"That outfit you got on is cute, turn around so I can see you twerk that ass.”
"Omg Tori, I'm not fooling with you, it's too early in the morning." I said barely able to catch my breath. I could always count on Victoria to make me laugh.
"So how you feeling? Are you nervous? It's kind of written all over your face." Tori said.
"Very, like it took me forever to get ready this morning. You know how it is when you just wanna make a good impression and show you can do your job well?" I said as I placed my coffee cup in my dishwasher.
"Yeah I know babe, just don’t sweat you got this. If it's nothing else you know how to do, you are a woman who knows how to handle her business. Go in there and takeover that place ma!" Victoria said starting to amp me up. Victoria was so right. I didn’t know why I was nervous. Any other job I had, I literally ran the place. This would be no different.
"Thank you girl. Imma make sure to call you after I get off to let you know how everything went," I smiled.
"Ok boo, have a great first day." Victoria exclaimed as she blew me an air kiss through the phone. I absolutely adored facetime. Placing my phone in my bag I glanced around the living room to make sure I had everything to bring with me. Looking in my full length mirror I told myself this was gonna be a good day and nobody would fuck it up. Jacob C.O. and his associates had no idea the type of chick they had on their hands. I was gonna be in full game mode and ready to take over that office and before the end of the day Jacob Young and his partners would know that they made the right choice in hiring me. Grabbing my bag and car keys to my Lexus, I headed out the door with a swish in my walk. Only success was in my future and unlike in my past I always let a nogood nigga ruin what I had going on for me, but from here on out I was gonna be my own boss and calling the shots in my life. Blasting Feeling Myself by Nicki Minaj ft Beyonce I pulled out my driveway with my shades on without a care in the world.
Chapter 2 –Jacob
Today was already starting off on the wrong damn foot. A brother just couldn’t catch a break, ever since I stepped in to my office at 9 the phone had been ringing off the hook. I still had a ton of previous cases left on my desk from the night before and had a meeting with my new assistant in the next fifteen minutes or so. I had been on full go mode and was happy to have someone finally come help me in the office that hopefully I could depend on and trust. The last two assistants I had only lasted two months or more. I was a strict boss man, but for good reason. A man like me was consistently working and whoever was for me or my firm had to be on their A game. To put it bluntly, the last two bitches that I hired were sorry and only looking for special privileges or either tried to fuck me to move their way up. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciated pussy just like the next dude, but that didn’t mean I was desperate. I didn’t want some easy female to bed for a night and just move on. Which is why I made it my mission to keep my workplace free from any unnecessary distractions by not mixing business with pleasure. Well, at least I tried to. Turning around in my chair I decided to take a moment to gather my thoughts. Looking at the view before me I couldn’t help to admire Las Vegas and its scenery.
It was always so full of life and the position of my office was in just the right spot to see all of the casino's and nightclubs nearby. On evenings when I had to pull all nighters I would love to look out my office window and see the bright lights of the city before me. Starting to daydream I heard a knock at my door, then my secretary Mrs. Williams stepped into my office.
"Mr. Young....... Aaliyah Powell is ready to see you."
Checking my watch I was immediately impressed. For the first time an assistant was not only on time, but actually early.
"Send her back," I ordered.
I immediately took out all of my paperwork and contracts to be looked over. I was ready to get straight to business. I was already having a pretty fucked up morning and I just wanted to get down to business.
Knock, Knock. Looking up, I saw before me the sexiest brown skin woman I had ever laid eyes on. "Ok Jacob focus, keep it professional," I said to myself in my head hoping my hard dick wasn’t showing through my slacks.
"Ms. Aaliyah Powell, nice to meet you." I said extending my hand to shake hers.
Her skin felt like silk so soft and smooth.
" It’s an honor meeting you Mr. Young. I hope I'm not too early,"
Aaliyah said as she looked around my huge office. I could tell she was intrigued by the magnificent view of Vegas from my windows.
"Enjoying the view I see." I clearly interrupted her thoughts. "Your office is amazing, everything looks gorgeous." She said smiling showing off her pretty smile.
Pulling out all of my work cases and loads of paperwork on my desk, I realized I was being a little too easy on Ms. Powell for it to be her first day working with me. I had to test her to see where her mind was at.
How was she gonna take me serious as her boss if I was sweet talking her. This was an employee of mine and no matter how beautiful she was I had to remember to keep shit professional. "So Mrs. Powell I'm sure you know how being an assistant works. My work days are very busy as I went over with you in the interview process. I need you to be on point at all times, my schedule has to be ready first thing in the morning. I expect my coffee to be on my desk right when I arrive at work. You need to be around me or ready to be at my side at all times while you are on my clock in case I'm in need of anything. If you're not going to be at work, I will need for you to let me know at least 48 hours in advance."
"Wait 48 hours in advance?” Aaliyah questioned me looking puzzled. “At my old job as long I notified my boss the day before it was okay for me to call in as long as I had a legitimate excuse." Aaliyah stated with an attitude.
"Mrs. Powell, let me explain something to you. I am in charge of this law firm. I am the head and backbone of this company. I need someone who can be available to me all of the 8 to 16 hours that I am here.
