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Okay here is the second chapter! Enjoy and review! :D

It was early eight in the morning. I had awoke to my alarm around six to get ready for my first day of work. It has only been three days since my interview with Mr. Moon, and I am extremely surprised with how fast this job was handed down to me. And it pays immensely well, not to mention the great view of a gorgeous god I get to gawk at all day.

I arrived on perfect timing, wearing my favorite black heels with my white jeans and my simple white dress shirt. Being taken by surprise the same women from three days ago greeted me at her desk. "Hello , are you excited for your first day of work?" she asked smiling over at me, taking her eyes off her computer screen and bringing her attention to me.

"Please, call me Ally. And very much so." I smiled warningly at her, anxious to get to his office already. Not just because of his presence, but because it's my first day of working at such a strict, rich company. I don't want to seem rude or uneven on my first day, so I just listen to her speak.

"Well I shouldn't keep you. Good luck Miss—Ally." She smiled and nodded, going back to her screen. Breathing in nervously I made my way down the half long hallway and looked up seeing " " on the wooden closed door. I shifted my knuckles up, and knocked softly.

"Come in." he shouted through the door. I closed my mouth before I greeted him seeing him on his blackberry. I adjusted my purse around my shoulder and stood there slightly unsteady of what to do. I cleared my throat quietly very aware of his piercing eyes watching my every move. I closed my eyes as I turned my back to him and sat quietly on the black couch over on the left side of the room. I sat watching as he turned on his chair so he is now facing me. His eyes not leaving me whatsoever.

"I see…well I'm sure you're aware of what I could do…so like I have originally planned, have it here by nine." And with that he hung up, his eyes still on me "Good morning Miss. Dawson." he smiled, but somehow shying in a smirk. "There will be some contents being delivered to complete your side of the room." He placed his elbow on the arm of his chair, shifted to his left side and cupped his chin with his thumb and traced his pointer finger over his lips.

"Contents?" I questioned now realizing the person he practically threatened was because of me. In a way.

"Yes, contents." He paused, and I stayed silent. "As in a desk, a chair and some filing cabinets." I sighed in unknown as to if he needed to order all of this stuff, or he just wanted to. I don't want to offend him, so I'll leave it go.

"Until then, you can fetch me a coffee from the lounge. Dark, just dark." With is sort of playful mood swiping beneath his feet he turned back to his desk to pick up his blackberry and a piece of paper, then typing into his blackberry. I assumed copying the information from the paper.

I returned with Mr. Moon's coffee, steaming hot and purely black. I knocked before I entered and opened the door as he called me in. I shut the door behind me and walked over placing his coffee on his desk.

"You don't have to do that you know." He said reaching for his coffee and bringing the steaming cup to his lips raising his eyebrows as he sipped. "Good." He placed it back on the table reaching for some paper work.

"Do what?" I asked sitting down in the chair in front of his desk unaware if he wants me to sit here…or sit anywhere for that matter, so I stood back up before I fully sat.

He watched me carefully, his eyes moving from the chair to me. "Knock. Just walk in."

I nodded, everyone else knocks, why not make me? My thoughts were interrupted when a faint beep echoed through the room. "Exactly why I need an assistant." He hissed and pressed a white button on his desk phone, speaking into the mid air. "What?" he seemed annoyed, interrupted? But for what, nothing was happening.

"I'm sorry for this interruption Mr. Moon, but there is a moving truck out-front with some items that they say needs to be delivered to your office. Shall I let them through?" I wasn't sure who this woman was, but I'm pretty sure I was the girl I had spoken to earlier this morning. She seems uneven around Mr. Moon, almost like a little girl with a crush. But who isn't uneven around this sexy, sleek Man.

"Yes. Send them right up." And with that he pressed the same button again, ending the short call. Gazing over at me he rose. "You're contents have arrived."

I watched as three men placed the last content of the three contents into the corner of the room. The walls are a dark brown, with two big glass windows right behind Mr. Moon's desk looking out over onto the busy streets of Seattle. To go with the dark brown walls, the carpet is complete black and very flat. His desk being dark wooden brown. I looked over, my desk about three feet away from his. It's black with silver metal poles holding it up, a black three bin filing cabinet and a soft black chair on wheels.

"What do you think ?" Mr. Moon asked now standing a shy couple of inches away from me. I smiled and continued to look at my side of the room. "Very nice Mr. Moon." I turned around to face him, and watched as he eased the three men out, and he shut the door as they left. "Mr. Moon…I would feel more comfortable if you were to call me Ally—" for some reason, my words come out with pure nervousness.

"Miss. Dawson, I would feel uncomfortable if I were to call you…by your first name. I'd like to keep this strictly professional—in some ways." The corner of his lip twitched up as he brought his coffee to his tempting soft blush lips. "I'd be pleased if you were to make yourself completely comfortable here. You don't have to knock when you come in here, this is now your office too." He said moving his hand towards my side of the room. I sucked in my bottom lip and pushed out a smile.

"Please make twelve copies of this." He said handing me a paper going into details on how to make copies.