Chapter 7: [Cindii]

The rest of the day goes by in a blur. Scott flirts with me continuously and my heart just fills with joy. I don't know how this is real life, I really don't. I don't have any luck whatsoever, well let me take it back i do have luck. Its bad luck though. So i don't think that would count.
It is now six o'clock on the dot and my office phone rings.
"This is Cindii, how may i help you?"
"Cindii, its Scott. Why aren't you out of here yet. Its six o'clock already." He sounds upset, aggravated, something i can't quite place it. "I told you once six o'clock came it's time for you to go. If the phone rings even when it just hits six o'clock you leave it. There is an answer machine for people who doesn't know how to follow directions when it comes to operations around here" I can hear the smirk in his voice.
"Yes Sir. Sorry, I just thought...."
"I know what you thought. You thought you would try to be the good personal assistant so everyone would like you. But in all means it just means that people will try to walk all over you. I know your trying to do the right thing here. But just remember six o'clock means no more phones no nothing. you may go now. I will see you tomorrow morning at ten o'clock sharp"
"Good night Sir. See you tomorrow morning."

On the way home I couldn't not think about Scott. He was so kind. Made me feel so comfortable while I was around him. Sure Tammi was being a royal pain in my arse all day long but I think i know how to deal with her. I'll go home bake her some sugar cookies and see if I can maybe win her that way.

As soon as I walk in the door Tiffany is standing there with her hands crossed over her chest and suddenly theres a smirk on her face. Why would she be smirking??! OH NO !
"So Cindii-Lou how was your first day of work being the Personal Assistant to the hottest bachelor in the country? Did he try anything? Was he total bad to to the bone?"
"Bad to the bone?! Really Tiff. I don't even know what that means. How could i know.
"And no he didnt Try anything" I pouted. Where did that come from? I'm suppose to hide my feelings for Mr. Peterson like that.
"So why are you pouting? Did you want him to try anything? Oh Cindii-Lou you LIKE him. Awww my Cindii-Lou has a boss crush on  the HOTTEST bachelor in the Country. Whats he like you still have answered that question?"
"He was amazing. He was sweet. He was Kind took me out to eat at one of his favorite restaurants. It was amazing. I'm suppose to bring him either coffee or herbal tea on the hour every day besides before and after lunch and i tell you I don't even think he drinks it. I think he just pours it out in a sink or toilet somewhere. The whole day was MAGICAL. Call me crazy but YES i have a HUGE major crush on my boss."
"Thats amazing. I knew yal would hit it off. So what he's a bazillionaire. Hes HOTT."

I let her stay with that image. I  couldn't crush her and tell her all about Tammi. She is almost enough to ruin my whole day. I can not wait until tomorrow morning. Maybe i'll go by Starbucks to get Scott a decent coffee. The office has some pretty good but NOTHING beats Starbucks.

Off to dreamland after 2 1/2 hours just laying around picturing Scott laying beside of me rubbing my back massaging my sore muscles. I sure hope this goes somewhere. And I hope this feeling is mutual and just not one side. I'm going to feel ridiculous if he doesn't feel the same way!

 

Chapter 6: [Scott]

What am I doing? I never ask someone to go to lunch with me. Sure i used the excuse 'So she won't be lonely on her first day' but what am I thinking. I'm not this guy! I'm the guy that 'hits it and quits it' to say. I'm the one that doesn't stay over the night. I'm the one that doesn't have a relationship at all !

"So Cindii. I was looking at your resume earlier and I noticed that today is your birthday any special plans tonight, any kind of party to celebrate turning 27 isn't it?!"
I know how old shes turning she's two years below me. Very easy to remember.

"Yes its 27 i feel like i'm getting old rather quick like... "

"Hey 27 ain't old. If 27 is old then I'm ancient at being 29" I laugh.

"True but i don't know turning twenty was fine it half of 40 but twenty seven. Geesh i don't want to think about it. But No i don't think i have anything to do tonight. I wouldn't be suprised if my best friend Tiffany would try to get me out on the town. She's always trying to get me to go out but i'm not really a partier. I'd rather stay in. Ya know?"

