Chapter 2 The Clumsy Secretary

Damien opened his eyes abruptly panting heavily as he sat up. He was shaken badly by the dream. He diverted his eyes to the bedside clock; it was a few minutes to seven. He held his head in his hands. The nightmare was getting constant wearing him out. He rested his back on the propped-up pillow for a while, trying to get hold of himself. After a while, he got up to the bathroom opening the shower on himself without pulling off his briefs. He packed his long brown hair to the back enjoying the hit of the cold water.

He spent a lot of time under the shower in silence trying to clear his head and mind from the nightmare. He did not leave the shower until he was satisfied. He stepped into the room with a towel tied around his waist after brushing his teeth. He stood in front of the mirror, revealing the butterfly tattoo on his broad back. Damien is a huge, cold, and handsome man who does not take nonsense. He picked up his set of clothes putting them on. Satisfied with his look, he left the room with his briefcase to the already waiting car. He walked past the maids, who had their heads bowed in respect. Hopping into the car, it drove off. A few minutes later, the car screeched in front of a huge company, Damien's company. He stepped out of the car nodding to the greetings coming from every corner of the building. He got to his office to meet his assistant.

"You've not left?"

"Yes, boss. I'm waiting for the arrival of the new secretary. Need to put some things in place before leaving."

"Good! I credited your account already. Take of yourself and your new wife."

"Thank you so much, boss. I really won't forget this." He said gratefully. Although Damien is a cold man, he still has a part of his heart that is compassionate towards others. His assistant has been working by his side for the past five years and has to leave now because of his newly wedded wife. If he had a choice, he would prefer to remain in the city and work with Damien but he has to move. Damien kept checking his time.

"Is he not around yet?"

"It's a she, boss."

"She? Why would you hire a female? Don't you know..."

"Yes, boss, I know, and that's why I hired her, so you can overcome that fear." Damien sighed defeated. There is nothing he can do about it. He wanted to say something but was interrupted by the arrival of a poor-looking lady who barged into his office without knocking. Who allowed her in?

"I'm so sorry I'm late, I was..."

"Hey! Who are you?" Damien asked coldly.

"Ermm...boss, this is your new assistant."

"My new what? This lady?"

"Nice to meet you, sir." Vivian bowed embarrassed.

"I will talk to her for a while." His assistant said before he pulled her out of Damien's office whose mouth was left wide agape.

"Why are you dressed like this?"

"Dressed like this? What's bad in my dressing?"

"Really? You actually will not like to be sacked on your first day. This isn't the appropriate way to dress."

"I'm sorry, sir. I will work on it."

"You better do. You need to know something about the boss."

"I'm all ears."

"He has a habit of snapping once he's annoyed. You have to get used to it. He doesn't like contact with ladies, so help him by staying far away from him and keeping him from other ladies. He prefers his coffee very hot so make it to his taste." Vivian wondered at the weird behavior of the dominating boss.

"I will try my best."

"Good, you can take over now." Vivian bowed her head before stepping back into the office. Her eyes met with Damien as soon as she stepped in but she diverted her eyes to the ground in a hurry. Damien did not say anything and was only staring at her. Vivian began to draw an imaginary line on the ground with her worn-out shoe as she wasn't comfortable with the way he was staring at her. Her heart jumped to her mouth when she saw him suddenly appearing in front of her. She moved back instinctively, he followed, she took a step, and he took a step till she was resting her back on the wall, trapped between the wall and the cold boss. She got lost staring at his emerald eyes for a while. He stared back at her as if trying to communicate something.

"And what is your name?" His cold, deep voice sent a shiver down her spine bringing her back to reality. She fumbled for a while, trying to get a hold of herself.

"I...I'm Vivian, your new assistant."

"I did not ask the other part dumb head. Why are you dressed like this? What do you think people will say if they find your type of being as my assistant?" He asked with disgust. Vivian folded her fist in annoyance.

"I promise to do something about it, boss."

"You better do. I hope my former assistant has enlightened you on things about me."

"Yes, he has and I promise to abide by them."

"All right. That being said, let's get busy. I'm giving you today, use it to go through every document my former assistant gave you to get accustomed to our style here."

"All right, boss." Damien left Vivian making her sigh in relief. She rolled her eyes in annoyance. What she heard about her boss is true. He is scary, cold, dominating yet very handsome. Without being told, she moved out to the desk reserved for her outside her boss's office. She sat on the chair feeling fulfilled and lost in the feelings. She liked her boss, whom she could see so well from the position of her chair, only to see his eyes already on her. She gasped sitting properly on the chair.

"Cold man." She muttered as he closed the window blind with a remote. She smiled once more, bringing out her phone, taking a picture of herself, and then sending it to their best friend's group before getting down to business with the documents. This is the beginning of a new life for her.