I had just finished packing up the last box with a few of my personal items that were left around the room. I glanced up at the clock and sighed when I saw it was 11 PM. You see, my boyfriend and I are on our way to Vegas, he just got a new job as manager of the Luxor Hotel and we talked it over and decided it was a good choice. Besides, there's some beautiful sites in Vegas or at least around Vegas to take pictures of. My passion is photography, here in LA I loved it so much it was my job. Unfortunately for me, in Vegas, I had to find a new one and sadly, the one I found is some kind of personal assistant to some magician guy. That doesn't mean I can't snap pictures on the side though. I grabbed the sharpy off the floor and wrote bedroom stuff on the box then put the cap on the marker and collapsed on the floor, letting out a sigh.

"Thank the fucking lord the packing is over."

"What was that babe? I didn't understand you."

I glared at my boyfriend, he loved doing this to me. You see, I was born and raised in Finland so my accent is a little heavy. Sure, I've lived in the states for 8 years now but seeing as I talk to my parents and brother constantly along with some of my friends back home I don't think it's going to be dropping anytime soon. Jack grinned a me and blew kisses my way.

"You know I only kid with you. Your accent is adorable and sexy."

"Yea yea."

I sighed some glancing at the clock again, pretty soon here I needed to get going. My boyfriends job doesn't start for another week and thats when the house we're moving into will be ready but my job starts tomorrow morning.

"Babe you should get on the road, that way when you get there you can get at least a couple hours of sleep."

"You set the room up right sweetie?"

"Yea, sure did babe, got you into a Spa Suite in the pyramid."

I nodded a bit, that should make for a damn good relaxation place. Hell from the sounds of it maybe it has one of those nice spa tubs... I sure hope it does. I stood up from the floor and walked out of the room and down the stairs, my boyfriend following me the whole way. Now some may ask why we aren't married or engaged, well its simple really, I'm iffy on that kind of thing. I figure when you want to marry someone you need to make sure, and I mean damn sure, you want to spend the rest of your life with them. I've been with Jack for 3 years now and I'm still not completely certain he's the one to stay with for the rest of my life. I entered the living room cluttered with boxes and things of the like and picked up my over sized suitcase. Jack quickly came up behind me and grabbed the suit case from my hands.

"Now what kind of man would make there wonderful girlfriend carry this heavy thing out?"

I smiled slightly at him, he was always a polite man, always. Very gentlemen like and you could just tell he was raised with good manners. Which is part of his appeal, to me at least. I grabbed my AFI purse and made sure I had everything I needed in it for the trip, let's see, fully charged MP3 player, car keys, and snacks. Yep, I was set to go. Jack headed out the door and I followed after him, he opened the door of my ford F-350 extended cab, what can I say I like trucks, and tossed my suitcase in the back of it. Then shut the door as I walked over to the drivers side and got in the truck, Jack came around to my side and leaned up giving me a kiss and hug goodbye which I returned.

"Drive safely, call me as soon as you get in."

"Don't worry baby, I'll call you when I get there and every day until you get there to let you know how everything is going."

He smiled at me and gave me another kiss then hopped down from the truck and closed the drivers door. I smiled some starting up the engine and with one last goodbye, which was a simple wave, I pulled out of the drive way and started on my journey to Sin City. I just hope I don't over sleep once I get into that hotel room and lay down. Being late on my first day of work would not make a very good impression at all.

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"Where the hell is the new chick!? It's an hour past the time she was suppose to be here!"

I fumed, not very happy about the fact that my new personal assistant was late on the first day of work. This is already turning out wonderful.

"Calm down Criss, I'm sure she has a good excuse."

I glared at Costa for a moment before returning to my office. I'll give this chick another hour before I start looking for a new personal assistant, plus this one probably wont like me much after I get done chewing her out for being late.

--

Shit! Shit! Shit! I ran out of the elevator at the Luxor and toward the place I was told to go for this new job. How the hell did a sleep through my god damn alarm? I'm officially an hour late and I'm sure my new boss, this Mr. Angel guy, is going to be pissed. Especially seeing as I was in such a rush all I did was throw my hair into a ponytail and threw on a pair of blue jeans, and a black tank top. Not very professional I know but you know what, I'm already an hour behind. I finally got to where I needed to be and ran into a room with a bunch of people sitting around and doing work. Most of them looked up at me with raised eyebrows, probably because of the fact that I just kinda barged in panting and trying to catch my breath from my little work out to get there. I noticed a somewhat tall man with brown hair that stops about right under his ears and had blonde highlights in it walk out of a small office connected to this room, with a somewhat pissed expression on his face. I'm guessing that's my boss, just freaking great, and thats about when I paniced.

