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JENIFER'S P.O.V

I woke up on time for my first day at work. I decided to wear off white shirt and black pants with black heels. I did my make up minimal and left my brown hair open with just a clip at back.

"Are you ready Jen?" Natasha asked from outside.

"Yes yes coming."

I came out my room. Natasha was all ready in black pencil skirt and baby pink shirt. She really was beautiful. Carter was lucky.

"Come on let's leave." I said.

"Wait first have some breakfast. Carter made it for us before he left for his work."

"That's so sweet. I am hungry too."

Within 10 minutes we both were in Natasha's car proceeded to Wilson Clothing.

"Hey I wanted to ask Mr. Wilson asked for the coffee yesterday. How does he like it? Any specific?"

"He likes his coffee from the canteen itself. He likes his coffee strong, so two shots of expresso will be good and then the normal process."

"Alrighty."

"Don't worry. Mr. Wilson is rude, strict and demanding but I know you are dedicated. You will work it out."

"Hopefully." I smiled.

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I went to Mr. Wilson's Cabin as I didn't know what to do. But I kept my purse at my space. Natasha showed me where the past assistants used to sit.

I arranged the table with all the files on one side. I poured water in his glass. I kept business newspaper on the table as Nats told me he likes to read them first thing in the morning. After arranging everything I decided to go to the pantry to make his coffee. He will be here in 15 minutes.

I had my way to pantry. I took a cup poured two shots of expresso. Then added water and milk. I added one cube of sugar. I thought for a moment and added a pinch of cinnamon in his coffee. My mother used to make this coffee. And it used to be my favourite. I hope he likes it.

I entered his cabin and placed the mug on a coaster. I was about to pick a newspaper to read something when a deep voice startled me.

"Early aren't we Ms. Martin?"

I turned around, "God you scared me." I placed a hand on my chest.

"I didn't plan to." Mr. Wilson said and came towards me.

He seriously looks so handsome. How someone can be so handsome?

He wore a blue coat and pant with very light blue shirt.

"Good morning Mr. Wilson." I smiled.

"Morning."

He took a look at the table all arranged. He smirked seeing it.

"I assume you asked Natasha about everything." He sat in his chair.

"Yes, I did. Here is your coffee. And here are all the business newspaper you would like to have a look."

He took a sip of his coffee. His facial expressions changed.

God Jen why did you add cinnamon to coffee on the first day? You don't experiment on the first day, you stupid lady!

"Who made this coffee?" He spoke.

"Huh?" I mumbled.

"You very well heard the question Jenifer."

"I-I made it." There I said it!

"There is something different in this."

"Yeah. I added a pinch of cinnamon powder. My mother used to make such coffee for me. I used to like it. But I'm so sorry I changed your daily coffee routine. I will go and just make another normal one for you Mr. Wilson." I said and started going out of the cabin when he stopped me.

"Jenifer!!" He somewhat yelled.

"Yes?" I turned around.

"I liked it. In fact I want you to make the same coffee everyday for me now." He gave me a small tiny smile.

"Really? Thanks then." I shrugged.

"Um, what would you like me to do today?" I asked in the most formal tone.

"For today, go through each file of our competitors, debtors, creditors. I know you can't mug up all that. But remember the main ones. Second, send bouquet of yellow roses to Ms. Marie Boult saying do not contact me from this moment. Otherwise consequences will be worst. Third, I am the chief guest for NYU Post graduation ceremony. Just recheck my speech for it. My PR must have already emailed it. That's it for now." He said in one breath.

Oh my goodness!

"Alright Mr. Wilson."

And I left his cabin, to do the tasks he told me to do.

Get to work Jen!

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Date: 8/5/21
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