Amber's eyes flicked up and all at once she was gripped by the most unusual sensation, a mixture of dry-mouthed speechlessness and heated embarrassment, For a few seconds, she literally couldn't speak as she stared, wide-eyed, at the most staggeringly good looking guy she met only once before and in the most unfortunate circumstances.
Black hair, sleek back style, sharp jawline, Ash mauve eyes with long thick eyelashes which were staring at back at her. Mortified Amber stepped back looking from his boots back to his eyes as she stood waiting for her Boss's nephew ' Mr. Alex Linden' to step out of the airport and be collected by her.
It had been three days, since the party. The next day she was instructed to pick someone up from the airport acting as a driver for her Boss's nephew. Amber felt herself sinking a deep hole as she watched him stare at her in no expression.
'Are you my driver?' He asked.
Clamping her lips shut she grabbed his very bag rolling it to the car and pushed the handle down. When she was ready to pick it up and set it in the back of that car it was swiftly grabbed by him and lifted up. Gently rest in the back and he closed the door. He got in the back with no further words. Amber felt like she was being tested by the gods. Why was she associated with the man she hated with just one conversation.
From the way he dressed, he did not seem like a normal businessman. His aura concluded he was probably one of those rich town men who had second homes in every city with a good view. He'd probably descended for a party or family event. Amber couldn't count the time she was asked to pick her Boss's international clients from the airport and drive them to their luxurious hotels for the weekend and pick them up again for a meeting with her company.
Silent, she drove him to the hotel and speed up back to her workup. She could not question her boss. She could not ask her why she was made as a personal driver to clients. But she stared at her laptop screen with the words 'Resignation'.
They were no way she could find another job like this. And the pay. The pay was worth it. Always. The reason she could live in a good apartment was that her boss made Amber her servant. Erasing the words she switch her screen off and grabbed her flies going back to work.
'Amber!'
She glanced at the closed door of her Boss's office and grabbed her finished files running to them.
"Yes?" She asked clicking her pen, ready to write down any important orders.
'Is my nephew comfortable with the hotel? Call him and see if he would like to stay at my penthouse for the week and pick him up for tonight's event at the Plaza. I expect you to be there at five"
Amber gulp, scratching off her other orders for the evening and scribbling down the 5 pm but stopped.
'At five? The event starts at 8-'
'So?' Amber was cut off by that booming voice.
"I will have to arrange the guest list and look over your client's accommodations, Mr. Evans will be arriving by eight-thirty and I have to be there to welcome him, Shall I have another driver pick your nephew up by eight?"
'Absolutely not. You are my secretary and you will pick him up, get here before eight-thirty and see to Mr. Evans'
'I thought you already had another Secretary-'
'She quit this morning, therefore you will be coming inside the event and looking after my clients, you also have to book my hotel for next weekend at the spa resort, Oh and gather the monthly finance report and have it mailed to me by 20th'
Amber was frozen. She never expected her first Secretary to quit like that. Because of her Amber could have some time to herself and now she was doomed.
"But-I"
Amber was brutally cut off by her boss as she lifted up her hand to stop her from speaking and grabbed her cell phone.
'I expect you to dress accordingly'
Said her boss as she walked out the office doors.
'But I was told I could go home by Nine' She whispered looking at her empty weekend and closing her eyes in disappointment. She grabbed her work for the night and walked out.
The dial rang a few times before the sweet voice said hello from Amber's phone.
'Chelsy, I need you' Amber begged as she ran to the car getting and pulling out the basement of the office.
'You do?'