Eighteen

I was early for Monday's workday. I had to be. I had a new job and clearly a new gleam after spending the weekend with my swain.

I had picked out a black skirt with a white long-sleeved smart shirt. I put on some black heels and carried a black bag as well.

When I arrived at the office, I decided to start my new job, a new day with a glass mug of a coffee treat for my master, Cole Anderson.

"Good Morning, "I said while entering Cole's office with a mug of coffee and a train in my hands. Cole smiled as he saw me.

" Morning, "Cole murmured while codifying on his laptop. I gently handed the mug of coffee and lines regarding the deal with Mr. Gonzalez to him. Which he'd been working on to expand the media company. He was a busy freak, always sourcing openings.

“ There are a couple of lines I told Steph to add to your new table.” He signaled to a spacious office and with some lines on it. Wow, I got to work not in an open office now. I was further than thrilled, agitated so I smiled and said “ Let me get to work.”

The day passed with me diligently so was Cole working and unexpectedly, I got no snapping or any weird vibe off him, he was just being a great hot master. Also, lunchtime arrived and I excused myself for lunch asking if he wanted anything but he said that he'd snare commodity for himself latterly. So I left the office, feeling like I had renewed my life, my job. I sat on the usual spot along with Ryan, Oli, Steph, and Edith came to join us.

The lunch bottom didn't have numerous people that day, perhaps it was the nature of the day Monday and how busy, excited it started off with the week.

“ Hey Elle, how was your first day?” Steph asked sipping on her juice.

Joyful, peaceful, calm, productive.

“ It was actually enough good.”

“ Allowed you said boring there,” Oli commented and looked down this transferred Ryan in a fit of horselaugh as we all got to understand and realize that Oli was gay.

“ Can not be boring with a hot master sitting across from you,” Oli added, making Ryan laugh indeed more.

“ Oli, you should tell us further about your swain, is he as hot?” Steph asked. That was news, so Oli was cute, shy, gay, and had a boyfriend?

. “ Well, he is nice alright but Mr. Anderson is succulent.'' Oli smiled, his eyes grinding on.

I mean we all conceded that Cole was good-looking, in every aspect.

“ How has work been for the rest of you, you know not sitting across from a hot master?” I teased. Edith chortled

Still, it has been hell not boring, “ If you put it like that.”

“ Be better off if you worked across from me.” Ryan smiled at Edith and she threw back a kittenish smile at him. You know that reminded me how single my family was. She had like a time ago and after breaking effects with the joe she had been with, she decided to stay. Stay for someone more and yes she was still staying.

“ Cute you too I do not want you dying off single.” I joked and Edith slighted my arm

“ He's a sprat Ellen, come on guys.” She raised her hands in rendition.

“ We can work Edith, age is just some shit like calculation and some figures,” Ryan said, sounding a little serious. Was he hitting on my family while we all sat at the table?

“ Are you hitting on Edith?” Steph heaved as if we all didn't read what was just passing before our eyes

“ She's a beautiful woman.” was all Ryan said and went back to join about Oils swain not being as hot as Cole.

“ I'll let you meet him.” Oli smiled

“ How about you Steph?” Edith asked

"Nope, I am staying down from men, they're inhuman, pulls, and decadents. They do not stay married to a girl, no offense intended just from my own life gests and dolor. Sure I would date a man at one point in my life, grow old with him and see our kiddies play but this time has not yet come." Steph said, causing my eyes to be widened. Those words were deep. I believed in multitudinous changes and that's because no one is perfect. There's no perfection in anyone no matter how hard we might look for it, we all fall short.

“ Sorry for those dolors,” I said and everyone additional jounced their heads in agreement.

“ But remember no one is perfect, you just keep trying when you meet someone.”

“ Wise words Elle.” Edith smiled tapping my shoulder

And we will not on drooling about other life-related issues

**************

After lunch, we made our way back to our individual workstations and I walked back into Cole's office and sat on my office. Cole was still busy on this laptop.

"What's this?"Cole snapped at me while throwing a train in my office.

"What, Sir?"I asked, picking up the train. To say I was spooked would be an understatement, I was shaking.

"All the emails of the dealers are wrong. Where is your mind when you're working huh? To a certain person whose last name is Martin?"He snapped and Isabella's eyes shot up. She was fuming. Sure she made a mistake but there was no need to drag her particular life into this.

“ Excuse me?” I replied

" Leave it, I want it all to be corrected till 1200 tonight. Understood? "Cole said

"Yes," I said and left his office along with the train. Surely the train would take two whole days to be corrected but she decided to complete this moment and throw it in the face of Cole. And with that, she started her work. I stretched my shaking hands and arms and looked at my watch and saw it was 1000 pm. She still had two hours to complete that flipping train.

" Flipping bipolar man!" Isabella murmured while ignoring the demurrers of her hands and started writing formerly again. Her stomach growled but she ignored it and kept working.

Eventually, at 1200 she completed the train and took the rest for five twinkles. I walked over to his office and said

“Mr. Anderson.”

“ Yes?”

"The train is corrected. Do you want me to put it in your hole?" Isabella asked

“ No.”

" Also what do you want me to do?" I asked

" Throw it in the tip "Cole said and my eyes went wide in wrathfulness.

"But that train is important, how can I throw it in the caddy?"

