The CEO'S Burning Heart

Jaycob Muggins

I woke up to my head pounding. It hurts so much.

I guess I shouldn't have drank so much last night. Regretting my decision of drinking last night I turned to my right only to see a blond sleeping naked next to me. I smirked as the memories of last night came back to me. She was amazing.

But unfortunately she's gotta go.

Without waking her up I move off of the bed and get into the shower.

The shower felt great and relaxing. If I could stay in the shower all day I would but unfortunately I have to work. I didn't mind working, actually I loved it.

I am the CEO of a multibillion dollar company. I know I might sound like a workaholic but I enjoy being in the office because it's peaceful like a safe haven and I can do what I do best. Although I have to admit it can be stressful at times or most of the times

I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and left the bathroom. Before my foot steps past the threshold of the bathroom I am greeted by my little blond friend. "Good morning Jay" Alicia, I think, said very seductively as she put her hand on my chest as she moves closer to me

"Good morning" I said without emotion as I removed her hand from my bare chest and walked around her. As I did I could see her fJay fall. "What's wrong? I thought you liked me Alicia was now pouting at me. Ha. I laughed to myself. Like that is going to work sweetheart.

"I liked you for one night not forever". I had said with a smirk on my face. With that said she lets out a loud gasp.

"What! How could you, you used me? I couldn't believe that Alicia was now shedding tears. Oh honey, so many people have tried that but not going to work. I thought to myself.

I rolled my eyes at her little show, "now don't you dare make me look like the bad guy here, you knew what you were getting yourself into last night. I clearly told you that this" I said pointing between Alicia and I "is only for one night.

As those words left my mouth. I saw Alicia had come right for my face at full speed: but I caught her hand before it hit my face. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO THIS TO MEI HOW COULD YOU USE ME?" Is she really accusing me of "using" her?

"Oh no don't you dare accuse me of using you because if we go back to the bar there is video surveillance that you" I said pointing at her willingly came with me and me telling you that this was a one night thing" I was upset now. She will not be accused of doing something I didn't do.

"Whatever" was all she had to say. I knew it was fake because she dropped her tears fast, but I won't have anymore of her after what she had just said. "Now I was going to let you stay for breakfast but since you started this whole drama, I insist that you leave now while you can or I call security". I won't tolerate her. I don't tolerate anybody.

"WHAT !! ARE YOU REALLY KICKING ME OUT?" She shrieked. Man I am starting to really really really hate this woman. I still have a hangover from last night but on top of that I have a drama queen yelling at me first thing in the morning. "Be quiet and get out" I yelled back. I mean although the shower helped I still can't deal with this.

She huffed and put her clothes on very angrily and stomped out of my room. When I finally heard the door slam I left my room and went to the kitchen and made myself some green tea.

Once I made my tea I went out to the terrJay and sat down and enjoyed my tea.

After finishing my tea I left for work. Today was not a very busy day but today I had to hire a new assistant because my current assistant was going to leave in about 2 weeks to go back to Ohio so she could be near her parents.

I really didn't want to hire someone else because I can be a little complicated to deal with when.

"Good morning Mr. Muggins" I was greeted by the receptionist in the lobby of my office building.

As I made my way up to the top of the building I was greeted by my assistant Larry "Good morning Mr. Muggins. Today all you have to do is hire someone to be your new assistant and read the reports of all of the departments and make sure everything is alright.

"Okay Larry, in about 15 minutes let them in one by one." I say to my assistant as I head into my office.

"Alright Mr. Muggins."

Ryle Stone

I got up early today and I was so EXCITED! I had my first interview for an assistant job at Muggins international. AH. I was so excited. I had taken a nice long shower and a very good breakfast and now was struggling on what to wear.

After staring at my closet for a good 15 minutes I decided to wear a black pencil skirt that ended right above my knee with a royal red blouse. And paired it with a black pair of heels. As for my hair, I had just gone with a high pony. I looked sophisticated yet stylish and young.

I looked at my clock and realized that if I didn't leave now I was going to be late. So I quickly got in my car and left. On my way to my interview I got caught in traffic. "No no no.

I can't be late" I said out loud. Although no one could hear me, I still yelled.

When I finally left the traffic I saw an accident. I felt so bad for the people but I had to get to my interview. "Sorry guys but today is a big day and I can't be late" I said to myself and greated the people but they couldn't hear me.