All of this was explained to you when you contacted my office in need of employment. So if you know you aren't going to be able to be available we can end this now and you can find you another job with playtime hours." I hissed under my breath.
Just when I thought she would be different than the previous women that I had hired. I instantly became annoyed. Already she was asking about my 48 hour requirement. 48 hours was enough time for me to find a replacement in case anything unexpected did come up..
"I didn’t mean to offend you in anyway Jacob.” Aaliyah tried to assure as he smoothed over her dress."
" It's Mr. Young and you could never insult me." I said with an attitude.
Aaliyah was looking uncomfortable and that’s just the way I wanted her to be. I had a no bullshit type of policy that I lived by. I wanted her to know upfront that my time was valuable and not to be fucked with.
"Now if you will excuse me I need to take this phone call." I said as my phone started to ring. “Mrs. Jones the receptionist will show you to your new office." I said as I walked out of my office.
Aaliyah looked as if she wanted to slap the taste out of my mouth. I couldn’t help but to chuckle to myself. She better pick up her mouth if she was gonna last long working for a nigga like me.
Aaliyah
I couldn’t believe the nerve of this man. Did he have to be so damn rude. He tried to scold me like I was a child or like was my daddy or something. I could already tell Jacob was one of those self centered lawyers who thought the world revolved around them. "Ms. Powell, hi I’m Mrs. Jones, your office is right down the hallway." The secretary said.
My office was already set up for me. I was surprised to see my name on the door. The cases were already piled up high on my desk along with my agenda for the day. My office was very private and small. Not so extravagant as Jacob's. I guess he really wanted me to feel like a true assistant.
“Mr. Young said he will be back in the next two to three hours. If you need any further assistance you can always contact me at the front desk and I will get Mr
. Young on the line for you until your business cellphone comes in." Ms. Jones stated.
"A business phone?” I interrupted her in the middle of her rambling.
"Oh yes!" Mrs. Jones chimed...Mr. Young feels that it is very important to keep his assistant at close reach while at work." She said pulling her glasses down to her nose sizing me up and down.
Mrs. Jones was a very short stocky woman with glasses. She had grey hair but didn’t look a day over 35. Based on my assumption of her I noticed three things, that one she was the eyes, two she was the ears of this office. The third was that she looked as if she hadn't had any good dick in a while. I would make sure to keep my eye on her. It was always that one person on the job that always tried to keep tabs on everyone and be nosy as fuck.
" Any questions?"
She asked as she started to walk out of my office.
"I'm good for now." I said as I pursed my lips.
Closing the door behind her I was glad to finally be alone for the time being. Even though the space was small I was gonna make sure to give it that Aaliyah boost. I couldn’t stand a dull space and this office just had no absolutely no life. Looking over the papers on my desk I saw that Jacob had a lot going on. Nothing was organized. He had different cases mixed up and tossed all over the place.
Rolling my eyes, I wish I could have just ran to the nearest exit, got in my car and just smoke a fat ass blunt. All of the work before me would take at least a couple of weeks to get all in order. I didn’t want to feel overwhelmed, so I carefully started to sort through all the paperwork and seeing which papers belonged in which folder. The only way for me not to feel overwhelmed was for me to breath in and out, I had worked for several firms in the past. I knew I could handle the heavy workload all I needed to do was pace myself.
Skimming through all of the documents I realized that Jacob had a lot of celebrity clients. A lot of them were newcomers just making themselves known on the scene. One thing was for certain, they all trusted Jacob with their cases. By the time I was done sorting half of the files laid out on my desk, I realized it was going on 5:30. I hadn't heard anything else from the Jacob or Mrs. Jones. No one bothered to check up on me. So much for a first day or a true welcome. Maybe Jacob had got tied up in court or something. Shit my clock out time was 6:00 and I didn’t plan on being here a minute later than I would have too.
As I started to wrap up my work and log off my computer my office phone began to ring.
"Ms. Powell," I answered on the second ring.
"Never answer the phone like that." Jacob cleared his throat. “You say, Jacob Young and CO this is Ms. Powell, how may I assist you.” Jacob sighed on the other line.
"My apologies Jacob. I just thought since this was my office that would be okay. It won't happen again." I reassured him.
" Anyway I know I was supposed to come back to the office today to see if things with you ran according to plan, but court went over longer than expected and we lost a case. I really need to touch bases with you on a few more matters. Usually I would allow my assistant to have the weekend off but due to the fact that I just lost a case and that I potentially may have lost a client because of it, I really need your help this weekend going over some inquiries for new clients to consult with.
So, with that being said I will expect you back tomorrow at 8 am sharp." Jacob demanded. " Mr. Young, is that really necessary? I'm already halfway done with the paperwork that you left me with today. I really wanted to get settled into my new place over the weekend." I tried to insist.
Hell, this was a lot to take in. Why should I have to sacrifice my first weekend in Vegas to work? "Ms. Powell, these are my requirements. You either can follow them or find another job." Jacob barked.
