Chapter 3 Assistant in everything

Grrrrr... The alarm buzzed for the third time, and Diana jolted up to check the time. 7:16 am "Oh my God, no no no not today, please!" "What's the problem?" Emma asked sleepily. "Get up, babe! We're late-it's 7:16 am!" Emma sprang out of bed, rushing straight to the bathroom to get ready. The two of them hurriedly showered, creating just enough time to get dressed. They quickly scurried downstairs, completely skipping breakfast. "Good morning, everyone!" "We'll skip breakfast, Mum. We're almost late," they chorused as they dashed to the bus station.

They were lucky to find the bus already waiting when they arrived. Hopping on, they chose a corner seat, each lost in thoughts about the day ahead. As the bus pulled up to the company, Diana checked the time: 7:57 am. "Thank God it's not 8 yet," she exhaled in relief. "We're lucky," Emma chuckled, sharing a hopeful smile. Inside the company, Emma hugged Diana tightly before hurrying off to her post, leaving Diana to navigate the day on her own. Taking a deep breath, Diana walked toward the elevator. At the reception, she spotted the friendly lady from the previous day. "Good morning," Diana greeted brightly. "Assistant Boss, good morning, ma," Clarissa replied with a warm, encouraging smile. Diana couldn't help but feel a little more at ease. As she entered the elevator, it stopped at the top floor with a mix of anticipation and nerves. Stepping out, she took a moment to gather herself before entering the office. "There he is," she thought, feeling a flutter of excitement. "Good morning, sir," she greeted as she entered. He nodded and glanced at the clock-8:02 am. "You're two minutes late, and it shouldn't happen again. You're supposed to be here before me always," he stated, and Diana's heart raced slightly. He gestured toward the door on the left. "You will be working in the office next to mine. You'll handle my schedules and deliver files to the executive board when necessary. Don't bring me coffee again unless I ask." "Understood, sir," Diana replied, raising her head to meet his gaze for a moment before quickly averting it, feeling her face warm with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. "You can go to your office now. Everything you need to know about the company has been sent to your email," he added. Diana nodded and left, feeling like the real journey was just beginning. Inside her office, she released a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. "Breathe, Dee; you're going to be fine." She opened her email, sorted through her tasks, and dove into her work, feeling surprisingly adept with the company's digital systems. Every few minutes, Kane buzzed her intercom with file requests, his demeanor as serious as ever. Yet Diana was determined to keep her composure, not letting him see that he flustered her. As break time approached, excitement bubbled within her when she met Emma at the canteen. "How's it going, babe?" Emma asked, curious. "Well, I'd say it's going smoothly since he hasn't yelled at me today at all," Diana replied. "That's good! Let's finish up and get back; I have a mountain of work waiting," Emma said, her expression brightening. "Okay, babe. Bye." "Catch you later, sweetie!" Diana called as she headed back to her office, anticipation tingling in her chest. Upon returning, she saw Kane with a frown on his face. "Where have you been?" he asked, cutting into her thoughts. "I went to eat, sir," she explained. "Don't you know we are supposed to eat together? You're my assistant; you're supposed to assist me in everything." "Now come, let's grab lunch-I'm famished." "Okay, sir," she replied, a mixture of curiosity and excitement welling up inside. As they stepped outside, the female staff shot Diana jealous glances, except for Clarissa, who beamed at her. Diana held her head high, ready to face whatever came next. Once in the car, Kane opened the door for her, and she slipped into the passenger seat. "He still has some chivalry despite his cold demeanor," she thought, a small smile tugging at her lips. Kane drove in silence, both lost in their thoughts. He wanted to talk, but he hesitated, unsure of how to bridge the distance. Upon arriving at the eatery, they walked in together and found a cozy spot to sit. A waiter approached to take their order, and Diana quickly chose shawarma while Kane opted for fruit salad. "So he brought me here just for fruit salad?" Diana scoffed inwardly, intrigued by Kane's choice. "So she's having shawarma for lunch? No wonder she's so skinny," Kane thought to himself, his curiosity piqued. Five minutes later, their meals arrived, and they ate in silence. Diana stole glances at Kane, and each time he caught her eye, he couldn't help but smile inwardly. After finishing, Kane settled the bill, and they returned to work quietly, the air between them electric with unspoken possibilities. As Diana dashed back to her office, she couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of something significant. "Am I smelling? Why does she always want to leave my presence so quickly?" Kane pondered. Back at her desk, Diana continued working diligently, completing her tasks before 5:00 pm, the official closing hour. As she stood outside Kane's office, pondering whether to knock, she summoned her courage and walked in when he called her in. "All done," she said, placing the neatly organized folders on his desk. Kane looked up, taking in the sight of her hard work. "You work fast," he noted, a hint of admiration spilling into his tone. "It's my obligation not to disappoint you, sir," she replied, the excitement of his recognition thrumming between them. A flicker of something deeper passed through his eyes. "You didn't disappoint." After a brief pause, she smiled and nodded, "Goodnight, sir." Just as she turned to leave, his next words froze her in place. "Why don't I drop you off?" Her heart skipped a beat. "Don't worry, sir; I wouldn't want to stress you." "I insist, Diana." "Okay, sir... but my best friend will tag along. I don't want to leave her behind." Kane said nothing but she could sense his reaction, the tension rising as they both navigated unfamiliar ground. Diana's mind raced with the possibilities of what this day-and their working relationship-could blossom into, as they stepped out into the world together.