."I have got a dupe of it in my hole and I do not need another dupe of it," Cole said

"Mr. Anderson, do you have any idea that I worked on it continuously without taking any rest. I ruined my whole Friday night for this train and you're saying that you do not want it?"I lashed out at him

"Ms . Miller, Please”. He said standing up and walking towards me. He seized me by the midriff and pulled me close. He was so close I could smell him, I could breathe all of him in.

“ You're damn cute when you are frenetic.” He said, his voice is deep and heavy. He must have been exhausted from all the work he'd been doing.

“ You pissed me off,” I said, nearly yelling in his face. Now he'd the guts to hold me in his arms as if I belonged to him. I felt his right-hand move down to my butt which he seized and also roughly gentled.

Where was this going? I allowed we both agreed to try. I was doing enough well on his trying on my end and as for Me. Anderson then, he was not.

“ The skirt looks hot on you.” He leaned over my observance and rumored.

“ What happens to us, what happens to us trying, Sir?” I asked as my body began to tense from the wrathfulness I was preliminarily fuming from and the sense of him I felt as he held me tightly to his casket.

“ Trying doesn't mean we won't fail Ellen but you have a point.” He gently let go of me and went back to his maintained posture.

'Why did you correct the document when you had it all along?’

He smiled

“ I'm the master.” He also put a hair beachfront behind my hair. I felt his skin encounter against my impertinence and my oh my, my body got jitters and I compactly closed my eyes to feel him.

By the time I opened them, he was gone, sitting on his president and gaping at me as if I was a recreation to him. I felt a rush of embarrassment flush over me, so now I knew that this man knew that he had an effect on me. He knew that one verity so well that whenever he felt weary, he knew he could fluently get me shivering and fuming as well.

I cleared my throat, ran a hand in my hair, and also pulled my skirt down a little.

“ Is there anything different you need, joe?”

. “ Steph has some lines I need, you can go and collect them also start working on them.”

Or I could just call Steph, she was just posted outside his damn office. But I didn't want to argue with him or make him formulate more ways to make me miserable, so I decided to go and collect the lines he'd requested.

******

I spent the rest of the autumn sitting my butt on the office president, working lifelessly on the lines I had collected from Steph. I had to register for some meetings and some, I had to fix concupiscence back and forth. The job wasn't different from what I had been doing ahead. Being a clerk and doing tasks for the people in the company. It wasn't the easiest but it helped me pay my bills. I remember before also I was just an ordinary company pen. I concentrated on writing about celebrity gossip, some rearmost trends, and also general entertainment for the public. But that was for just many months also as given the clerk part. I must say, both places were great in their own ways, so was this bone with Cole Anderson.

I had also had the time to hear and hear in some of the exchanges that Cole Anderson was having with his mates for the media house and for his other businesses as well. I got to hear him laugh, yell at someone and just be boring to others with the vibe of not wanting to talk to them. He knew his cards.

I turned to look at my watch and saw that it said 6. I guess it was time to start packing up and also head off to my apartment. I saw a communication pop up on my phone and when I opened it, it was from Dylan and it said a simple

. -Hey Beautiful, still frenetic at me?

.Ah, from what I recall, he was the one that sounded frenetic at me, not vice versa, and ahead I could reply, a communication from Mark popped up on my phone screen and it said:

-Time to get home, staying for you in the hallway. Xoxo

I smiled a little, feeling a little knot in my stomach. I wasn't sure what reply to give because I wasn't sure if Cole was still staying back.

“ Sir, is it okay if I get going?”

. He looked at me, also signaled with his hand for me to come to his office.

“ Help me pack up those lines and for your information, you're coming with me.”

I was confused. Where was I going to be with him?

“ Pardon me, where are we going?”

. “ We're going for a meeting Ellen, I need you there as my particular adjunct.”

Still, at least now what was I to say to Mar? Stand him off when he was trying his style?

, If only he'd said it before. “ Let me get my bag also.” I walked back to my office where I picked up many of my things from lip buff to a handkerchief. I also decided to carry the lines I was still working on in my hands.

Please, help me with the briefcase.”

I rolled my eyes as I walked back to his office where pulled his briefcase along with me. He opened the door and held it for me as I sluggishly passed with the cargo of luggage in my hands from my small hand black hand on my left arm, also my right hand carrying his briefcase and my lines which I had decided to carry.

“ Ellen.” I heard Mark say as soon as we stepped into the hallway. Cole was behind me locking up his office door.

“ Mark, baby”. I smiled. He hugged me compactly and also noticed Cole's presence behind me.

“ Ready to go?” Mark asked. He sounded agitated for me to come with him and it made me feel good about our relationship.

“ She's coming with me,” Cole said, his voice being deep, rough, and serious.

Mark's face shocked confusion as he tried to comprehend.

“ Why is she not done with work Sir?” His question was more directed at Cole but I decided to answer.

“ Mark, Mr. Anderson has a meeting and I need to go with him as his particular adjunct to do my job.” Mark's mouth made an O shape and realization hit him. He ran a hand in his hair as if not sure of what differently to do in the situation.

“ Well also I understand but what time are you likely to finish?” He looked at me. Truth is baby, I had no idea, I was just a tail following along in the tail of the hot-looking master.

“ Fifty twinkles maximum, I'll make sure she's safe,” Cole responded this time. And for some reason I was sure I tasted vexation in his voice, perhaps he was in a hurry, I mean we.

Mark gave a light nod and Cole and I made our way to his auto and I watched Mark walk out on the main road, trying to catch a hack to head home without me.