"He's a douche." Those are the first words I heard to describe my new boss when I'm in the elevator on the first day of my new job as the PA to Nicholas Ride, owner of Ride Industries. Now, I'd figured they were exaggerating a little, I mean no one could be that bad when they were only 26, right? Wrong. Douche was the understatement of the century; I would have to say devil spawn was more accurate. He was a Scrooge reincarnated. I'd never met someone so…so…I don't know, uptight maybe? In my entire life! Unfortunately for me though I'd had to suck it up and get over it because loosing this job was not an option.

I'd been there for two months now, silently blending into the background and only appearing when needed which I tried to keep to a minimum because if I had too much contact with my egotistical stuck-up boss in one day I'd end up taking my frustration out on poor unsuspecting people, like my nanny for instance. I love Leanne, I really do but sometimes not even I can understand how someone can be so stupid.

I'd go in early to make sure everything was perfect for his arrival, his folders would be placed neatly on his desk in order of their importance, make sure his office was absolutely spotless, run through his plans for the day to make sure that everything is in order and then wait until I get the call from John.

Who is John, you ask? Well, he's Mr Ride's chauffeur and my new best friend since I came to work here. It was a mutual hatred of our boss that brought us together. I'd only been there a few days but had found out the hard way that being on time was very important and I'd run into John in the parking lot. We got talking and agreed that he'd give me a call when they left Mr Ride's apartment building every morning and in return I baked him cookies. A pretty good deal if I say so myself; of course as a result Ari was getting a little plump thanks to the cookie jar Leanne kept on raiding for him while I was at work.

My phone gives a buzz and I snatch it up on the way out the door. "Hey, John." I greet cheerily.

"Maxie, how are you this fine, fine morning?" he chuckles and I roll my eyes.

"Well, it was going pretty well but I have a feeling that it's about to get extremely bad." I grumble pressing the button for the elevator.

"Yeah, I would make that an extra strong if I were you." I hear him shuffling around a bit and a second later a very angry shout can be heard.

"Oh joy of joys." I huff stepping out of the elevator. "He's in that good of a mood, huh?"

"What's taking so bloody long?" Mr Ride barks and I wince.

"I can handle him, you just hurry." I tell John as I jog across the street to the little café where I'd get Mr Ride's coffee.

"Thanks, Maxie. I owe you one." I put the phone down and push past the line of people waiting very patiently for their energy of the day but as we have all noticed I've got an extremely pissed off boss who I have to greet in less than five minutes.

I get tons of protest as I rudely shove my way forward but Nudge catches my eye and waves me to the front already holding out a cup.

I grab it and hardly having the time to call a 'thanks' behind me I shoot out the door just as the limo pulls up in front of the Ride Industries.
"Shit!" I growl dodging the cars as I ran across the street hoping to catch him before he throws a hissy fit at not finding me upstairs and ready for him as usual.

John jumps out to quickly open the door and Mr Ride just about takes flight with the speed at which he exits the car.

"Hi John. Bye John." I greet quickly whizzing passed.

I catch Mr Ride as he disappears into the elevator and just manage to squeeze between the closing doors at the last second.

I hold out his coffee and he takes it wordlessly taking a big sip.

"You have an appointment at nine with James Lorenzo to discuss plans for-" I start, opening my diary to flip through today's appointments. I know he's not listening to a word I say but I'd rather rattle on at him when he's not paying attention and have the excuse that I told him when he forgets and gets snippy with me.

"Cancel everything." He interrupts finishing off his coffee and handing me the empty cup just as the doors open.

I frown. "Mr Ride, you've already cancelled twice. I don't think a third time would be wise." I'm internally hoping that he'll just agree and go to the damn meeting because I'm the one who has to put up with James Lorenzo's bullshit when he realises that he has once again shoved to the side and trust me, he is not going to be a happy camper.

He turns his onyx eyes on me and I know it's hopeless. His chiselled jaw is set and his eyes are glimmering with its usual does-it-look-like-I-care? So I settle for scratching out the entire day and scribbling down notes to contact everyone and arrange for another day.

"Is there anything you need?" I ask as we walk into his office. I'm hoping he'll say 'no, I'm good. You know what? You've been such an amazing PA, why don't you take the day off?' but really, that'll never happen.

"Peace and quiet would be nice." He rumbles and I grip my diary until my knuckles turn white. I truly hate my boss.

Sigh…another one, I know ;-) but the thing is that my other stories actually require planning, and imagination so I figured I'd do a normal one to try and get back into things.

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