her body stated that it was surgically enhanced and she looked very natural compared to Marina, who indeed looked like Hannah’s cheap copy.

Everyone around the office knew that Maria died to be like Hannah and that was the reason why she had her brunette hair died platinum blond, but they were nothing like Hannah’s natural blond locks, that she had cut short in to a sleek bob and parted sideways on her head.

“Oh! Looks like the new CEO, is not here yet! Will he not be attending the meeting?” Hannah immediately got down to business, passing her clutch to her assistant, seemingly looking like she immediately had come direct towards the board room, not wanting to be late to the meeting.

“Actually… he already went inside.” Marina deliberately hit a nerve with Hannah and being a woman of firm ideologies, Hannah stood back, feeling mortified yet humiliated that her rules were violated directly by someone.

She also felt helpless and that was clearly represented by the thin line that formed on her lips and the slight clench of her sharp jaw but she remained firm to her posture.

“Well, what about the graphics and finance team?” she asked, looking at Marina, deliberately ignoring Sam, whom she knew was a makeup for Henry’s obvious impoliteness.

“They have yet to come. We still have two minutes till eight.” Marina informed.

“So, we shall wait!” Hannah finally decided, extending her hand towards her assistant as she placed down an iPad in her palm.

As Henry walked inside the board room, he felt startled, finding the a woman, looking quite tall standing with her back facing him.

He roamed an eye, all over her. Noticing her curvy and broad hips, that felt tightly wrapped under that short skirt that did nothing to hide the bump of her ass.

He smirked to his own self, c*****g and eyebrow and focusing his eyes a bit too much on to the woman’s bum, wishing and hoping that her face would be just as amusing as her body looked like but he wasn’t too quick to judge, he waited till she would turn around and he would get a view of the very front.

He noticed the way she worked, jumping up and high and grabbing the projector’s screen down on to the wall.

Her body may have looked timid but Henry was definitely impressed to see how firm her actions were, opposing the way she may seemed to look.

“Ah! Piece of cake.”

Mindless in a world of her own, oblivious to the fact that Henry was standing right behind her, Emilia finally placed the projector screen down and felt enlightened that she was finally able to make sure that everything was in place before the meeting started.

As she took a few steps back, she stumbled backwards in to a hard structure, that made her lose her balance and just as she was about to fall on to her back, two strong pair of arms held her back and feeling shocked, she looked up, captivated by the man who was holding her down.

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Well, our Emilia is a hard w**********l whilst our Henry is a spoiled brat. How do you think their chemistry would work out?

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