"Yes I can understand that. Well what ever yal decide to do i hope its fun. Don't do nothing that I wouldn't do" I smirk. I know she likes it. She gets all red faced every time i do it. And if wink. Lordy how Mercy. I don't think theres a color that can describe how deep her face gets.

Where are all these thoughts coming from. 

"So how did you find this place? Its beautiful" Cindii says out of the blue.

"I know the chef he's a close friend to mine. He gets me into here and i can get him into pratically any concert, party or what not. Its a favor thing we do for each other. But this Place is one of a kind. He has another restaurant in New York, New York and another one coming to L.A sometime next year. I'll let him know that The Miss. Cindii Rayne complimented it." I wink.  Theres that blush again.

"Great. I'm glad im THE MISS CINDII RAYNE" she blushes. 

Oh what i wouldn't do to make her mine right now. Hurry up LA trip come next week ! I will be laying my moves on her heavily then. But until then its flirting and the 'hourly coffee trips' she's going to be bringing me over the next few weeks. Who drinks coffee or herbal tea every hour? I sure don't. Good thing theres a bathroom in my office. They are going down the drain.

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On the way back my building. I catch her staring at me, yes i was staring back at her but does she need to know that? Maybe i'll invite her everyday to eat lunch with me and see if she ever turns it down. I know i wouldn't if I was her. I'm conceded i know. I mean look at me. I'm 6ft 4in nothing but muscle. Caramel eyes and a defiant jaw bone. I can lift up to 350 lbs but i'm not over bulky. Thats the key. My tan is not fake its real. I keep a tan. If i don't then my dark black hair does not look right. I keep a tan and since i'm mixed with Cherokee Indian and there is no Irish in my family on either side the tan is pretty much there all the time. If not i will take a few days off and head to the Bahamas or Tahiti or somewhere like that to freshen it up. Yes i'm rich Yes i'm spoiled but why not spend the money if you going to have it. I only get one life and one life only. And believe it or not I'm starting to think a future without Miss Cindii Rayne is going to be crap. So I'm going to have to change this. Which is crazy because honestly its strange. I've only known her for about 7 hours and i don't want to think what my life is without her. She will be mine by the end of next year permanently. She will wear my grandmothers ring and i will buy her the most exquisite ring i can find that isn't to flashy. Come Christmas she will be my fiancee.

Chapter 5: [Cindii]

The morning goes pretty quick. Tammi shows me my office, even thou i know where it is. Guess she's trying to suck up to Scott. Oh well. He's mine and she knows it thats probably why she's acting all snob face to me.
Cindii STOP IT ! Your not suppose to think like that. HES YOUR BOSS.
Who am I kidding? Thats exactly why i'm thinking like that. I'm 27 years old. Been on a few dates but nothing serious.
A quarter to one my office phone rings.
"This is Cindii Rayne how may...."
"Hey Cindii its Scott" He interuppted "I was wondering if you was wanting to have lunch with me today. Didn't want you to feel left out and lonely on your first day of work"
"Sure Yes that would be great. Meet you at your office in 15 minutes?"
"No, I'll come get you. I'll be there in a few minutes." Click.
Five minutes later theres a knock on my door.
Knock Knock. And the door opens.
"Hey... You ready?" He half smirks.
"Yes let me get my purse and i'll be right there."

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We walk down the hallway and into the elevator and I tell you i feel so protective right now. I feel like no one can get to me. Half way down the hall Scott puts a protective hand down the small curve of my back. My body radiates heat immediately. Stupid hormones. We get into the elevator and theres this some kind of electricity floating back and forth from me to him. I glance at him and before i can look away he stares. And it goes like this all the way up.
I wonder why he's not being harsh on me today. Maybe it'll start tomorrow. I already have over half of the paperwork done and i told him but he didn't feel like he wanted to discuss the paper work with him. Its contracts that needs to be dated that he's already signed.
When the elevator pings open on the bottom floor he, once again, leads me out with his hand on my lower back. and my heart flutters... IT FLUTTERS....
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We go to a restraunt that i've never been before, never heard before and to be honest i wouldn't be able to afford. Its nice. Its Brick walls on the outside. Inside is black marble floors that you could literally eat off they are so sparkling i can see my reflection. The lighting is comfortable theres sex coming off of it. Everywhere. This isn't a place where I would bring a business partner. No. This is a place where its like your Annversairy or a special date night where maybe somebody would proposed. Stop it Cindii this is a business lunch. Nothing is going to come out of this!