"Minä olen joten kurja , minä kohtuullinen ehdottaa toinen ehtoo ja valmis ei panna kotona ennen kuin jokseenkin neljä kotona aamu. minä had jotta lopettaa pakkaus aiemmin minä jäljelle ja minun huolestuttaa valmis ei havahduttaa we jalkeilla."

Everyone looked at me incredibly strangly at this point and I silently cursed at myself. Did I forget to mention that when I panic I tend to talk in my forgien tongue? The only one that wasn't looking at me strangely was the man that looked pissed off before, he still looked pissed off but at the same time had an amused smile on his face. Fucking Americans.

"Care speaking in English?"

Not really, no. Of course I'm not going to say that though. I gulped a bit and calmed my nerves for a second then realized the man I figured is Mr. Angel motion for me to go into his office. So I did, and took a seat at the chair in front of his desk, while he came in a second later and sat behind his desk.

"I'm guessing you're the new assistant I hired. Now I don't exactly tolerate lateness, however I would love to know what you said out there because I figure it's an excuse."

I sighed a bit and prevented glaring at this man. Collecting myself a bit I looked up at him.

"I am so sorry, I just moved the other night and did not get in until about four in the morning. I had to finish packing before I left and my alarm did not wake me up. Once again I'm sorry for being late Mr. Angel."

"For starters call me Criss. Secondly, don't let this happen again, I'll let it slide this time and thirdly did anyone tell you what your going to be doing?"

"Not really..."

I glanced at the floor as Criss shook his head. I don't know what it is about this guy but he makes me feel like I'm a freaking kid getting lectured by there parent and we all know how that turns out in the end. The child lashes out and gets in even more trouble.

"Well you see, I get a lot of fan mail that needs to be put in envelops and sent out, along with help preforming stunts and illusions. Luckily you aren't bad looking so you should have no problem being on camera at times."

I just stared blankly at him.

"I prefer being behind a camera taking pictures, then in front of one."

"I'm talking about a video camera here."

"Again, I prefer to be behind a camera, not in front of it."

"Then you have two options, find another job or stick to this one and deal with being on camera."

I glared at this man, bad move on my part maybe, but honestly I didn't care at this point. However he just laughed slightly at me, go figure I find a boss thats an asshole.

"Fiery forgien girl temper. You're perfect, you'll keep me amused."

"So glad I can be of service."

I spat back at him and for once he didn't look too pleased.

"By the way, this job also includes non scheduled hours. If your needed for anything you'll be called."

I sighed a bit, guess that means I can't exactly go out and take pictures when I want to. That kind of sucks, but I don't want to sit back and let my boyfriend bring in all the money. That wouldn't be fair for one and for two, I'd feel useless.

"I think thats about it, other then the fact that I need to know how to refer to you... I mean Mrs. Valo, Ms. Valo... what?"

"Gabby."

"Alright Gabby, go out and talk to Costa, he's sitting at the table right outside the office. He'll put you to work."

I nodded a bit and got up to leave, but Criss called me back before I got out the door.

"Just a question, do you even know who I am? Most girls in your position would be hyperventalating by now."

I just looked at him dumbfounded, he's a magician, there's many of those in Las Vegas...

"Guess not, this should be interesting then, and a little easy on me. At least your not some fan girl that wants to get into my pants."

I just raised an eyebrow and walked out of his office not wanting to even ask what he meant. I went over and found Costa, who was a really nice guy, unlike my boss, who seemed a little full of himself. He showed me what I was going to be doing around this place and after about an hour of explaining things to me I started work.

--

I got back to my room at about 8 PM and laid back on my bed sighing to myself. First day of work was too much to take to be honest, I mean my boss is a dick and the only good thing about working for him is the fact that somehow he has some really nice people working for him or with him. I really don't know which. My hotel room phone started ringing and I glared over at it, I really wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone so I decided maybe if I answered the phone in my native language the person would hang up. So I picked up the phone and brought it to my ear.

"Hyvä päivää"

"That bad of a day baby?"

"Ohh, Jack, hey sweetie, I didn't know it was you. My new boss is a complete ass so I was trying to avoid anyone and everyone. Why didn't you call me on my cell phone?"