After a good 10 minutes of driving I finally parked my car in front of a shiny tall building. This was it, this is my first interview. I took a deep breath and walked in.

"Thank you" I said to the man who opened the door for me.

As I walked in, my breath was taken away by the well decorated lobby. It was beautiful. There was a huge chandelier and leather sofas for people waiting. The windows and doors were all spotless not a single finger print on the glass

I walked to the receptionist's desk which was marble and asked her. "Hi, um I am here to interview for the job of Mr. Muggins's new assistant". I told the skinny blond head. "Oh okay so here is what you want to do. First go down this hallway and you will see an elevator on your right. Then take the elevator to the 49th floor. When you get off there will be another receptionist named Virginia and she will direct you the rest of the way" she said, smiling at me. "Thank you" with that said I left.

The elevator ride was very awkward since it was filled with men. They were all just staring at me. They stared at me like they had never even seen a woman. I am not that beautiful. I mean I was average and not beautiful.

Shoving my other thoughts to the side. I think about who I might potentially be working for. The man is only 29 and a Billionaire. He took over his father's company at the age of 26. He is very intelligent and everyone can see that but the guy is the most arrogant person you will ever meet. He goes through women like clothes. No joke. Everyday he is seen with some other girl on his arm. What I don't understand is why do the girls even say yes to him. But then again who could say "no" to him either. I mean he has those beautiful blue eyes, brunette hair, perfect length if I might say so myself, not too long but not too short , just perfect and well that body.

I was soon pulled out of my thoughts as the door opened for the 49th floor.

I quickly made my way to the reception.

"Hello, um am here to interview for the PA position for Mr. Muggins" I told the receptionist. She smiled and gave me a number then showed me to the elevator but she had to punch in a code for me to get up to the floor.

The elevator ride seemed to be like an hour long. Could I do this? Was I good enough? You know what I can do. But there are probably people there who are more qualified than me. No. No. No. I yelled at myself. Stop telling yourself you can't do this, you totally can. You are a strong independent woman, you can do anything you put your mind to.

After the elevator finally opened and luckily thanks to my pep talk I gave myself. I finally had the nerve to walk onto the floor. I walked a little forward and the first thing I saw shocked the fuck out of me. The women. So many women. They were all so beautiful.

Then there was me. I mean I wouldn't call myself ugly but I wasn't like them. I was about 5.6, a Burnett, 24 years old, and I made sure to take care of my body and eat healthy and workout. My friends call me beautiful all the time but then again they are my friends. But these women. They were something new. They all were way better looking than me.

Though they might look nice, are they qualified? They could just be here relying on their looks to get the job but I was relying on my qualifications. I thought to myself. Come on Ryle you can do this. I gave myself another pep talk and started walking towards the couch and chairs filled with women.

They were all wearing clothes that were very revealing. There was a blond that was wearing a red mini dress and clung to her body like a snake and another was wearing a mini skirt with a blouse that was almost all open back. Then there was me all dressed up professionally and all. I don't stand a chance. I was internally laughing at myself but also very nervous. Well, more than before.

As soon as I came into sight they all stopped talking and stared at me. I felt like a deer caught in the headlights. I get very nervous when I have all the attention on me.

Luckily a girl finally came out of the office and broke the tension in the room; but she looked like she got rejected. which she probably did because she had rejection written all over her face. A woman then exited the room right after her. She looked like she was in her mid 30's, she was dressed professionally, and had her hair done in a tight bun.

"Number 7" she called and walked back in. A girl got up and fixed her outfit and walked into the office.

Slowly one by one everyone went in but none came out very happy. My confidence was not very high. Some even came out crying. What did the man say that made everyone cry? Will I fail too? I was the last one waiting. I am very frightened now. I mean so many girls didn't make it, if they stood no chance what would happen to me. It could be true that they weren't qualified enough. I don't know maybe I was brought back to reality as I heard the woman from earlier say "Number 30, please come".

I quickly composed myself and went in after the woman.

As soon as I walked in, the view from the office took my breath away. From the office you could see all of New York City. I was beautiful. But I had to snap out of my trance because I had an interview to focus on. I took a deep breath and tried not to faint as I saw Mr. Muggins.

Okay I don't think I can make this interview. He is freaking staring at me now. "It's alright, you came this far you can go further my subconscious says.

"Please take a seat" The woman said and I obliged.

The woman asked me many questions and I answered them without hesitation and very confidently yet I was trembling on the inside. As the woman asked me questions I could feel Mr. Muggin's eyes burning into my body.