Chapter 4: [Scott]

She's looking all googly eyes again. She's been staring out the window and just staring out in space. Wonder how long it'll be until i can make her mine? I've already staked claim and she doesn't even know it yet.
"I dont know about that Scott but I'll gladly follow you out of town" She says shyly.
"Ok" I say and then I give her the directions she needs to know. outfits that i want her to wear, that includes pencil skirts and silk or lace every day. She deserves silk or lace and if she can't afford it off the bat i will gladly buy them for her. So, I give her $100 so she'll be able to go out and buy her a few shirts today after work. She says she already has the skirts but i know for sure after this week with the $500 Come Monday she will be looking like my Personal assistant. And I can not wait to see her in a short pencil skirt with a silk shirt or lace.
My groin is getting tight just thinking about it.
I stand up and help Miss Candii up. "Your desk is right beside of my office right down the hall, if you turn to your right it'll be the first door on your right. Your more then welcome to personalize it the way you want just make sure you stick with Black, white, and of course your desk stays. Every desk on this floor is mahogany. But only mine and yours are glassed trimmed. I already have some paper work on your desk to do and i have my email and password and planner on your desk as well. I need you to get thru all of it by the end of the day. One o'clock is my lunch as well as yours. Lunch is an hour long. I leave the office at 6 and so will you. All of the extensions are written on a sticky pad that is on the monitor of the computer on your desk and also i want either coffee or a Herbal Tea on my desk every hour besides before and after lunch. Is that clear"
"Yes Mr. Peterson crystal clear. Coffee on your desk every hour besides the hour before and after lunch which is at 1 that lasts for a hour. and we both get off at 6oclock on the dot."
Wow this girl is good. Maybe this one will actually last longer then a week, I sure hope so. By the end of next week she will be mine. Or atleast thats the plan.
"I will see you in a hour and if you have any questions you can ask Tammi or just phone me. Make sure I am not in a conference call or a meeting thou. My planner will tell you that. Only let the phone ring 3 times if i don't answer then i have momentarily stepped out of my office or i have unexpected guess. And please call me Scott. Mr. Peterson is to professional for me. Dont you think?!" I flirt. and so it begins.
"Ok thank you Scott and i'm sorry I won't let it happen again" She blushes. and i swear her face turns all red.
"I'll see you in a hour and thankyou for coming in fiveteen minutes early to get all of this down, i know its alot of stuff to go thru but it'll work be fine. I'll help you through it for the first two weeks and then you'll be on your own"
"Thankyou Scott. I'll put my all in this job i appreciate you giving me this chance" She walks out the door and i hate to see her leave but i loved seeing her go.

Chapter 3: [Cindii]

Wow! I don't know what to say. Mr. Peterson left me speechless and my goofy self had to be asked twice to get one simple answer.
I press the stop button on the elevator and wait to catch my breath and settle my heart rate. When i step out into the white marble hall theres a large mahagony desk with a woman with red straight hair named Tammi and shes giving me the stink eye! This day just keeps getting better and better.
"Hey, i'm here to see Mr. Peterson I'm his new..."
"I know who you are. He's busy right now, you can sit over there on the seat in the corner and he'll be right out." she rudely interrupted.
Fifteen minutes pass and a big Mahagony glass trim door opens up and Mr.Peterson steps out and looks straight at me and WINKS! And theres that sexy smirk he has.
Mr.Peterson walks toward me and suddenly leans in and kisses my left cheek and introduces his self to me again.
"Good Morning Miss. Cindii Rayne I'm Mr Scott Peterson. I believe we met in the elevator" he smirks again.
"Yes Mr. Peterson i believe we did. I'm Cindii. I apologize again for my clumsiness. I don't know what came over me"  Ok i'm babbling I need to stop. Snap out of it Cindii.
"Follow me into my office and i'll get you set up. You've already met Tammi my secretary. If i'm not available then she will beable to help you. Isn't that right Tammi?"
"Yes Sir. I'm happy to help Miss Cindii. Wouldn't mind it at all" Tammi beams at Mr. Peterson. Why couldn't she be like that with me?
Wait.... is she jealous of me? Oh yeah score for me. I THINK.

