Chapter 3: The Assistant

I woke up the next morning tired as crap. I trudged to the bathroom, taking a shower and getting ready. I took my suit out and put it on. Then I put on light makeup , red liquid lipstick and pinned my hair up in a professional bun, leaving some wisps out. Once I was done, I looked in the mirror and saw how the girly suit hugged my curves. The suit jacket was a little tight, making my boobs look bigger than usual. To sum all of that up, I looked sexy as hell. I reached down, grabbing my briefcase and black pumps and went downstairs, straight put the door and into my car. I didn't have time to eat breakfast because the first meeting was starting in five minutes.

Time to get to work.

I sped down the road, running through red lights, ignoring the honking and cursing from the angry drivers.

I just flicked them off.

It took me ten minutes to reach my destination. I jumped out of my 2015 Rolls-Royce Ghost, fixing myself in my window. I took a deep breath, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

"You can this." I told myself as I walked up to the huge building. I stopped and looked up at the sign.

Austin Enterprises.

"You MUST complete this mission."

I heard Mr. Longs voice in my head. I straightened my back and walked into the building with confidence.

The first thing I noticed when I walked into the building were the lights. Chandeliers were hanging off of almost every part of the ceiling. I looked around and saw the plush red walls and carpet. Velvet. Nice touch. It was a very beautiful building, but I was wasting time. Straight ahead, there was a receptionist sitting behind the desk. I walked towards her, and tapped the desk when I reached it.

She stopped typing and looked up, obviously irritated.

"What?" she snapped, looking me up and down like I was beneath her. I definitely don't have time for this. I leaned against the counter.

"Look here lady, I don't have time for your nasty ass attitude. Now if you would tell me which meeting Chandler is in that would be great." I snapped back, narrowing my eyes. Her eyes widened slightly as if she wasn't used to new people challenging her. Well she chose the wrong one to mess with. She looked back at her computer and typed something, then looked back up at me.

"He's in his first meeting right now, room 320, third floor." she said, still eyes me up and down through narrowed eyes.

I turned and walked away to the elevator, not even bothering with a thank you. She didn't deserve it. I reached the elevator and clicked the 'up' button.

Ding.

I stepped into the elevator, and saw that a man was already in there. The doors closed and he loked at me and smiled.

"Which floor miss?" he asked.

"Oh, number three please, thank you." I answered, smiling back. He clicked three and the elevator started moving. I noticed that he had on a burgundy top with brass buttons going through the middle of the top. He also had a matching hat and pants. Elevator man? Wow, fancy fancy.

Ding.

The elevator doors opened.

"Here's your floor miss..." he trailed off.

"Its Terri. Just call me Terri" I said, stepping out of the elevator.

"Alright miss Terri, have a great day." he said still smiling and slightly waved. I waved back and started walking through the hallways. There were so many doors and corners I got lost twice before I finally found room 320. I opened the door and stepped inside. About forty pairs of eyes glared at me.

Oops.

"Well don't just stand there. Come in and close the door." The man in the front of the room told me. He had gray hair that was neatly groomed and his face was clean shaven. He had piercing green eyes and was wearing a nicely pressed black suit. Grant Austin. He was pretty decent for a 52 or 53 year old man.

"Hello? Young lady did you not just hear what I said?" he asked, irritation creeping into his voice.

"Oh, sorry sir." I said, slightly embarrassed. I stepped in fully and closed the door. Looking around, I saw lots of old men and women. Except for one person.

Chandler Austin.

"Now what's your name young lady? And why are you here?" Grant asked me, raising an eyebrow.

"My name is Terri Daniels and I'm here...umm because uhh..." I couldn't get the proper words out of my mouth. Shit! I didn't plan for this to happen.

"She's my new assistant dad. I hired her yesterday." Chandler said in a bored tone, saving me from further embarrassment and suspicion. Grant nodded his head at me.

"Okay then, take a seat next to Chandler please Terri so that I can finish this meeting." I hurried to the empty seat and sat down. I peeked at Chandler from the corner of my eye. He had jet black hair that was slicked back with gel, and had piercing green eyes like his father. He wore a button down white shirt that hugged his body like a second skin. It took all my will power not to face him completely and take him all in.

Jesus Christ no one told me he looked this delicious in person.

I shook my head to get all these thoughts out of my head and tried to pay attention to whatever Grant was talking about.

Suddenly, I felt a hand grab my thigh. I looked up at Chandler with wide eyes and saw him smirk. He pulled me closer to him and leaned down to my ear.