I was really tired of this dude throwing that up in my face. Damn I understand that he had a rough day and lost a case, but that didn’t give his fine ass an excuse to talk to me like I was trash. Not only was Jacob handsome, he was gorgeous, standing at 6'1 with chocolate skin and he had a dazzling white smile and chiseled chest to match. All of those good looks gone to waste because of his nasty attitude
My father always told me that no matter how beautiful you looked on the outside that if the inside didn’t match you were still ugly and Jacob Young was just that. Knowing I had to check him I had to make sure that I didn’t let the street in me come out and cause me to lose my damn job.
"Listen Jacob, now I'm new to this city and I would love to work for you, but I feel that you are not treating me with proper respect. All I want to do is help you and do my job, but I refuse to work for someone who cannot show me the proper respect in return." I spoke.
I truly was afraid of what he would say next. Even though I had stood my ground it was still the possibility that he could fire my ass right on the spot. I would have no choice but to move back home. I couldn’t afford to stay in Las Vegas without a decent paying job. After a moment of silence he finally spoke.
"Ms. Powell, I apologize if I came across as rude or arrogant. It's just I really need the help in my office this weekend but only if you are available. I know you must think I'm a jerk." He said, finally starting to sound somewhat apologetic about how he talked to me all day.
Within hours this man went from pleasant to rude to back to being a sweet talker all in an 8 hour time period. Sipping my tea, I couldn’t help but to shake my head. He gotta suffer from bipolar disorder or something.
"How about Sunday I come in and we can finish up whatever you need assistance with?" I finally caved in and agreed to help out.
Shoot, he can have me on Sunday, but Saturday was off limits. I definitely planned to finish setting up my place and sightseeing around Vegas.
"Sunday will be perfect I’ll make sure that Mrs. Jones gives you her copy of the office key so you can let yourself in. See you then Mrs. Powell.” Before I could even say goodbye I was left on the line with only a dial tone to keep me company.
"Well ain't that a bitch?" I said to myself.
Jacob
“Jacob, how could this have happened?" Shapiro asked me pissed. He was just as mad as I was because he had just lost the case against his ex wife, Bella.
Bella and Shapiro had been married for 5 years. She was an upcoming singer and he a NY Times bestselling author. The couple shared 5 years together and 2 beautiful children. Shapiro cheated on Bella with her best friend and she filed for a divorce from him soon after. Immediately after the divorce was final she took him back to court and demanded that he pay 15,000 dollars a month in child support. I really thought we would win. Her demands were not only outrageous, but a little overboard. Who the hell would want to dish out 15,000 dollars a month for child support?
Shapiro offered to pay at least 5,000 dollars a month in child support along with shared custody of the children. I thought it was a pretty fair deal. Bella's lawyer was on point. I can admit I was having a pretty shitty day and wasn’t delivering my A game. Bella ended up not only getting the 15,000 dollars in child support but full custody of both children.
"I'm so sorry Shapiro. From this point, we can file a motion for the courts to overrule the decision. We can fight this but it will take time. Until then, you will have to follow the judge's order and pay all court cost.”
"What the fuck?!" Shapiro yelled in frustration. “Nigga, I'm not made out of money. Not only do I have child support but now I gotta pay your ass. Plus, my agent, my rent, and bills, what the fuck do you think I'm made out of money?! I was depending on you Jacob.
You said you would have my best interest at heart and that we would win. I haven't come out with a successful book in two years, so what makes you think I can even begin to afford that type of monthly payment?" He asked with his head in his hands.
Shapiro was angry and for good reason, but he had to have known in the back of his head that there would be a possibility of him losing. I always fought for all of my clients until the end and the fact that he was sitting there trying to say that I just left him out there to
lose was really starting to grind my gears. If anything, I knew I was a damn good lawyer and no one was going to question my work ethic.
"Shapiro, all I can tell you is that I'm truly sorry. I really tried my best. If you want to discuss this further you will have to contact my office Monday." I informed him giving him another copy of my business card.
" Man fuck your card!!” He fumed, as he ripped my card into pieces and stormed off towards his car.
"Shit!" I yelled irritated. I was fucked if I lost him as a client. Word around town would spread around fast that I had lost a case. His coins were greatly appreciated in my bank account. Getting into my 2016 Dodge Charger I decided to call the office to check in on Aaliyah. She gave me some excuse of how she couldn’t come to work tomorrow.
After exchanging words and her checking me. I realized that I couldn’t behave like an asshole. At this point, I really couldn’t afford to lose another assistant. I knew my attitude could tend to push people away and even though I had threw it up in her face more than once that she could leave and find another job, the reality was that I truly needed her. Since I was done for the day I really needed to kick back and have a drink. A glass of Hennessey was calling my name after the fucked up day that I had. Pulling into Dino's Lounge I decided to go grab a couple of drinks. The place was always lit no matter what time of day you went. No to mention the sexy ass servers that paraded the bar half naked looking for change and tips.
Hearing my cell ring, I rolled my eyes I knew it was nobody but Mrs. Jones aka Amanda hitting my line again. I regret keeping her as a secretary after our drunken encounter together. She was only still around because she was damn good at her job. Ever since that one night we shared together she always calling my phone and being extra clingy. Two things that I hated. I really had no intentions of taking it there with her. I mean the pussy was good, but Amanda was married.
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