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I follow Mr Peterson in his office. There's a big mahogany desk right in the middle of the room. Floor to ceiling windows out looking the most beautiful part of the city. His office is rich; very masculine but very pure all at the same time.
He allows me to sit a big plush chair infront of his desk.
"So, Cindii as you know your going to be my personal assistant. You'll be doing basically what i tell you. Little paper work. Fetching me coffee. There will be very high demands and alot of hard work. I've had eight personal assistants this year so far. They've lasted about a week a piece. Every other time Tammi has done the work but i need her to actually do her job now. This is where you come in. I hope this is not to much for you.
"But like i said" he's studying me "i'll do my best to help you get through it. Shouldn't be to bad" he said "You look smart and professional. First month your salary will be $2000 and then after that it'll be a flat $5000 and then every six months you get a extra $1000 for bonus. You will be required to go out of town with me. All expenses paid. You will get your own private room, a suite that i may add. All on the company. At the end of the week you will get $500 for more professional clothes and money to get your hair done every 6 months. nails every 2 weeks and Full body massage and full day at the spa monthly." Wow i don't know what to say i get all of that?! WHAT A DREAM COME TRUE!
"I will have you sign a NDA just because it's so much expenses paid from the company. I'm pretty sure you understand."He smirks and theres that wink again. "If you have any questions nows the time to ask them."
"No sir i dont have any questions. Just wonderin if all that is really neccessary. I mean $5000 a month and then every 6 months a extra 1000 for a bonus. It just seems to be alot of money" I don't mind the money but WOW. What am I suppost to do with all that?
"Miss. Rayne i assure you with you working for me and by my side you will be wanting the massage and spa day an the money. I'm pretty sure you've heard all the stuff that goes around here and how demanding I can be."
"Yes Sir i have. But so far you haven't been bad at all. I've seen a sweet and comfortable side to you"
"Please call me Scott. And i'm certain that will change in just the matter of time.
I don't see that happing but ok. I don't understand how everything is just a blur. From the elevator, to the waiting room, and now the 20 minutes i've been in here just staring at the landscape. The paintings on the wall and the soft bach playing in the background. I'm not much for classical music but Bach is one of my all time favorites! 

Chapter 2 [Scott]

Today started like any other day. Woke up came to work in my black Audi. And now i'm holding the most beautiful girl i've ever seen. Any other time i would be highly upset. But now i don't know whats happend. This girl is just googly eyes. She has long black wavy hair pulled up at the top. Bright bluish greenish eyes i've never seen before and the most kissable lips i've seen. They're full and plump and pinkish reddish but she has no lipstick on that i can tell just a simi gloss that smells oh so good. Her scent is a tropical coconut smell, which reminds me i have a Dubai meeting in 10 minutes as soon as my new personal assistant comes in. Probably another bimbo. Who knows. 

I've done asked her if she's ok but maybe she didnt hear me. 

"Maam are you ok? we have about 10 more floors until my stop." i say. She looks up again with them bright bluish greenish eyes and smiles. "Yes sir. I'm fine sorry. My name is Candii. It's my first day on a new job. Kinda nervous."

Well holy macaroles THIS is my new personal assistant? Deffniately not a bimbo thats for sure. She has a innocent side that i've never seen before in someone as hot as her. I'll be enjoying breaking her in as my new personal assistant.....

 The elevator pings breaking my thoughts.

"Well nice to meet you Candii. I'm Mr. Scott Peterson I hope you find your job rather fufilling. If you need any help just let me know. See you around." Haha yeah right i know who she is. She's probably thinking i don't know who she is but i do. I'm going to let her assume i don't thou.