"I never hired an assistant. I don't know who you are or why you are here, but I will find out." he whispered in my ear, squeezing my thigh even harder. I froze. Not good. Not good at all.

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When the meeting was over, I hurried out of the office, hoping to get as far away as possible from Chandler right now. Of course I wasn't so lucky.

He pulled my arm and turned me around.

"Meet me in my office, 10th floor last door on the left. Now." he said glaring at me. I yanked my arm back.

"Fine." I said, walking to the elevator.

The elevator took me to the 10th floor and I walked past the secretary when she wasn't looking and slipped inside his office. He wasn't here yet. I sighed in relief and walked around the spacious office. On his desk were pictures of him and his father, his mother, and one of his girlfriend. Ugh. She needed to go in order for me to completely seduce Chandler. The less time it takes, the faster I get my money.

"Why are you touching my stuff?" I gasped, dropping the picture frame I had picked up of him and his girlfriend. I bent down and picked it up, placing it back on his desk. I twirled around and he started walking towards me. He kept coming and didn't stop until my back hit his desk and our chests were basically touching.

He leaned down and narrowed his eyes.

"Who are you and what the fuck do you want?" he asked, slamming his hands on the desk behind me, trapping me between his arms. I gulped. All of this was definitely not part of the plan. His biceps flexed as he gripped the desk. Man he has a bad attitude. I decided to calm him down.

"My name is Terri and I'm here to work for you Chandler, nothing more I swear. Stop being so paranoid." I said, placing my hands on his biceps, pushing him away. He moved back, sighing and rubbing his temples.

"Alright, I guess I believe you. I need an assistant anyway you have perfect timing." he told me as he walked behind his desk to the chair and sat down. Of course I do. "All of this work is already too much for me and I can't keep up with the simple things. So you will keep track of what I need to do, business wise like meetings and stuff and also my personal life. I hope you are proficient in what you do." he said, closing his eyes and groaned painfully, rubbing his neck.

He seemed really tense.

"Need a little massage Mr. Austin?" I asked, innocence laced in my voice. His eyes snapped open.

"Oh no, that's...it's okay, I'm-" I had already made my way to the back of his chair.

"Just let me work my magic Mr. Austin." I whispered in his ear.

I grabbed his shoulders and squeezed. He was so tense!

"Relax Chandler, just relax. Stop being so tense and just let go."

His shoulders slowly relaxed, and I began to massage his shoulders. I kneaded and rubbed slowly, releasing all the tension in his neck area.

"God, that feels so good." he moaned under his breath, leaning back into my hands. This is perfect, now I know how to get him relaxed. Let's see how far he's willing to let me go in his relaxed state. Only one way to find out.

My hands traveled down to his collar, and down to his first button. His hands flew up, ready to stop me.

"Trust me Chandler, I know what I'm doing. I know how to make you feel good." I whispered in his ear, grabbing his hands and placing them back into his lap. My hands went back to his first button and unbuttoned it. Then the second one, third one...

Once all of his buttons were unbuttoned, I went back to massaging his shoulders, letting his get comfortable again. When I was sure he was comfortable, I bent down and leaned into his back, hands trailing down his muscular torso. I heard his breath stop and he growled when my hands came back up, my nails leaving marks in its path, loving the feeling of his muscles flexing under my fingers.

"Terri stop. Don't start something you won't be able to finish." he choked out and started getting up. I pushed him back down, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and leaned forward.

"What if I do want to finish what I started, hmm?" I asked him, playfully nipping his ear in the process. I then pressed my lips to his neck and hummed, loving his reaction as the vibrations went down his body.

Suddenly, he stood up and faced me.

"I can't do this, I barely know you and I have a girlfriend, Stacy, and I love her" he said, running his hands through his hair. I slowly walked up to him and placed both hands on his bare chest.

"Stacy huh. You know you want me. I know you want to finish what I started. But we shall save that for later I guess." I stated, kind of disappointed. Maybe next time. Back to business. "We need to meet tonight to go over everything that I need to do and what you have planned for tomorrow." I told him.

"Alright, we can go to dinner tonight and discuss it while we eat. I'll pick you up at eight o'clock sharp." he said, buttoning up his shirt, sadly.

"Okay see you tonight Mr. Austin." I said as I walked to the door.

"It's Chandler. Not Mr. Austin." he corrected. I opened the door and turned around slightly.

"I'll only call you that in bed, Mr. Austin." I replied, winking.

I laughed when I heard him let out a frustrated groan as I walked away. This is gonna be a fun night.

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