His Headstrong Secretary (Completed!)

Chapter 4

Zina’s POV

Lunch was very nice as he ordered us sushi. I could guess how expensive this restaurant is just simply by the ambiance and the quality of the food. I probably wouldn’t be able to eat at this restaurant at all if Mr. Christian didn’t bring me here. 

The food was delicious, I couldn’t help but be bothered by the waitress flirting with Mr. Christian as we ate. The moment we sat down at the table I watched as she swayed her hips to come and take down our order and purposely leaning close to Mr. Christian showing off her minimal cleavage and all. God I’m annoyed, I can’t even have lunch in peace. As we were leaving, I saw that same girl shove a piece of paper into Mr. Christian’s hands before giving him a wink and leaving, he didn’t reject as he smiled and took the piece of paper into his pants pocket. What a man w***e. 

The entire drive back to work was silence as I didn’t want to talk to him. I’m angry that he took that paper from that girl. Wait no, why am I angry? This has nothing to do with me. I shook my head and brought my attention to my phone checking for emails to distract myself. As soon as we returned to the office I quickly busied myself with work. I don’t know why but a part of me is bothered by Mr. Christian but I can’t wrap my head around what it is. 

The month went by quickly and it’s already Friday nearing the end of the work day. I have to say, working here has been quite manageable as I was good at taking minutes already so going to meetings with Mr. Christian was a breeze. Creating proposals was also easy as I have done so many writing grants for the NPO I volunteered at. One thing that I wasn’t used to though is the constant women he had coming in and out of his office throughout the week for a casual release. I really wanted to tell him that he needs to get sound proof walls because his sluts are so freaking loud I could barely concentrate; thankfully Danny bought me the new noise canceling airpods last year for my birthday so I was able to have 20 minutes of silence when I watched one of his many “toys”, as he calls it, struts into his office. I hated how every time they get so passionate I find myself getting a little wet. If only I didn’t find Mr. Christian so freaking attractive I’m sure I’d be able to immerse myself in this job even more. 

While finishing my last file and waiting for his toy to leave the office so I could announce my leave, the door suddenly burst open and the blonde who walked in just before came out crying and screaming “you’ll never find someone better than me!” before heading to the elevator and leaving. ‘That’s number four’ I mentally told myself, every week Mr. Christian always dumps one of his toys for whatever reason and they all have the same reaction, running out crying and saying how they’ll never be replaced but we all know they’re expendable to Mr. Christian. 

“Zina, come into my office” Mr. Christian called for me in his deep and husky voice as his door was still wide opened. I walked in to find him loosening his tie behind his desk. God how is just a simple action so f*****g hot when he does it, s**t Zina calm yourself that’s your boss and it’s not a good idea, he’s a w***e. I had to admit I was very attracted to him and found myself dreaming about him often at night, and it was so annoying. 

“Are you busy tonight?” He asked while looking at me up and down and shaking his head. Did he have to shake his head that often when looking at me? I mean I get it I’m not like those models he has but I’m not ugly either. Asshole. 

“Why?” I answered bothered by his look at me previously 

“I need a favor from you.” He said looking me in the eyes without turning away even once and continued, “I have a party I need to attend tonight but as you can see my partner is now gone and I need someone to come with me.” 

“So you want me to come?” I raised an eyebrow and almost scoffed at his request. For someone who keeps shaking their head when looking at me he’s asking me to be his partner at the party...funny. 

“Yes.” He nodded his head and looked at his watch. 

“What’s in it for me?” I asked and he looked back at me and raised his eyebrow back at me while smirking.

“What do you want?” He asked now, leaning his elbows on his desk and coming a little closer. I shook my head,

“I’d go with you Mr. Christian but I don’t have fancy outfits so I’ll have to decline. I’m sure Stella would love to join you though, I think she’s still here.” I said standing up from my seat and fixing my skirt that rode up while I sat. 

“She’s not someone suitable to bring to a party but you are.” He said and I froze, as I turned around he got up from his seat now hovering over my small stature. “I’ll get you everything you need. Let’s go.” 

We arrived quickly at an expensive boutique exclusive for party dresses. He pulled me inside and quickly led me to the staff. “Get her something that’ll compliment her well.” was all he said before taking a seat on the sofa placed in front of the private fitting room. “Yes Mr. Christian” the girl smiled and led me away. 

“How about this one?” She said handing me a pink lace gown that fell off the shoulders and ankle length. I tried it on and went out finding a very dissatisfied Mr. Christian who told me a sharp “Next.” 

“Let’s try this one then.” She continued not phased at all by his response and handed me a black backless dress with spaghetti straps that had a small train. Simple but very elegant. “Next.” Mr. Christian said again. God this is torture. 

“I think this will look really nice on you” she said while handing me a cream silk gown that’s draped neck which shows a good amount of cleavage that ended mid-calf with a nice high slit that ran up the left side until my hips. She handed me some lingerie too to go with the dress as I can’t wear my usual underwear for this as it’d show from the dress. I got out of the dressing room ready for the same response again but when I walked out Mr. Christian’s eyes widened and he quickly nodded before turning around. I guess that means it’s this outfit then? I looked at the price tag and almost fell to my knees. This dress cost me 3 months of my salary, there’s no way I could afford this.

“Let’s go, we have somewhere else to go before heading to the party.” He said taking my hands in his and leaving the store. “Mr. Christian,” I called nervously as he drove, “what?” he answered not looking at me at all. “I...don’t think I can afford this dress.” I said while fiddling with my thumbs. 

“You don’t have to pay for anything. Treat it as my gift for doing me this favor” he answered, I looked at him and caught a beautiful and devilishly handsome smile as he drove us to the next place.