The interview went by in a jiffy. "Well I think you are actually perfect for the job. I mean you're young, have the qualifications, you're smart and reasonable. According to me you're hired but Mr. Muggin's if you have any questions ?, The woman finished talking. I was really pleased by her response. I was ready to leave with the good news but I was just hoping that Mr. Muggin's doesn't ask me any questions.

"Actually, I do have a question" Damn it he has a question. I am screwed. I know I am.

"I would like to know what you think of me" I heard his velvet voice. Damn even his voice is sexy. But what should I say? Should I tell him the truth? You know what.. honesty is the best policy.

"Well being honest sir I think that you are an arrogant playboy who thinks he can get whatever or whoever he wants anytime and treats women as if they are an object, but also very intelligent to be running such a big company from a young age." I spoke my mind. When I looked at the woman she looked shocked I turned back to Mr. Muggin's and he looked furious. Ha. I don't think honesty is the best policy. I could see fire in his eyes.

And his mouth opens.

There goes my future. I know he is going to ruin me.

Jacob

All day long, all I have seen is non qualified girls wearing skimpy clothes. I mean they were hot though but that doesn't mean I want them working for me. I would totally hit on them but for my PA. I need someone qualified and serious.

The funny part is that they all thought they could get this job by flirting with me. Though it has been a long and boring day I did have some fun looking at all of these women trying to get the job by flirting.

It was 11:30 and I was still in the office interviewing people for my PA's position. Luckily my current assistant Larry just told me that there is only one person left to interview. I was so relieved.

The girl walked through the door and honestly I was impressed with how this is going so far. I mean I know that she hasn't even said anything but she isn't dressed like all of those other women who came in earlier. She was actually dressed professionally. She was wearing a black pencil skirt with a red top. She looked so amazing. Her legs were toned and she was tall, with the perfect body that would make any man go over the moon.

I could tell she was nervous because as my assistant interviewed her, she wouldn't even glance at me. Hmmmm I guess I intimidate her. Maybe it's my turn to ask her a question

I would like to know what Ms. Ryle thinks of me I had to know what she thought of me not because I was interested in her but because I need someone who is honest and someone who won't sugar coat things for me to understand.

"Well being honest sir I think that you are an arrogant playboy who thinks he can get whatever or whoever he wants anytime and treats women as if they are an object, but also very intelligent to be running such a big company from a young age. She spoke. Okay so I wanted honesty and no sugar coating but this woman is too much. I know that it was just one sentence but no one has ever had the nerve to say that to me to my face. I was mad as hell. She has no right to say that to me. Does she fucking realize that she is interviewing to me as my assistant.

I stood up furiously which caused my chair to hit the glass wall behind me. "How dare you say that to me. Do you know who the hell I am? You have some nerve coming in here to apply for the position for my assistant and say that to me. I will fucking"

"Excuse me but you asked me what I thought of you and I will not lie. If you can't handle the truth then you shouldn't ask for it Mr. Muggin's. And if you wish to threaten me with the job then I hope you know that there are many other jobs out there for me." She was angry and she was standing up too. This girl has some nerve speaking to me this way. No one has every spoken to me in such manner and I will not tolerate it. I will make her life a living hell.

Before I could say anything else Larry spoke "uhh hem so um we will get back to you on the job. Thank you for coming in". With that said the girl just smiled and left.

"Mr. Muggin you really shouldn't have gotten mad I mean it was your fault after all. Now I was pissed. "Who's side are you on Larry!?" how could she just pick some random girl's side when she has worked with me for Seven 7 damn years.

"I am on the side of the truth Mr. Muggin, and in this certain situation the young lady was right. You did ask for her honesty she spoke very calmly.

"Fine, whatever but I am not going to hire her." I plainly stated. I mean I will suffer if I hire her.

"But she is the only qualified person we have gotten all day long, and she is young and smart, and most importantly she has respect for herself unlike all of those others girls who came in here dressed like sluts" She did have a point but mean we can always hold more interviews.

"We can hold more interviews" I simply stated.

"But we don't have the time because now I only have a few weeks to train someone" I hate my life.

"Fine"

I will give her a call" I could feel a hint of amusement in her voice.

I am going to hate working now. How was I supposed to work with someone like her.

Ryle Stone

You know what, I honestly thought that he was going to ruin me and wouldn't have said anything until he yelled at me.

