I am fucked!

Chapter 4 (Aron's POV)

You see, most days being me is not too bad.

But some days it's pure hell.

Well today was one of those days.

Rachel had her day off, because she was preparing her wedding, and I was stuck with a phone that was ringing every 5 seconds.

And I am not even exaggerating.

At this pace I wouldn't manage to get a simple check up with my programmers.

And that was something that I could not afford.

So I quickly pulled out my phone and called Rachel.

Yes I did feel like a douchebag for doing it while she had her day off but I needed her help like yesterday.

She picked up the call after only 2 rings.

"Hey boss man. Is it an emergency? I can be there in 15."

A soft smile pushed its way on my lips.

It was the first one today.

Rachel really was one of a kind and I doubt I'd ever find a better assistant.

"No, no, don't stress. But I do have a question for you."

I paused to hear her reaction first but she surprised me again with no hesitation.

"Shoot."

I chuckled lightly at her.

"Do you by any chance know anyone who would be willing to fill in for you on your days off?"

"Hmmm. Give me a second."

I could hear she cowered the microphone with her hand while she was speaking to someone. But I couldn't hear any words, just murmuring.

After a minute or two she picked back up.

"Are you still there Aron?"

"Yeah. I am here. Please tell me you have good news for me. Also before I forget. Once you get back to work, remind me to give you a raise. I had no idea how fucked up your position in our company was."

She chuckled lightly.

"Don't stress it Aron. I knew what I signed for and I am not complaining. But to get to the matter at hand. I do have some good news. You remember Mason's sister Becky?"

I dug through my memory for a second before it all clicked.

"The model that came back last week? Yes I remember you and Mason talking about her. What about her?"

"Well she retired from her modeling career and is looking for a job. She is willing to cover for me on my days off for the time being and even if no position opens up for her you could at least write her a letter of recommendation so she gets a bit of a push while she finds her way around London again. What do you say?"

I couldn't believe what I heard.

It sounded perfect, so I grabbed the chance before any of the girls got a chance to change their minds.

"Amazing! Could she start today? That's if you don't need her help of course."

Laughing she answered my question and made my day ten times more bearable.

"No worries. She will be there in 15. Have a good day boss man."

With those words she hung up and I could finally relax a little.

Only 15 more minutes of hell before help arrives.

I was checking the clock every 10 seconds, counting down the minutes before Becky arrived.

Only good 10 minutes has passed when there was a knock on my door.

I told the person to come in and at the first sight became speechless.

In front of me stood the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

She was tall, I'd say at least 1,7m if not a few centimeters taller. Long toned legs, and high heels that made them look even longer.

I didn't see her from behind but what I saw from the front looked amazing.

Breasts that were just the right size for a hand full judging from the view I had. She had a soft blue skirt and matching blouse tucked in at the waist.

But once I reached her face the real shock hit me.

The most blue eyes I have ever seen were looking back at me. A cute nose that was a bit upturned and mouth that looked more than kissable.

And those blond hair.

They reached all the way down to her ass and my mind couldn't stop the thought of her on all fours while I wrapped that hair around my hand and pound into her.

But her words broke my lust induced state in seconds.

"Hey. My name is Becky. Rachel sent me as her back up."

How in hell was she related to Mason?

I guess shock must be evident on my face because she suddenly chuckled.

"I know I look nothing like Mason. I took my appearance from dad's side while he got our mother's. But I swear we are brother and sister."

I shook myself from the shocked state and stood up, extending my hand her way.

"I am sorry for my unprofessionalism. My name is Aron. Nice to meet you finally. Neither your best friend or your brother stopped talking about you since you returned from Paris, so I must say I've heard alot but it's nice to finally put the face next to their description."

She took my hand and squeezed it tightly and some kind of sparks went up my hand at her shake.

Her smile never left her face as she spoke.

"Yeah I can say I've heard alot about you as well. All good I promise."

We got down to business and I explained what her work would be while she was here.

She nodded her head at my explanation, dropped a few questions but mostly she just listened.

But my mind kept repeating that shock that went through me when we touched.

It was something I had never felt before.

Too soon our "meeting" came to an end.

"Ok. If you have no more questions we can start working." I told her, even though I was in no hurry to see her leave my office.

Once more she graced me with her brilliant smile before she stood up.

"I think I have everything for now. But I will drop by if I have any more questions if that's alright?"

"Yes of course. You can always come in if you have a question."

"Ok. Then see you later sir."

"None of that. Just call me Aron please. We try to be as informal as it gets in our company."

"Ok. Aron it is then."

My name on her lips made my cock twitch in my pants and I had a hard time keeping him in check before he developed a full hard on.

Then she turned around and walked towards the door.

And before I say anything else, you need to know I am an ass man.

And Becky's behind, was a picture perfect.

Two round globes that just asked for my hands to touch them.

I was ogling her ass shamelessly when suddenly she turned around.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Once she faced me I tried to avert my gaze as fast as possible but judging from her red cheeks I was busted.

But she continued speaking anyway.

"Rachel told me to inform you, she would be taking her time off until after the honeymoons and I quote her: because you took away my maid of honor and will be working my ass double time now."

I laughed at those words, because they were so Rachel style.

"No problem Becky. Guess we will be seeing each other on a daily basis then."

A huge grin spread across her face before she continued her way to her office.

And in that minute it hit me.

Rachel's wedding was 2 months away.

Which meant I was "stuck" with Becky for at least those two months.

Let me put it this way:

I was fucked!