Chapter 7: Chapter 7
seven: our shitty coffee
Samantha
"With ....bringing me ten cups of coffee,answering all the calls I have to take on the front desk ,going through all the old files my former assistant didn't do correctly" he finished handling me a bunch of files I didn't even realize he was holding.
I stood there in shock ,what was I expecting a kiss? Those wattpad romance book have really gotten into my head.
He looked at me with his piercing green eyes ,I looked down having trouble maintaining eye contact with him,moving from foot to foot.
He folded his hands as he lean back on his desk" Are you just going to stand there all day or are going to work before I actually fire you."
His last statements were the magic words I need ,my legs automatically started moving on its own accord with me control them.
I muttered a "yes sir" I sprinted out of his office to get his coffee.
I dropped the large file I was holding ontop of the front desk besides his office . I forgot to asked for my office now I will have to face him again and were the kitchen was. Yes I won't be surprise if there is a kitchen here with all this space ..I mean have you seen this building.
I guess is time for dora the explora ,I walked into different rooms and finally find a room that had a coffee machine.
I don't even know how he like his coffee ,all those romance noval I read the main hero like his coffee black just like their heart..maybe he his the same ,he likes his coffee black.
Not wasting much time I prepared ten cups of black hot coffee and also prepared a cup of cappuccino for my self. I have been dying to drink a coffee and this delicious cup of cappuccino will do the trick.
I walked in to his office with a tray of all the ten black coffee in it including mine.
"Sir...your coffee is here" I said to him,handing a cup of the black coffee he took it then drank it without looking at my face his eyes glued to his laptop as I took my also about to take a sip, my mouth was already watering as the sight.
He spat the coffee away forms his mouth as if he just drank poison using his pure white shirt to clean the coffee stain round his mouth"What the hell is this.... Are you trying to kill me."
"I will i try to kill you sir....I thought you would like your coffee black."
"did I tell you that?....and what is that cup in your hands" he asked pointing to the cup of cappuccino in my hands. Not mine please!
"Oh... coffee"
"I know is coffee but what kind is that.. " he asked. Lie Samantha his going to take your hot baby from you.
"Cup..pu..cino" I wanted to lie but after seeing the much damage I have already done with the stain of black coffee on his white shirt,laptop and expensive table I decided against it. And his my boss he could fire me.
"Just what I needed...give it to me"
"But...sir i-"
"didn't you read my ten commandment rule ,rule number #5 says don't question me ..now hand me that cup of cappuccino."
I dejectedly handed him my cup of cappuccino has he told a large gulp of my glorious coffee in to his kissable pink lips . I didn't even taste it.
Stop looking at his lips ,you should be angry at him for talking away my coffee. but the sight of him licking his lips as sign of him enjoying it....I wondered how it will feel to drink that cappuccino off that kissable soft delicious looking lips ....I bet his lips is more sweeter than that coffee.
"Why are you still standing there like a watch dog...get me more coffee and that your work...I need those file I gave you by the end of the day" he shouted snapping me out of my sinful thought rudely.
I blushed feeling so embarrass as he cut me oogling at him shamelessly "And get me ten more of this" he pointed to the now empty cup in his hands .
I picked up the tray and walked out off his office to dispose them and prepare more cups of coffee for him. I'm sure this his more of a waitress job than a personal assistant job..at least you are dressed for it.
I looked down at the chef cloth I was putting on . am surprise he didn't comments on my dressing.
I severed him another ten cup of cappuccino coffee and went to do my work.
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Twelve hours later
My butt have been glued to this chair for the past twelve hours, arranging files and talking calls. In twelve hours I have drank 20 cups of cappuccino not that I'm complaining but that should be a world record or something.
Mr DiCaprio hasn't even tell me to take a break,he also has been in his office on his laptop. Instead he kept sending me more files....I don't know how much files he even have. This is all too much I can go on. I looking at the top on the front desk that held heap of files I sat by the entrance of Mr DiCaprio office it was just a small desk and chair as it serve as my probational office until am qualified to work as his PA ,I get a real office.
The former personal assistant of his did a shitty job . All the work were left half- harzardly ,in arrange and incomplete.
I was almost rounding up with the last file for the day.
"Am done" I muttered to myself as a loud yawn escaped from my mouth,I rub my eyes with my hands. I stood up and stretch my body ,I could even feel my but anymore.
I spied into his office to see what he was doing ,I wanted to summit the files and go home I was hungry and tried. It was almost past eight and am sure my step sister and mother will be dying of curiosity to know were I was.
As usual Mr DiCaprio was on his laptop typing away. I wondered what he was always typing. He wasn't exaggerating when he said he was a workaholic... he was worst than that. I bet I could do something sexy to distract him like in all those romance movies I read. I could bit my lips ,off my cloth-
"Are you going to come in or will just stand there like a creep forever" the familiar husky voice of Mr DiCaprio said said knocking me back to reality. Reality sucks!
"Unn...yes...sorry...I just wanted to tell you that...hmmm..here are the all the files you ask for and I will take my leave now" I said to him has I hurriedly placing the files on his desk not meeting his eyes but I know he was looking at me . I could feel the goosebumps as eyes was causing on my body.
"You are dismissed"I said I was going you didn't dismissed me ,I dismissed myself
"And Samantha please don't were a chef costume to work ....this is a work place not some Halloween party for teenagers" he said in a teasing tone.