Chapter 5
Happy she had succeeded, Jordan sat in front of her new boss, both of them looking at each other. He was looking handsome, she admitted, with his sparkly green eyes, but his hair was slicked back with gel and it was super annoying. Hot CEOs would ruffle their hair in a way that girls would fall. What a geek.
"One more thing. " Jordan said. "Two, maybe."
He raised his brows in question.
"I want an advance payment. "
"What? "
"An. advance. payment. " she repeated slowly like he was an idiot. Like he wasn't.
"You have not even - " he began then stopped talking. He looked angry. "It's only staffs that have worked here for at least a year that can get an advance. Wait till the month ends. Your working month I mean. "
"I can't wait. Why else do you think I came to work? You think I'll stoop so low to blackmailing if the need wasn't urgent? "
He studied her. "Why do you need it, if I may ask? "
"No you may not ask. Mind your business. "
"Well, this is my business and I need to know! " He yelled. Thank God his walls were sound - proofed.
"Are you giving me the money or not? " Jordan snapped.
"So you'll run and never come back? " He narrowed his eyes at her. "Is that why you came? To beg for money? You should have just told me you were from a charity organization and you needed money. "
Furious, Jordan stood up and slapped him. Craig was shocked. He held his face in pain. The obviously fake gold rings she was wearing on five fingers made it hurt badly.
"I will not let you insult me." She growled.
Craig got mad. "I'm letting this go because you could destroy my life; but know this; no one hits a Vicario and gets away with it. No one. "
"Watch me." She shot back. "Now, please give me the money." She stressed the 'please'.
He brought out his cheque book and started writing.
"Three months. " She chipped in.
He stopped and looked at her in anger. She waved her phone at him.
"Don't try to act funny honey. I have one of E! hot reporter number. I could send in a click." She winked.
Damn her! No abusive words Craig. This woman could bring out the worst in him; dear heavens she already did on their first meeting. The thought of it made him feel uncomfortable. Don't think about it!
He looked at the phone in anger. How he wished he could smash it. He wrote a three months check nevertheless and handed it over to her.
"There. Three months. "
Jordan read it. "5,000?"
"Did you expect less?" He asked feeling a bit proud of his reputation.
"More!"
Craig scoffed in disbelief. "What did you steal?" He intoned.
"Shut up." She slipped the cheque with her phone into her bra - Craig noted warily. How was he supposed to steal the phone?!
"Thanks anyway. What do I do for you now? " She looked up at him and caught him starting at her breasts.
She frowned. "Hey! what the hell you starring at?!"
Craig blushed. His ears turned pink and his forehead red. "I'm - I'm sorry, what were you saying? "
Jordan decided to let it go. The poor guy has probably never seen bare boobs before.
"I want to start. "
"Okay." He handed her the file Benjamin had given him. "Here. Summarize my schedule like this."
He stood up and walked to his mini library and brought out another file. He gave it to her. "That was my former secetary's work. I want it that way, or better."
"Yes boss. " Jordan mocked. "Where's my office? "
"Ouside, there's a chair and desk with a computer for you. "
"Okay. Any other thing? "
Craig sat. " You'll be in charge of my business calls; you'll ask of their names then ask me before directing it to me. You'll do the same to my visitors. "
Jordan nodded.
"You're also in charge of my coffee and my lunch. I eat before coming and also at night. "
"Yeah right. The housemaid." She muttered.
"That's all for now. "
"Okay. " she jumped to her feet.
"One more thing, I don't like your outfit. You need to dress like someone working in an office, and your piercings, reduce them."
"I love my piercings! "
"Please. " he said.
"I'll only reduce them." She opened the door.
"Fine. And I need an application letter. "
She leaned on the door. "What do you want to do with that? "
"Your qualifications, your name, your age, address and so on. "
"Qualification, high school graduate. Name, Jordan Vegas. Age, 25. Address, was kicked out yesterday. "
"What? " Craig asked
"What? "
"First of all I need it in typed form, and I'm sorry about your accommodation issue. "He suddenly felt guilty for judging her. "Is that why you needed the advance?"
Jordan was not at first sure why he was asking but she could see he was feeling guilty.
