The arrogant Billionaire's PA

First day

Dylan Stewart had just landed at the airport and as was the custom he was flanked by a crowd of inquisitive reporters. Flagged by his two buffy bodyguards,he made it to the safety of his limousine. He was only twenty six but he had reached the heights of wealth and power that no one, not even even the most cunning business men had ever dreamt of.

He had quite an intimidating personality accompanied with an air of badboy arrogance that drew ladies like a swarm of bees. You wouldn't help falling for his good looks and charm at first glance. Twenty minutes later, he was at his company's headquarters in the heart of New York City. Making his way inside the magnificent building, he was greeted by a pretty blonde receptionist, who batted her eyelashes at him rather suggestively. He nodded disinterestedly as he made his way to the elevator. He was already used to the attention so it didn't bother him a single bit.

Alighting on the sixth floor, he made a stop at his new PA's office. It was empty.Weird. She was supposed to have already started working by now. A small frown found its way to his perfect eyebrows.

BRIANNAH'S POV

Taking my black coffee, I made my way to the office. Today my boss was coming and to say I was a bit nervous, I would be lying. I was freaking out deep inside me but I couldn't help it. My new boss was the famous Dylan Stewart and since I had no past experience with celebrity bosses, I couldn't stop myself from being nervous. I suddenly froze when I found him peeking inside my office. Hope I make a good first impression, I thought running my eyes consciously over my dressing to ascertain that there was no flaw on it.

"Excuse me sir," he made an abrupt semi whirl that I thought he was gonna fall down.

I plastered on my best smile as his eyes darkened. A mixture of emotions passed through his gorgeous dark brown eyes. First it was surprise then shock and finally anger. Weird, right? I quickly scanned my six piece office suit but it was okay. What could be wrong?

"Briannah?"he queried, his sensual deep voice so sharp that I internally flinched.

"That's me sir. It's a pleasure to finally..."he cut me off.

"What are you doing here?" his voice resonated through my already confused mind as his eyes grew more dark.

"I am your new PA. I thought Mr Rennyson already told you that," suddenly not sure anymore.

Was he playing mind games with me?

"Enough drama Briannah!" I jumped startled.

Before I could help it, the cup of coffee tilted and whoa! All the coffee spluttered on his expensive Italian suit.

Way to go Briannah

My light brown eyes widened while my mouth hung slightly open from shock. I raised my eyes to see the unmistakable anger radiating from his eyes. For a moment I had a gut feeling he was going to hit me but instead he just stared at me, jaws clenching.

Do something

"I... I...I am sorry," I blurted attempting to wipe the mess with my bare hands.

"Get your f*****g hands off me!" he growled.

So much for my pathetic efforts

"What are you doing here?" he repeated.

"Am your new PA. Although am not sure about that anymore," I added honestly.

"Call Mike now,"

"Yes sir," looks like I just cost someone his job along with mine.

He stormed into his office without sparing me another glance. Without further ado I made my way to the kitchen to return the now empty cup. I walked to Mr. Rennyson's office in the same floor. Knocking timidly, I heard his ever sweet, deep voice ordering me to go in. His head was buried in some file but when he saw me, his stunning sea green eyes lit up. This guy was too hunky for his own good.

"What's up pretty?Did you come here to give me a massage? Honestly I would do with one right now,"

"You wish Mr Rennyson. Well, I just met my boss and already made a big mess out of it. He wants to see you and of course fire me,"

I shrugged helplessly before quickly hurrying out as I heard him mutter something under his breath.Once inside my office ,I started pacing around and biting my lips in frustration till I felt the salty taste of my blood. Ten agonious minutes later a knock on my door disrupted my thoughts. Mike's head peeked in.

"He wants to see you,"

"Oh! You mean he wants to fire me," I sighed heavily hands placed on my hips.

"That's up to him. We just hope he won't. Honestly he seems so pissed," a pitiful look crossed his handsome features.

I had to admit that he really has got gorgeous eyes. The sea must have borrowed some of that amazing colour from his eyes.

What! A girl's gotta swoon sometimes.

"You've got some drool,"

"Where?" I asked, my hand quickly moving to my mouth, making a sweep across it.

He burst out laughing as he watched me.

"Your... face... Priceless,"

I slapped his arm playfully while glaring at him. It had only been three days since I started working here but one would think I was a long time buddy of Mr. Rennyson.

"Way to go Mr Rennyson," I scolded brushing past him.

"It's Mike," he called after me.

