I recapped everything that happened behind the closed door of Mr Hots office to my best muse Sam. She listened and made face expressions when it was needed. When I was done, I looked at her, expecting a follow up question but she didn't give any.

'Excuse me Miss. Didn't you hear everything I just said?' I asked her.

She nodded a yes.

'Why are you quiet. You usually have a question or a mockery statement to make.' I was really confused.

Sam and I have been best friends since secondary school. She understood me, loved almost everything I loved, not being pressured into doing so. She watched creepy series like me and criticized people if she felt like. I always thought if I find a guy like Sam, I'd marry him or worse, leave the country and marry Sam. Luckily for us, we got our dream jobs outside Nigeria, still in Africa.

'He likes you though...good thing you didn't lose your job,' she said and nodded in approval to what she said. 'I don't know what he is planning but be careful...I don't like him one bit,' she added and looked in his office.

'Are you blind? He is so perfect Sam... sometimes, I just want to...to...you know, just for the fun of it.'

'It's not about his outward appearance. It's about the inside,' she responded. I laughed quietly.

'What will I be looking for inside?' I winked at her. She looked at me with eyes bulging out of it's sockets.

'Not that inside, you dirty bag. I mean his heart. Jeez, you need to give your life to Christ. I need to work, you're distracting me,' she quickly rolled her chair back to her desk. I smiled. I love my best friend.

The recap

'You have a new job. You will no longer be a marketer  but my personal assistant. I know you're smart, that's why I chose you. I see the way you stare at my office. I swallowed my saliva hard that he heard the sound. 'Don't think for a second that I like you, you ain't that beautiful either... so do your job properly.'

I was furious...so blunt like he knew me very well... but became calm when I responded to his demeaning statement.

'And who do you think you are?' I asked, angry from his insult...he didn't even know me. 'Also, my name is Rebecca...no short forms for you... Rebecca is very much appreciated,' I added, fuming with rage inside.

'Allow me to formally introduce myself, Miss Feisty Phoenix,' he replied and adjusted his suit, 'I'm Adrian Walker from Canada and the general manager of E-Jhay TV.'

My chin dropped. At this point, I was so ashamed, still praising myself for standing up to him, Mr Hot or Not.

'I'm sorry sir. Is there anything I can do for you, as your assistant?' Questions ran through my head...he was too young to be a general manager, that takes years at least... lucky him, still arrogant though.

'No... actually there is.' He walked to me, face too close to mine, I could feel his breath pouring on my face. 'Hold your tongue next time. You're lucky I like you, it's easy to lose your job with that attitude, Phoenix,' he winked and waved his hand at me, as I walked out.

I came back to my senses. Maybe he did like me. Personal assistant...too close to him...his house, food, water, files... everything. I might stop crushing eventually I smiled things just get better and better.