I looked at him with eyes widened, shocked on what he said, “Why would you offer me that?”

“So you could do your job? I mean it will be easier for you to do it,” he leaned back on his chair, “I won’t fire my secretary, don’t worry. You will just become my, hm, let’s say... my personal assistant?”

The Young Director

A young Director at the age of 25.

I stared on my MacBook, still thinking if I should accept his offer. Well he had a point, it would be easier for me to do my job.

I received an e-mail from Mr. Perez, asking me to meet him tomorrow to discuss the progress of my task. Maybe I will just ask him about Marco’s offer? Ah! This one’s frustrating, huh.

Morning came and I am now on the elevator to meet Mr. Perez. I was wearing a beige shirt and a black pencil skirt paired with my black heels.

“Good morning, Sir,” I greeted the moment I went inside his office. And as usual, he gestured me to sit on the couch and I did.

As soon as he sat in front of me, I handed him the folder that holds my report regarding my job. It contains the basic information about Marco Javier, just the informations I took yesterday.

“It’s great. I’m also amazed that he was only 23 when he became a director of a real estate company,” he said while nodding lightly. “I’m intrigued with the reason he became a director at the young age. If it’s possible, will you ask him why?”

I’m not sure if he will tell me the reason, I think it’s quite confidential. “I will try.”

“It’s no longer new to you, Miss Vasquez,” my brows furrowed after hearing his words. Does he know? “I know that you befriended a daughter of a Senator when you were on your 3rd year. It was also when you were a member of the school paper.”

“How?”

He smiled, “Of course, I will know. I’m one of the persons who helped the club to publish your works anonymously,” I didn’t knew about that...

Well, he was right. I befriended someone just to know her father’s activities. We were five in the club who had that task. No one knew about that, aside from us and the club moderator. Their dads who does dirty works before were now behind the bars. Thanks to us... I guess?

“I was asked by Mr. Javier to be his personal assistant so it will be easier for me to do my job. Shall I accept his offer?” I asked, shaking off the thought of Mr. Perez knowing the most dangerous thing I did before.

“Oh. Good thing he offered you that. Yes, you should accept it. And for the meantime, I will lessen your work so you could focus on your task.”

After having a talk with Mr. Perez, I went to the 7th floor where my cubicle was. I had to get some of my stuffs since I might not come here most of the times.

Some of my workmates greeted me and I reciprocated it. Some were asking how was the task I was given and some were a little jealous because I had to meet a hottie everyday. She was exaggerating, I know.

While I was fixing some files, my phone beeped. I take a look at it and it was Mr. Javier who texted me.

From: Marco Javier

wru

Wow. Is this how a director texts?

To: Marco Javier

Office. Why?

After I sent my message, I took the folder I was looking for then picked up my bag, including my phone.

When the elevator opened, I saw Mira. One of my colleagues, she was also my club mate before. She smiled but when her smile faded instantly when she saw the folder that I was holding.

“Are you back at it?” she raised a brow.

I shrugged, “I guess?”

She sighed on my response, “Don’t do it if you don’t want to lose someone again,” she tapped me on my shoulder after saying those before going.

I was about to step in the elevator when my phone rang, Mr. Javier is calling.

“Hey,” I stepped on the side so the other employees can take the elevator.

“Were you coming?” he asked.

“Uh, yes. I’ll be there before lunch, I think,” one of the employee asked if I will also take the elevator but I just shook my head. There is no signal inside and I am still talking to Mr. Javier.

“Okay, great. I’ll wait you then,” he said and he hung up.

Oh crap. I should have taken the elevator! Now I have to wait until it goes up again.

My phone beeped.

From: Marco Javier

don’t eat lunch. eat with me.

“Athena!”

I turned around to see Gio walking towards me. I smiled at him and waved my hand. Gio was also my club mate and my blockmate at the same time. We’re close friends.

“Hey!” our fists bumped when he got closer.

“I did not see you yesterday on your cubicle. I was thinking if I should pay a visit later to see if you are sick but I changed my mind,” I chuckled on what he said. He really is thoughtful of others. He was like that to everyone, especially to me and Mira.

“I was working outside so you won’t really see me,” I answered.

“Anyway, are you on your way to cafeteria? Let’s eat lunch, my tre—” his words were interrupted by my phone. Marco’s calling again.

I excused myself to Gio before taking the phone call. I even distanced myself a bit so he wouldn’t hear. Gio showed me a thumbs up, saying that it was okay.

“Do you need anything?” I asked after answering the call.

“You weren’t answering to my texts so I decided to call you,” Oh. “What do you want, Chinese food or Japanese food? I’m ordering a food for us.”

“Anything would do, I’m fine,” I looked at Gio who poked me. He then pointed the elevator, meaning we could take it. “Hey, Mar— I mean, Mr. Javier, I’ll hung up. I’m on my way there. See you.”

“Who was that?” Gio asked when we both stepped in on the elevator, he pressed the 3rd floor where the cafeteria was.

“Marco Javier, he will be featured on next month’s release. And I’m assigned to get to know him and stuffs,” I shrugged, “Oh! And by the way, I’m sorry, G. I’ll just treat you some other time!” I said when we were on the 2nd floor. He was already outside when I told him that, I smiled apologetically.

I was now riding the Uber I booked when my phone beeped.

From: Gio

Heard from Mira that you’re at it again. I thought you hated doing that thing?

I did not replied. I will just meet him and Mira later after work, I guess.