I knocked twice on Mr Stewart's office before his gruffy yet mind numbing voice answered. Pressing my hands on my well ironed skirt suit, I tried to ease the tension building in my chest, knowing full well I won't be coming back tomorrow. Releasing a shaky breath I made my entrance. Afraid to see the look he had on his face, I looked any where else but him. Everything in his office screamed money and power. I noticed he wasn't speaking so reluctantly I turned my head and almost wished I hadn't. His sharp jawline was twitching with anger while his nostrils were flaring. His eyes were the equal of an angry lioness whose kids had just been snatched away.

"Fascinating, huh?" I looked at him startled.

"Huh?" I asked totally confused.

"You made a wrong move Briannah," he stated in a dangerously low voice.

What could he be talking about? Of course he had to be talking about the coffee spilling accident. I almost face palmed myself for my stupidity. I noticed he had changed his earlier suit to black Armani suit.

"Am so sorry about earlier. I swear I didn't do it on purpose but if you fire me I would understand it was all my fault -" he cut me off.

"I won't fire you...at least not yet," I let a puff of breathe I didn't even realize I was holding. If he hadn't been my boss I would have hugged him.

"Thank you sir. I promise I would watch out so none of the mistakes are repeated," a small smile tagged my lips deepening my only dimple on my right cheek.

"If you knew what was coming your way, you would think twice about thanking me so early," I was too thrilled to give a single damn about his not so promising words.

"You may leave my office. We wouldn't want me changing my mind or would we?"

I quickly turned to exit but something struck my mind. What if he was planning to cut off my salary? That suit that I ruined must have cost him a fortune, maybe even my full year salary. That thought got me whipping around abruptly to face him, my heart thundering in my ears so loudly.

"Are you planning on cutting off my salary?" an arrogant smirk curled up his so breathtaking lips.

"Never thought about that but it does sound like a good idea. Am sure my suit costs more than your whole wardrobe," he tapped his chin thoughtfully as though weighing his options.

I was officially doomed thanks to my stupid inquisitive nature.

"But on second thought, do I look like am so desperate for a few thousand dollars of a mere employee? The question is, would you survive long enough to even touch your first dollar? Because from what it looks like or rather what I know I'd bet not,"

What was that even suppose to mean? Something in my medulla clicked. Mike had informed me earlier about the fate of the PAs before me. Intrigued by his drop down gorgeous looks, they had all tried to seduce him each thinking that they would keep him for long or maybe even forever. The tale of changing bad boy players seemed to be stuck in their minds. Of course they were all wrong and as soon as he was done with them they would get fired. He must have thought I was just like them. My eyes widened in realization.

"You didn't just think that I was going to spread my legs for you?" I queried in total disbelief through narrowed slits.

How dare he think of me that way? What he did next got me angered: he freaking laughed and as much as I hate to admitting it, he did have a deep, sexy laugh that made my knees feel like they were made of pure jelly and I almost strayed from my earlier anger.

"Wouldn't you spread them for me Briannah?" the huskiness in his masculine voice got my mind wondering to its own planet. I hated the fact that just the sound of those words coming from him was making me all hot when I should be mad. I masked on my best calm-and-not-bothered at-all expression.

"Sir I don't know what comes into your mind at the sight of me but being a w***e is definitely what am not. I have no intention of loosing my job just yet sir," I said calmly.

"We will see about that. You have always been a w***e Briannah and I don't think that is going to change any time soon but how can you know that, you've got amnesia, right?"

He openly accused me of being a freaking w***e! Am sure my eyes were blazing right now due to the massive intesity of anger I was radiating.

"Just because you are my boss, that doesn't give you the right to throw accusations on my face of things that I have no recollection of at all. How about we don't bring those accusations into my work? Sir I would kindly ask you to live my personal life out of work. For a long seven years I have lived in the darkness of my own life having no recollection of my past but I would assure you that I have never been that type of a woman and never will be,"Damn! That's the longest speech I have ever spoken.

"Am I suppose to thank you for your free advise? Awesome I must say. But you got me thinking about my ruined suit. I want a new suit exactly like the one you ruined by this weekend which is like two days from today, "

"But sir you can't -"

"Oh yes I can Briannah," gasping inaudibly, I stared at his perfectly sculptured face.

"If you are done gawking at my hot self I believe you know your way out but In case you don't, the door is right behind you," with that said he focused on his laptop totally ignoring me.

Without further ado, I walked out and almost crushed on Mike's massive form who was about to come in. A worried look crossed his handsome features and before I knew it I had my face buried my head in his shirt inhaling his addictive male scent as he wrapped his arms around me.

"This always makes me feel better,"I mummered through his shirt.

"It's the first time you are doing it dummy," I laughed softly imagining him rolling his eyes.

"I take it you ain't fired," he whispered brushing my ear and what shocked me were the tingles that small gesture sent down my spine.

I closed my eyes savouring that moment because such moments rarely come by, don't you think? But as always these moments only exist for a short while and mine got short lived when I heard steps behind me.