Chapter 2

• One week had passed since I took the job at Miller Corporations as my Step-father’s personal assistant. I can’t lie there weren't any challenges, but Justin had been very patient with me, walking me through the ropes without minding the inconvenience.
• I walked into Justin’s office with a steaming cup of coffee in hand. “Hey… I know it is almost noon but I thought you could use another coffee since you have got a lot on your schedule today.”
• He looked up and smiled. “Wow, and I didn’t even have to ask. I know it has only been a week since you resumed, but believe me, you are the best Assistant I ever had.”
• I raised an eyebrow, giving him a half-smile. “Oh, I know you’re just pulling my leg,” I said, my voice light but teasing. “But thank you anyway. It’s good to know I’m already your favorite.” I said as I placed the cup gently on the table.
• He chuckled as he picked it up. “Believe me, you are the best.” He said right before turning back to the monitor screen.
• I leaned back slightly, crossing my arms. “Well, if you say so.”
• He laughed again, and I couldn't help but admire the sound of his voice. I looked at his arms; his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing the tattoos on his wrist.
• The closest to his wrist was a date etched in elegant roman numerals, I had always been tempted to ask him what that date stood for, it must mean some important day for him. He also had a cute compass inked on his upper wrist.
• “The meeting is in thirty minutes, you might want to comb your hair and fix your tie.” I said softly, my eyes locked on his tousled hair, he had probably messed it up from running his hand through it.
• “Oh, please help me out,” he asked as he took his eyes off the screen for a second.
• I nodded, my heart racing as I approached closer. If only he knew how much effect he had on me by just sitting there and getting work done.
• I stood behind him and combed his hair backwards; he had very soft oily hair. I silently prayed he didn’t hear my heartbeat as I fixed his tie; the scent of his cologne did crazy things to my body, my hands were literally trembling.
• “Okay, let me take care of that one.” He chuckled as he noticed me struggling with the tie.
• I laughed shyly and stepped back, rubbing the back of my neck with my head down in embarrassment. “Yeah, I should probably pick up the files we need for the meeting, I will be in the car.”
• Thirty minutes later…
• I paced around the restroom with tears rolling down my face, why did this have to happen?
• My phone rang for the sixth time, it was Justin calling. I couldn’t answer, what do I tell him? I had the files for the meeting but I couldn’t leave this restroom.
• When it rang again, I summoned the courage to pick up. “Hello...” I tried to keep my voice stable.
• “Olivia? Where are you? The meeting has begun already, did you miss the road?” There was worry and concern in his voice.
• My voice failed me as I broke down in tears at the sound of his voice. “I am so sorry, Justin. I don’t know how this happened, there were no signs, it just came out of nowhere, I am so sorry.” I cried.
• “Olivia? Are you alright? What happened? Where are you?” he asked immediately, his tone changing.
• “I… I am… I am in the restroom,” I stuttered. “I sincerely don’t know how this happened, it came very early and the stain is much, I am so embarrassed…” I said amidst tears.
• “Olivia calm down, what came? Take a deep breath and tell me what happened,” he asked.
• I swallowed hard, holding back my tears. “It is my period, my skirt is badly stained and I don’t have any spares with me, I am a mess right now, I don’t know why… I… I…” the rest of the words were stuck in my throat as I began crying again.
• There was silence on his end and then I heard the sound of a chair moving over the phone. “Justin?” I called nervously.
• “Stay where you are, Olivia. I am leaving the meeting now and I will be with you shortly, just tell me everything you need and I will bring it to you.” he announced.
• I froze, both scared and surprised. He was coming here? What about the meeting, was he going to abandon them?
• “Wait, no you don’t have to…”
• “Olivia, are you going to tell me what you need or should I call your mom and ask her?” his voice cut through my stammer.
• “No! Please don’t call my mom!” I screamed immediately.
• Knowing her too well, she would just yell at me, scold me for being careless, call me useless and blame me for everything.
• “Okay, I need a tampon…”
• Less than twenty minutes after listing the stuff I needed, there was a knock on the restroom door. My heart raced, unsure if it was him.
• “Olivia, are you there?” I heard Justin’s voice call out to me.
• I took a deep breath before slightly opening the door and poking my head out.
• “Hey, are you alright?” He asked softly.
• I nodded, looking down in embarrassment. I couldn’t bring myself to face him.
• “I got everything you asked for, here.” He said, handing me a nylon bag.
• “Thank you,” I muttered. “Just give me a moment.”
• “Sure.” He said calmly and turned away.
• I closed the door and walked to the restroom counter, I checked the bag and it had everything just the way I requested, a new pair of clothes, tampons and tissue, he even topped in a mini sanitizer and handkerchief.
• I couldn’t help but get all emotional and teary, probably my period messing up my mood.
• I quickly cleaned up and changed into the fresh clothes, then packed the stained ones carefully. I cleaned the bathroom floor where I had accidentally left a few drops of blood.
• Today was the worst day of my life. I have had my periods since I was fourteen and there had never been a day like this. What would I have done without Justin??
• After I was done, I walked out still feeling embarrassed and he once again asked if I was alright or needed something else. When we got into the elevator, I noticed he didn’t have his suit on, he had probably left it in the car and I felt bad for having to make him do this.
• “I am sorry,” I said as we got into the car.
• He turned to me in the passenger seat. “You don’t have to be sorry about anything, Ollie. Shit happens.” He replied softly.
• I could feel my heart thumping in my chest. How could a man be so perfect?
• Justin dropped me off at home before leaving for his penthouse where he spent most of his time. I stood outside as I watched him drive away in the Bentley.
• If only he didn’t meet my mother first, she didn’t deserve a Justin Miller!
• Maybe if my mother had found me a man like Justin, she wouldn’t have any difficulty convincing me to get married.