002: The Official First Meeting
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Casmira's POV
Someone has got to be f*****g kidding me.
The entire f*****g universe is trying to play a cosmic joke because there is no way in hell that my new assistant is the same man I had a one night stand with last night.
Because for all I could have guessed, I had taken this man to be a s*x worker or something.
But by the look on his face as his eyes check out the insides of my office space, I know it's all real and I feel like punching something because of that.
"What. Are. You. Doing. Here?" I snap at him, making him turn his eyes back towards me as that charming yet agitating grin reappears on his face.
"Why, I'm your new assistant, I was told there was an opening?" He shrugs and the aloof manner with which he is communicating is nothing but infuriating to me and I know he is getting his share of fun from this.
"Did you plan this? After what happened last night?" I question, knowing that I am thinking too far into this and it couldn't have been anything more than a coincidence.
He snorts, "getting a job here takes months and months of interviews and background checks. Do you really think I planned this after meeting you? Last night was nothing more than a lucky coincidence." He stated with that over the top confident smirk of his.
I give him a pointed stare, "I would hardly call it lucky." I mutter.
He quirks a brow before his voice lowers and he leans forward in his seat like he is telling me a secret, "sweetheart, that wasn't what you were saying last night when I had my tongue —"
I abruptly raise my palm to stop him, "stop." I snap at him and he leans back with that grin still on his face and I have to struggle to make my heart stop racing as I stare at the gorgeous man in front of me. "None of that talk if you are going to work for me. No one can even know what happened last night." I announce, staring at him with a serious expression on my face.
I cannot believe this is happening.
I mean out of all the men in this world, in this city...he is the one I had to go and sleep with.
This is going to hang over my head for the entirety of the time that he works here.
I'm going to have to find a way to fire him soon before anyone finds out about what happened between us. It's not as if I don't already have plenty of enemies looking for skeletons in my closet.
I don't need to add the drama of a one night stand to the list.
"Why do you even need this job? You didn't seem like someone who would want to be a CEO's assistant..." I question, remembering the plush penthouse facing the Central Park in the most prime location of Upper East Side, New York, that I had woken up in this morning.
The place screamed luxury and money.
If it was really his then there is no way in hell that he needs this job.
He gives me a shrug, "everyone has certain situations. I'll let you know when the time is right. I don't need this job but I do want it."
I raise my brow at that, "how do I know you're not going to do anything to spoil my reputation?"
He chuckles, "with the way people are quaking in their boots at the mere name of you, I'll need a lot more than a one night stand to spoil your reputation. People are not only scared to talk about you behind your back, they are also scared to listen to anything about you. I don't think what happened between us is going to do anything, even if I try to use it." He states with a chuckle and I have to say that there is a part of me that thrives over the control that his words make me feel.
"Well, while that may be the case, how do I know that your intentions are pure and you are not going to jeopardise the way I work?"
"Try me. Put me on for a week, see if I help you or slow you down, and then decide for yourself. I don't want to waste my words explaining my skills. You can see them for yourself and then decide." He states in all honesty and I have to say that I am slightly impressed by him.
I don't let that appear on my face though.
"Alright, Mr. Russo. Welcome to the Young Group of Businesses. Get ready because from now on, every waking moment of your day is going to be dedicated to serving me. And whatever you do, try not to ever get in the way of my business." I state and he smirks before nodding his head.
"I am more than eager to do exactly that." He murmurs and the glint in his gaze is enough to make me feel like this is just the beginning of something that will be either extremely destructive or productive for me.
And surprisingly enough, there is a part of me that wants to wait and explore what happens.
Maybe I actually have lost my mind...
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