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"The Assistant" A Story By AK86

Prologue


  


  


  


He was tall.


  


At about 6’1”, he towered over my 5’4” height and made me feel shorter than I usually did.


  


I watched as yet another female walked out of his office, looking flustered and flushed with embarrassment as she readjusted her business skirt.


  


“Ms. Johnson?” An old lady wearing a pink plaid jacket called out, pushing her[b]Prologue


  


  


  


He was tall.


  


At about 6’1”, he towered over my 5’4” height and made me feel shorter than I usually did.


  


I watched as yet another female walked out of his office, looking flustered and flushed with embarrassment as she readjusted her business skirt.


  


“Ms. Johnson?” An old lady wearing a pink plaid jacket called out, pushing her[/b]Prologue


  


  


  


He was tall.


  


At about 6’1”, he towered over my 5’4” height and made me feel shorter than I usually did.


  


I watched as yet another female walked out of his office, looking flustered and flushed with embarrassment as she readjusted her business skirt.


  


“Ms. Johnson?” An old lady wearing a pink plaid jacket called out, pushing her the job!” I squealed, grinning at the blank television screen in my apartment.


  


More squealing erupted from the speaker of my iPhone and I felt my hand automatically move the phone away in order to keep my hearing intact. Once she was done, I placed the phone back on my ear. “Thank you.” I laughed as I heard her catch her breath.


  


“We have to celebrate tonight! I’ll call Molly and Claire! We’ll go down to-” Her voice got cut off by a soft beep and I frowned and looked at my phone. An unsaved number blinked in my face, signaling that there was someone on the other line. “Sorry Amy, there’s someone else on the line and I don’t have their number saved. We’ll definitely go out to celebrate! Text me the details, okay? Bye!” I quickly hung up and pressed the green button to answer the other call. “Hello?” “Ms. Johnson, I need you to come in to the office immediately.” It was unmistakably Adrian Kingston’s deep, British voice. My eyes widened in shock. “There is some paperwork here that we need to sort through together and it needs to be sent in by tonight. I expect you’ll be here in less than half an hour?”


  


“Sir, I live a good 20 minutes away from the office. It’ll take me a little longer than half an hour to get there.” I stuttered nervously. A night call already? I still didn’t even know the location to my office properly!


  


“If you stopped complaining over the phone and got moving, it wouldn’t take long at all,” he snapped. “I’ll see you in half an hour.” The line went dead. I detached the phone from my ear and stared uncomprehendingly at the blank screen, before shaking out of my daze and rushing back to my bedroom to get dressed for work.


  


I called Amy as I pulled out my white business shirt and black pencil skirt and thrashed my pajama bottoms off. Amy answered on the first ring. “Hey! I just confirmed with the girls, they’re up for it!” she said excitedly.


  


I groaned as I stubbed my toe on the corner of my bed before zipping up my pencil skirt and tucking the shirt in neatly. “Ames, I’m so sorry. He’s already called me in to fill out some paperwork that needed to be mailed by tonight, apparently. I’m so sorry, raincheck?” I asked as I pulled my semi-dry hair into a sleek pony tail and applying a coat of light pink lipstick. Thank god I had natural ringlets that didn’t frizz after every shower I had.

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