Even after everything he has said I wouldn't have done anything but I hated it when people yelled at me. It really got on my nerves because I don't see a need for yelling

Honestly if I knew this man on a personal level then when he yelled at me I would be crying but he is a stranger so when a stranger yells at me I yell back. I don't know why I do this. I feel like this isn't normal. Now I am guessing my abnormalness just lost me an opportunity at a great job.

I was so nervous that I just had to talk to someone and only that someone can help me get through this. So I called my best friend Carl Smithfield. He is also very successful and yes one of the most eligible bachelors of New York City.

Even though he is a player he is a sweet guy once you get to know him. We have been friends for a long time. Although he is my best friend he is also like a brother to me. We actually meet through my brother.

He would always come over with my brother and sometimes when we would hang out. Slowly we started becoming friends and kind of like siblings.

I dialed his number.

"Hey Ryle. what's up" Carl finally picked up.

"Hey, so um I think I made a HUGE mistake

"What's wrong" he sounded very concerned

"I might have yelled at Jacob Muggins" I said very nervously

I heard Carl laugh out loud "why are you nervous. Don't worry I will talk to him and make sure you get the job. I told you before that he is one of my friends, if not my best friend. if you would just let me call him and ask him to hire you he would have. Or better yet if you really wanted to work, you could have worked for me."

"But I didn't want to get a job like that. I want to earn it" I whined

"Fine be like that I don't give a fuck" I knew he was joking. Carl cares about me a lot.

"Okay, okay, lets just forget about it and go out for lunch cause I am STARVING It was 12:10 I need food

"Alright, where do you want to meet up and please pick somewhere close 'cause I am also as you put it- starving" Carl mimicked my voice.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Okay so how about I bring some pizza to your office?"

"Oh My God !! you read my mind I would KILL for a pizza right now". Carl and I loved pizza. We basically eat it like 3 times a week. I quickly hung up on him and drove to a pizza plJay.

After quickly picking up a large box of pizza I made my way to Carl's office.

I quickly walked by Carl's assistant. I was kinda scared of him. I mean he never smiled and well quite frankly I don't think he likes me.

I didn't bother knocking on Carl's door since he already knew that I will be coming in. As I opened the door I was blocked by a huge male figure. As I entered both heads turned to me. One was Carl's, smiling, and the other just fucking scared me. What the hell is he doing here. It was Jacob muggins. I know that they are friends but why did he have to come by today and if he was here why didn't Carl say anything to me before or even his assistant.

"We meet again Ms. Stones" He broke the silence as he smiled at me.

"Ah um yes hello Mr. Muggin I didn't know what to say. I just pissed him off an hour ago and now he's smiling at me.

"Please Ms. Stones, or should I say Ryle, call me Jay." Why would I call him Jay?

I look at Carl in confusion and he is just smiling at me.

"Um I don't understand why I would call you Jay?"

He took a step closer to me and can I just say that the cologne he has on is amazing.

"Well, we will be working together from now on" He stood there with his hands in his pockets

"What? Are you saying I got the job?" I was way too excited right now.

"Yes, you start tomorrow. My assistant will give you a call later today" YAY !!

Then a thought struck my mind. "Wait I looked passed Jay to look at Carl "did you tell him to hire me. Carl if you did! swear I will kill you because I fuckeing told you to let me earn my job if he answers yes I am going to be pissed.

Carl throws his hands up in surrender and says "oh honey, I know you. You might be like a sister to me but I also know you won't hesitate to hurt me he was laughing.

"Well, you two enjoy your lunch and I will get going cause I have a meeting in about 15 minutes with that said Jay left. Before he left I gave him a small smile and Carl briefly said his goodbye.

After we finished our lunch, I left Carl to his work and went home because I needed to make dinner and prepare for tomorrow. I am so excited! Even though it was only two of the clock in the afternoon. I am glad I went straight home because it took me about an hour to decide what I would wear tomorrow. It was now 3:15 p.m., and I was sitting on my comfortable couch, watching Netflix. My phone started ringing while I was sitting there watching the show and eating a bowl of popcorn.

I had no idea whose phone number it was, but I had to pick it up. I mean, Jay said his assistant would call me later today.

"Hello?" the lady on the other line said.

"Hello," I replied back.

"Is this Ms. Stones?" Okay, she knew who I was; perhaps I know who she is.

Indeed, this is her.

