The first thing that I saw were his eyes, looking so sunken and deep, he had changed from his T-shirt and his suit showed evidence of expensive tailoring, his lips were pouted in a grim look, he looked at me then at Emily before looking at me again.
Emily greeted him instantly and I followed suit, he didn't answer, he just kept staring.
"What are you doing here?" he asked Emily in a calm tone, he was still staring at me and I started to feel shy because I wasn't looking my best.
"Madame assigned me to be her maid and I am compelled to answer her every call, sir." her voice was shaky and I was surprised at how unaffected I was by his overwhelming aura.
"Why are you still in your room?" His voice was cold and dangerous, he was being interrogative.
I chose my answers carefully.
"I was waiting for your call." His stare was piercing and I felt as if I was being watched by a hawk.
"Whenever you address me-" I knew the end of the statement before he said it, I gave myself a mental facepalm and I corrected myself hurriedly, these people had a thing with respect and addressing them in the proper manner.
"I am sorry, sir!" I said in a moment of panic, he paused in his warning and he observed me again with his keen eyes.
He had a toned body and I could obviously see muscles tugging at his sleeves.
"A quick learner, I see." he said under his breath, I heaved a sigh of relief that he didn't scold me beyond that point.
"Since you are the new P.A then it's best that I show you the ropes now. Emily, take her to the designer and get her measured because she will not be working for me while she is wearing that."
I saw my effort to look professional like a piece of trash as soon as he said those words, Emily was nodding her head like an obedient sheep.
"After you do that, bring her to the courtyard where our car will be waiting, don't take more than fifteen minutes." he left without another word and I hated the fact that he had looked at me in a way that was very unacceptable, I wanted to show this brat that I had some spirit in me.
"Come, let's hurry, he doesn't like to be kept waiting." Emily said to me in a small voice.
I followed her willingly and she took me to another wing of the big mansion that I have never seen before, the place was like a house of mirrors but this time there were mannequins that wore designer dresses and suits, the tailoress was an old woman with nails that seemed too long for her hands, she welcomed us with a smile.
"Hello darlings, what can Madame Othello do for you today?" She had a wrinkled face and her teeth were crooked but she looked like a nice person.
"This is the CEO's new Personal Assistant, he said that she looked too shabby and that you should get her something more-" I couldn't let Emily speak for me, she might get the idea wrong.
"Classy and sexy, also good for the work environment as well."
My response seemed to have caught the attention of Madame Othello's curiosity, she squinted her eyes at me before smiling like an aged slut.
"What's your name?" she asked me in a cool voice.
"Diana."
"I like that name, fierce like a warrior, brave, fearless in the sight of danger, ever seen the Wonder Woman movie?"
"Yes I have."
It was so cliché for people to use the whole Diana-Wonder Woman puns on me, I've gotten used to it.
"There are many ways to get to the top, Diana, the fastest is usually the most riskiest."
I felt that she was missing the point but I didn't say anything, I just let her talk and talk until she brought out her measuring tape and disappeared into the other room and came out with three black gowns that were both classy and sexy, one was plain but it had shiny embroidery on it, the other one had a collar and a white lining, the last one caught me by surprise, it was a body con gown that stopped just a bit above the knees, it had a flower on the breast and it had a slit for easy movement.
I took the third gown and I changed into it in the changing room, they retouched my make up in a matter of minutes and I was looking ready to go and start my job as his personal assistant.
"What is going to happen to my old clothes?" I asked the tailoress.
She instantly burst into a hysterical laughter that confused me deeply because I could not point out how and when my question was funny.
"I am going to burn them, don't worry, Mi amor, I will change your wardrobe before you get back from work, you have the perfect body size." She gave me a kiss on my cheek and she waved me goodbye.
"She likes you." Emily commented with a smile that displayed on her lips.
"Why would you say that?"
"She gave you a free makeover that you didn't ask for and she wants to change your wardrobe."
"And so? I am not supposed to pay for things like clothes, food and even make-overs, it said so in my contract." Emily laughed for real now, she threw her head back and laughed like a child.
"I know about that, silly, it's just that Madame Othello is usually sad and depressed but when she saw you, she was a different person entirely, you will understand what I am saying later." She kept silent until we were out of the big house and heading towards the big courtyard.
It was a grand and magnificent manor and I knew that the place would have taken a whole lot of money to set up.
We saw the car waiting in the driveway, Raymond was inside and I could see Julian's face from the window looking so expressionless.
I entered the car with my heart thumping hard against my chest, he looked at my outfit as soon as I got in, even Raymond observed my new look from the rear-view mirror.
"Nice dress, Madame Othello deserves a raise, this month." he noted as if he was talking to himself.
"Thank you sir, she knows her job through and thorough." I replied him.
"I hope you know how to do yours, Raymond, shall we go now?"
Raymond ignited the engine and as the car rolled out of the compound, his words kept replaying in my head and it was indeed scary as I did not want to mess up on my first day at work.
That would be a disaster that would haunt me for days in my sleep because I hated embarrassing moments.