She nodded. "Yes. And it's not enough. I need $6,000 more."
Her rent was $1,000 and the casino money $10,000. She hoped he would give her more advance. But would he fall for her lie? Wouldn't he be like 'Who the hell rents an apartment for $11,000?'
Craig nodded. "I'm sorry I was rude. Go to work now."
"Thank you." Jordan breathed. It seemed billionaires rented houses for more than that.
She walked out then, sure he would give her money before she left, $1,000 or $500; something would come out of him. But that wouldn't be possible if she fucked up in her work. She decided to make sure she did the work well and efficiently.
The table was not dusty, it was as if it had never been empty. Turning on the computer, Jordan started the summary of Craig ' schedule.
Fifteen minutes later, a call came in. Jordan picked it up.
"Vicario oil and gas, how may we help you?" She smiled. She was so skilled at this job.
"This is Dr Pete from John Hopkins hospital, Orthopedic section."
"Hello Dr Pete... " Jordan smiled seductively. He "You sound hot. I'm Jordan by the way. "
"Uh..hello Jordan?" He sounded embarrassed.
"How old are you?"
"Uh...34?"
"Oooh...really? Is this your number? Just in case I need a hot guy to...you know -"
"Jordan!"
Jordan looked up and saw Craig standing before her, his face twisted in anger.
"What? "
"Give me that." He snatched the receiver. "Hello Pete. Good morning....yes...I'm so sorry.. sure I'll be expecting you...okay.. okay..bye. "
He looked at Jordan as he dropped the receiver. "What was that about?"
Jordan shrugged. "He sounded hot and I couldn't miss the chance. "
"Of what?"
"Of a hot stud, you know..I need a sex buddy."
Craig balled his fists. "Jordan, if you need one, go to the streets, not here! Not in my company! Not as my secetary!" He sighed. "Please."
"Sorry." Jordan said, sounding not at all sorry. "And you're lucky I apologized. It doesn't come by a lot."
He gave her a look. "Have you made the summary?"
"Yup. Just to print. " She clicked print. The printer made a beeping sound and the file slipped out. "Here. "
He took it and studied it, one hand in his pocket. Jordan admitted he looked hot that way. She looked away feeling a catch in her chest. What the hell Jordan?
"This is good."
"Thanks. " She said dryly.
He turned to go back to his office. The phone rang and Craig turned to look at her.
"Hi, Vicario oil and gas, how may we help you?" She said all these without loosing contact with his eyes. Their green depths were so mesmerizing that she felt lost in it for a while. Craig walked towards her and pressed the 'loudspeaker' button.
"This is Nana. I want to speak with Mr Vicario, please? " Craig smiled and Jordan gave him a look. If Craig didn't know better, he would have thought she was jealous.
"Hello Nana, who are you to him please? "
"I'm his Nanny."
"Nanny?" Jordan covered her mouth and laughed, while Craig blushed in embarrassment.
"Hello Nana. I'm here."
"Hey cuddly bunny, how are you?"
"I'm fine."
Jordan did not stop mocking him. "Have you peed in your diapers yet?" She whispered.
"You didn't tell me you had gotten a new secetary. "
Craig cleared his throat. "Uh yes, I unexpectedly got one today."
"She sounds nice."
Jordan felt an unexpected warmth seep through her. Craig narrowed his eyes at her to indicate he didn't think of her that way.
"Yes Nana. I only go for the best."
"I don't doubt that. I'm proud of you. Well, I called to say I won't be home for dinner."
Craig frowned. "Why?"
Jordan rolled her eyes. "Stupid question. " She mouthed.
"I eh..have a date?"
"Oh that's good. Have fun, I'll find something to eat."
"Oh no I'll prepare something before I leave."
"No no it's fine. Bye. "
"Love you bye."
"Don't say a word." Craig commanded Jordan as soon as he hung up.
Jordan shrugged. "But I can laugh right? " She bursted into laughter before he could say anything. His cheeks flaming, Craig practically ran into his office.
"Great ass by the way!" She called.
He shut the door with a bang.
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With Love
M. Jay.
⃖Chapter 4
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