"Ms. Stones, As Mr. Muggin's assistant, my name is Larry Anthony. Since I only have a few weeks to train you, I just wanted to let you know that you got the job. You will start tomorrow at six sharp. Yay! Although I was aware that I had the job already, receiving the official "yes" still feels good.

"Yes, no issue at all, I am grateful."

You are welcome, and good bye. Oh, and just let the lobby receptionists know tomorrow that you are the new assistant and that I need to give you some training."

Of course, once again, I am grateful. Aloha!"

I watched Netflix for the remainder of the day, ate dinner, and then went to bed.

My alarm was set for 4:30 because I know I will take a long time to get ready. Having said that, I hurried into the shower and, when I eventually emerged, I wore my black pencil skirt, peach blouse, and nude heels. I dressed for my FIRST DAY OF WORK, put on some minimal makeup, and headed to the kitchen to have breakfast.

When I left my apartment, it was already 5:30. I got in my car and headed to my new workplJay.

Twenty minutes later, I came to a tall, gleaming building. Whoa, I was planning on doing this. I mean my heart was beating 200 miles per hour right now. Don't mess this up Ryle , you can do it. With my little pep talk and a deep breath I walked inside the building. The inside was breath taking. There was a huge chandelier on the ceiling with sofa's on the side with tables and white walls

I approached the middle-aged woman working at the desk and said, "Hello, I am here to be trained for the position of Mr. Muggin's new PA," after taking in what I had just witnessed.

"Obviously, but you will have to wait until I receive confirmation from," she said, pausing in mid-sentence to ask what she was looking at-it appeared as though she was staring at something behind me. And I whirled around. I mean, I would like to see.

Turning around was a big mistake for me. The one and only Jay Muggin was there.

Larry said, "Good morning," even though he was staring at me.

Larry stammered, "Good morning,Mr -Muggin."

"This is Ms. Stones, Larry. She will be my new PA. Please remember the fJay, and let us go."

Larry merely gave a nod. I was stunned, just standing there. Was the person I met yesterday the same one? He used to have such a big ego, but now he just seems so kind. He most likely has a twin, in my opinion.

I felt someone put an arm around my waist and pull me in the direction of the elevator before I could even move. I realized it was Mr. Muggin's arm dragging me when I followed it to find out who it was.

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

With the exception of the incident where I nearly fell while running errands for Mr. Muggin's, the remainder of the day flew by.

I threw off my heels as soon as I got home and went straight to the kitchen to stuff my fJay. I quickly reheated the stir fry that I had left over from yesterday in the microwave because I had not eaten anything all day. It seems that my hunger was not sufficiently satiated by the pizza. I hurried upstairs to change into pajama shorts and a muscle tee in order to be more comfortable while I waited for my food. I let my hair down and brushed it as I took off my makeup in the bathroom, observing it fall in lovely waves down my back.

"Why does my hair seem like it was run over when I need to look presentable, but like those girls from Pantene commercials when I am alone in my room?" How this happens is something I ask myself out loud. My excitement bubble bursts when I hear the microwave beeping as I shrug my shoulders and exit the restroom. After almost falling down the stairs for the third time today, I skip down and head to the kitchen to eat my delicious stir fry. I remove it from the microwave, grab a fork, and shove it in my mouth, not realizing it is hot and burning my tongue.

"What the heck!" I yell, trying to examine my taste buds, which are now numb. I think it looked strange to try to look at my tongue with crossed eyes. Disregarding my parched tongue, I retrieve my food and a bottle of water from the refrigerator and head to the living area to watch a little television. cozying up on my couch. I put my food down, go through the channels, and end up watching reruns of Pretty Little Liars. Since it is the first episode of the season, I squeal when I watch fetus Ezrie make out in a bar's restroom. once I have consumed all of my food. I keep watching PLL up until my doorbell rings.

I walk to the door and open it without looking because I am confused about who it could be at 11 p.m., which was a stupid move on my part. Harry Styles was standing there, looking amazing! Well, not really; it was Mr. Muggin, my boss. His fJay lit up with amusement as he observed my outfit. I duck behind the door, blushing, to hide my nude legs.

"Mr. Jacob, what brings you here?" I ask, expressing my uncertainty.

"I came by to give you your phone because you dropped it when you tripped," he says, holding out my phone. I try to reach out and grab it, but in the process I end up grabbing his hand too. I feel heat rising up my arm and quickly jerk my hand back, checking to see if he is feeling it too. Though he appeared surprised, he maintained his characteristic smirk.