I walk to my office and say hello to Tammi my seceratory. She's all down today for some reason. Which is strange because normally she's all happy and cheerful. Wonder whats eating at her today. Oh well guess i'll find about it sooner or later. Now on to my conference call with Dubai before little miss Candii comes in and sees what i have for her to do. This is going to be interesting.

Chapter 1 [CINDII]

   "Happy Birthday Cindii-Lou" my best friend called from my doorway waking me up. Tiffany and i have known each other since 2nd Grade. My family moved into her neighborhood when i was just 7 years old. We've been unseperatable ever since and now she is my roommate in this 2 bedroom apartment. She's called me Cindii-Lou ever since we watched 'How the Grinch Stole Christmas' one year and it just stuck. She's the only one i allow to call me that thou. Its kinda our thing.
"Thankyou Tiffy!"
"So are you ready for your first day of your job with the new hot boss?"
"No! Not so much. I'm nervous, like really nervous!"
"Whats there to be nervous about. i mean sure yes he's like super duper hot and then theres the chance where your his personal assistant" She laughs. Ok so i don't know why i'm nervous. yes he's hot but i'm NOT about to tell her that. I mean she's my best friend and all but i don't know if i can just admit that yet. and plus i don't know how to do with all of that. I'm not the girl that is suppost to think her boss is hot and i'm definitely not the type to just admit to them things.
I mean, i'm the 27 year old goody good girl that is suppost to be good in EVERYTHING. I grew up in Church I never did go out and party like the rest of my friends and pupils did. I'm not suppost to think them things. So this is new territory for me.
"O.K yes i'm scared because of that. i mean... have you heard the stories that people have said about Mr. Scott Peterson?! He's suppose to be like THE most eligible bachelor in the world. And its ME whos going to be his personal assistant as you put it. So yes it makes me just a tad bit nervous" I snap a little to harshly then what i actually meant to.
"I'm sorry, yes i know all of that. But maybe he's just another normal person or just another normal boss. Can't help to hope right?" She said hopefully and apologetic and sympathetic all in one. This is why i love Tiffany. She's all the time right and she puts it into perspective that just maybe there's a little hope that everything is going to be alright. And i absolute love her for that.
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It's now 9:45 and i'm scheduled to be at work at 10 on the dot. I walk to the elevator and push the button to go up to the 35th floor and as soon as the door opens i go to step in and run straight into a big bulky chest hardest one i've felt ever. I look up into the brightest most carmolized eyes i've ever seen and i tell you my breath is taken away. I can't speak, all i can do is just look. He holds me for 45 seconds straight. half way up to the top floor he asks "Are you ok? You look a little flushed" with a half smirk on his face. I still can't catch my breath. I don't know who this is but i have never had my breath taken away like this. I don't understand whats happening. The elevator pings on the 28th floor and a older gentleman steps off and coughs and suddenly i'm aware of whats happening. I kept my eyes trained on the mystery man and cough as well i'm so embarrassed. "I.. I'm.. I'm sorry I don't know what happend I'm not normally so clumsy" i stammer.
"No problem Miss. I'm Mr Scott Peterson by the way. And you are?"
OMGOODNESS this is my boss. and OMGEE he is F.I.N.E ! How am i suppose to work with him i just made a complete mess of myself.
KILL ME NOW PLEASE !!!

Prologue

Cindii

Today, is my birthday; July 19th. And I'm also starting a new job today as well. And on top of that i heard the CEO, boss, or whatever you want to call him is nothing but a big ol jerk. His name is Scott Peterson. I've never met him but have heard LOTS about him. And i'm going to be the new woman that is going to be his new personal assistant. Lots of fun right!? Lets hope. 

Scott

Names Scott. I'm the Owner of Petersons Enterprises INC. I'm 29 years old. Some might say i'm the biggest jerk you've ever seen well who am i kidding EVERYONE says im the biggest jerk you've ever seen, met, came across. I dont fight fair and i am 100% sure that love isnt even in my future. 

But that was right before I got a look at my new personal assistant; Cindii. Gotta feeling she's going to be the end for me.