"I figured why waste your minutes. Sorry to hear about your boss babe, but everyone has to get at least one crappy boss in life."

"This is my first."

"Aww, want me to come out now baby?"

"No, I want someone there to watch and make sure the movers don't steal anything. Plus you have to finish up out there before coming here."

I heard a loud knock on the door of my hotel room and sighed some. Just wonderful.

"Babe someone's knocking, I have to go."

"Alright sweetie, I love you."

Once again the knocking got louder, followed by that horrible voice of my boss yelling that he knows I'm in here.

"Lempiä te kanssa" (Love you too)

I hung up the phone and went to the door, swinging it open and staring at Criss with a pissed off look.

"What do you want you jackass?"

"Now thats no way to talk to the man that pays you."

He walked past me and into my room, I shut the door with an annoyed sigh. Who does this guy think he is? I mean really?

"I'm off the clock, I can say whatever I please. Now what do you want?"

"I came up here to talk to you about your application. I overlooked it and realized you've never had a job like this before."

"No shit, and I was kind of hoping I'd have a nice break after work."

"No reason to get snappy."

I glared at him and just figured I may as well just give up. I made my way over to my bed and sat at the end of it staring at Criss, wanting to know what he was getting at here.

"How good are you at photography?"

I perked up a bit hearing that, it was a passion of mine and I loved talking about it.

"Call my last few bosses and ask them. Unfortunately I have none of my work here with me, its all back home until the end of the week."

"I've already called them, they've all said that you were fantastic, I wanted to see for myself because my regular photographer took a hike a while back and we need someone to snap some pictures for the upcoming season."

"I'll do it."

He really didn't need to say any more, I don't care if I can't stand the guy, he was offering me a chance to use what I'm really talented at.

"How soon can we set up the photo shoot?"

"Um... next week sometime, I wont take pictures with any other camera then mine."

"Which is in boxes back where you use to live right?"

"Yes."

Everything went quiet for a while, I didn't understand why he didn't just leave. I mean it's quite obviously after one day that we don't exactly get along well and he already asked what he came here to.

--

I sat on the chair staring at Gabby for a bit. I don't know what it is but even though I was pissed this morning because she was late she was absolutely breath taking. Not to mention her accent was one hell of a turn on. Sure, it didn't seem like she liked me but even after meeting her there was some sort of attraction there for me, thats what I really came up here for, to do something about it. I mean, it's not like I've ever been turned down before. I got up and made my way over to Gabby, she looked at me with a raised eyebrow as I pulled her up to stand in front of me. Wow, I never noticed before but her eyes are absolutely beautiful. No girls here, at least that I've seen, have that shade of green eyes.

--

I looked up at Criss somewhat confused, what was this man doing or planning on?

"What's going on her--"

I was cut off by his lips crashing into mine. I honestly didn't know how to respond to this, it was the first time a man came on this strong with me, not to mention in my mind sparks flew with it. Even though I was confused I ended up wrapping my arms around his waist and kissing him back. My mind in a constant battle with me over the situation, telling me to pull back, that I barely know this man, that I just met him today, but the damn heart stepped in and told me to enjoy the moment and for some reason it was screaming louder at me then anything else. The kiss was fiery, passionate, wanting, and pretty much nothing I've ever experienced before. Snapping back into reality I pulled back out of the kiss and shook my head a bit.

"Why the hell did you do that!?"

Well, ok.. in all fairness I kissed back, and I really had no room to yell at him for kissing me.

"Why are you yelling at me when you kissed back?"

And obviously he noticed that I didn't really do anything to stop it but I did in fact embrace it.

"I did not!"

I know, I don't really have any real cause to fight this fact but I'm going to try like hell to. However he one upped me by kissing me again, which again I returned, stupidly. Now I really have no proof in this matter because I've kissed him back twice now. His tongue pushed between my lips attacking my own tongue as we fell back on the bed. Eventually I found myself in a bad situation, hands were roaming, clothes were being threatened to be pulled off, kisses and bites were going everywhere, along necks, earlobes and lips. I needed to stop this. I was a taken woman for christ sake. I pushed Criss away and quickly got up moving to the other side of the room.

"Why do you keep stopping this?"

"For one thing I'm spoken for and for another I don't know you! I don't even know why I let it get this far."

He sat up with a weird look on his face, but as I looked closer it looked more like someone had given him a hard slap right accross the cheek. Obviously he wasn't use to being turned down. Well here's where all that changes for Mr. Angel.