Thank you, Mr. Jaycob, for dropping it off. Is there anything else you need? I ask him as he continues to stand in my doorway.

"No, Mrs. Stone. Feel free to call me Jay when we are not at work." He answers, flashing a tiny, mesmerizing smile.

"And outside of work, Mr. Jaycob, I mean Jay, you can call me Ryle." His name rolled easily off my tongue, and I grinned. glancing upward. His eyes flicker a little darker, and then he wakes up and answers.

I will see you at work tomorrow at precisely 10 a.m., Ryle. When I call his name again, he walks back to the elevators, saying, "Do not be late this time."

"How were you able to find my address?" I questioned, raising my eyebrows in puzzlement.

He answers in a mysterious way, "I have my ways," winking as he moves back toward the elevators before I can reply. shutting the door behind me. I lean back on it, clutching my phone to my chest, and grinning foolishly. I am tired after today, so I shake my head and head upstairs to my room to sleep. Setting down my phone on the bedside table. I get cozy on my bed after pulling back the sheets, then I close my eyes. Just as I was ready to drift off to sleep, my phone starts to buzz. I reach for it and open a text message from an unsaved number.

Don't be late

-Jay

I shake my head, knowing instantly that it was Jay, and I am not shocked that he got my number because my phone does not have a passcode.

I promise not to be, good night, Jay.) I reply with a text and receive a response in less than 30 seconds.

Good night, Ryle. I smile slightly, shake my head, and return my phone to the nightstand without answering. I go out like a light when my head hits the pillow.

I had enough time to get ready and jump into the shower when I woke up the following morning. I stood contemplating Mr. Jaycob beneath the steaming water. I am intrigued by something about him, and I can tell he knows it from his arrogance. I shake my head and carry on cleaning my hair and body with my lavender body wash. After stepping out of the shower, I head back to my room to change into my tight black dress and my underwear. Given that I have ample time to style my hair. I take a seat in front of my vanity and start combing my hair of the knots. deciding on a French braid, but ensuring that some hair remains to elongate my fJay. I brush on some mascara and eyeliner to my emerald green eyes. I wear a nude lipstick instead of foundation because my skin is pretty clear.

When I am finally ready, I head to the kitchen and descend the stairs to make an iced coffee that has a lot of sugar and ice. Putting on my peep-toed black heels and heading to the door, I grabbed my cup of cold goodness despite not really feeling hungry. ensuring I had everything in order. I walked out my front door and started down Grant Industries.

When I arrived at the building at approximately 9:45, I made sure to check in with the receptionist before entering. I look around the building a little bit because I am not ready to go up to my office just yet, and I discover a cafeteria not too far from the main lobby. When I walk in, everyone is staring at me, so I quickly move to a table because I do not like the attention. Although I can see that the majority of my coworkers are female, what really attracted my attention was that they were all dressed in somewhat ostentatious attire. Some people's blouses were so tight that their breasts were practically showing through, while others' skirts barely covered their ass. I shook my head. I keep sipping my coffee and looking at my phone to see if there are any notifications to distract me from the looks.

"You appear to be quite alone over here. A manly voice startles me, and when I look up, I see a very attractive man with chocolate-brown eyes staring down at me.

"Perhaps my desire for solitude is my only motivation. I grin slightly as I bite back. Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome gives me a small smile and takes a seat across from me, not expecting my reaction.

"I enjoy getting to know you. Since I have never seen a more stunning fJay around the office, I am going to assume you are new." My name is Alexander. At the end, he winks and smiles at me.

You have only been getting to know me for a short while, but you are already making advances. That impresses me. I am Ryle Stone, the new assistant to Mr. Muggin." I tell him, my smirk remaining fixed on my fJay.

"Well, Ryle, I better get to Mr. Muggin's office before he chews your pretty little head off, judging by the way he is glaring at me from across the cafe." glancing over my shoulder, he says. I turn around, see Mr. Muggin's, and hastily turn around, gathering my belongings in the process:

"Oh no, I have to go, but perhaps I can meet you here for lunch?" Getting up, I ask Alexander.

"If you manage to arrive here unscathed, then you most definitely will." Glancing back at Mr. Muggin, he says with a laugh.

I nod and chuckle as I make my way back to the main lobby to meet Mr. Muggin, who is still giving Alexander a mean look.