Not edited! I'm really late with the update, but guess whaaatt.. Done with the studying, and imma be posting more frequently! Pinkie promise :) Enjoy <3

Anastasia's POV

  I had already done most of the things I was supposed to by the time 'Mr. Bonner' got his fancy ass past the company gates around 7:45 am. I was already finished with the biggest drama from yesterday. Jenny got to her dorm, and I found myself a hotel room right outside the town. I still didn't have the nerves to face the people that hated my family, even though my face has completely changed from the time I was ten.

  But I couldn't keep myself together. I wasn't exactly excited about my staying in Richwood. I was definitely not excited about this job. All I wanted was a permanent job so that I could get enough money to rent myself a real apartment. I never liked hotels, and I barely slept that night. So I got to the office earlier and fixed some things up.

  My hair was tied in a high ponytail, away from my face, and just like I promised myself, I was ready to work my ass off. The jeans didn't exactly go with the fancy environment I found myself in, but the heels helped a bit. The sleeveless turtle-neck olive sweater I had on, which now I knew why Jenny gave it to me was one of the things I wished I could rip off. Uncomfortable, tight, and chocking. It was the worst day to pick it.

  However, it was still cute enough so I could blend in, at least till I convince Bonner to give me a permanent job, and the uniform that came with it. It looked way more comfortable. At that point, everything did.

  But if on some level I thought that I would satisfy 'the boss' by being there earlier, the second he was inside proved that I was awfully mistaken. The doors to his office opened almost too suddenly, but I was already done with organizing his desk. However, my presence wasn't very surprising to him, since he probably saw my purse on my desk outside his office. Repelling was the right word.

  "I told you to be here at eight." He barked the second he was in, continuing to walk towards his desk, and passing me without even glancing.

  I put my hands together, and his awfully rude attitude, just like yesterday for some reason brought out the energy in me. The irony. "And I will." I said, my voice coming out way too high. "I have," I glanced at the clock. ".. Fifteen more minutes."

  Unlike yesterday, his suit was now dark grey, and his hair wasn't as messy. It was slightly slicked back, but the cold glare he had in his eyes, the clenched jaw, and the edgy features, they all added up to his dominating and scary posture. "I don't want you wandering around my office while I'm not here."

  My sad intention to listen to my new boss and show respect was now gone, simply banished the moment he said those words. "Relax, Bonner. Everything that you own and is worthy to steal is way too big for me to take."

  However, he just ignored my sarcastic joke, and sat on his chair, looking up at me. He didn't even notice how well his desk was organized. Jerk. "You heard what I said." He mumbled plainly, making it all clear straight away as he started writing something down.

  "Oh, and I thought that the grumpiness only comes at the afternoons." I heard myself say, but I instantly regretted it. My sarcastic mouth was going to get me fired on the first day. And I was just waiting for him to tell me.

  Instead, he just answered coldly. "No, it's here all the time." He said without taking his eyes off the small paper. His statement took me by surprise, but the good thing was, I did't get fired. I still had all day to say stupid things though, and knowing myself, I probably would. "Where did you stay last night?"

  I frowned at his question, still unable to completely process his sudden concern. My arms were firmly crossed against my chest, and the fact that this man wasn't minding his own business was starting to get on my nerves, causing me to tighten my grip around myself. "I told you. I stayed with a friend." I lied.

  Without anything else, he looked up at me, handing me the small piece of paper. "Here."

  I took a few careful steps towards his desk, somehow still eyeing him, and grabbed the paper from his hands. There was nothing else on it except for two phone numbers, and a name.

  "What is this?" I cleared my throat slightly, finally looking back at him. There was this simple expression on his face, monotone and careless. I couldn't understand this man. With every day that passed, he just got darker.

  Those somehow familiar silver eyes stared back at me while I just waited for an answer. "It's a Real Estate Agency." He mumbled, and with that deep and cold tone of his, sometimes it was harder to understand. He didn't like speaking very clearly, unless it was a command. "You can call those numbers when you decide to leave that friend of yours alone."

  I looked at the numbers again, and my hand instinctively rose to my chest. Those sarcastic instincts were once again awoken inside me. "Awh, I'm touched."

  Again, that didn't even make him blink. I placed the paper in the back pocket of my jeans and before I could say anything else, I saw him gesturing with his hand towards the door, before opening his laptop.

  There wasn't really anything much I wanted from him, I was here for my job. It just broke my heart a little that he didn't even notice his newly-organized desk. When I reached the door, before I walked out, and tried doing my job as well as possible, I still had to discuss my pay, so why not do it over coffee?

  "Hey, Bonner," I said clearly, causing him to look at me for a second. "Maybe a cup of coffee will help with that grumpy attitude. I can get for both of us."

  But instead, he continued being the cold Mr. Bonner he introduced himself as yesterday. Which, reminded me, I was probably supposed to start calling him that. "I'll get it myself."

I grinned. "Great. Bring a cup when you get it." I noticed how he looked at me, and I felt a slight turn in my stomach every time his eyes laid on me. It didn't excite me, no matter how good he looked even when he was grumpy, but it simply triggered something in me. I didn't understand. With every next look, he just seemed more and more familiar.

~

By 'lunch time', I was already finished with more than just half of my work. I rearranged some stuff on my new desk, cleaned the shelves, learned how to use the programs on the computer, of course, thanks to Kristin, Bonner's secretary. She helped out a lot in the past day or so... Without her help, I would've never even gotten close to Bonner, let alone become his new assistant.

Her job was to schedule his meetings, and to make sure to deliver that information to him. My job was to be there while the meetings, do all the things that his lazy ass wouldn't. Including, being his puppy, getting him coffee, and going around to find the things he had lost, forgot, left..

However, I never got the chance to do any of that. Ash Bonner was a complete mystery. His father owned one of the most successful companies in the US. He was practically living in glass and marble. He could have anything he thought of. Though, I'm pretty sure there wasn't a thing that he missed in his life.

When I first saw him, he just seemed familiar. But when I realized he was THE Mr. Bonner, I expected something a lot more criticizing, and a lot less quiet. I expected a brat, asking everything to be done by someone else. Why else would he need a secretary and an assistant. It could be a one person job.

But being the first day of my new job... He showed himself differently. He proved me wrong, and I had to admit that to myself.

  He didn't give me a single chore that day. It wasn't like I was thankful for 'his mercy' because I wanted to prove myself. I wanted to show him that he didn't make a wrong decision hiring me. But he wasn't giving me the chance. And I was getting seriously worried that he was going to fire me.

  I found myself basically panicking by just the thought of it. I didn't want to lose the job on my first day. I hadn't even showed him that I was capable of a lot more than just sitting around on my computer. That was Kristin's job.

  My lower lip was constantly between my teeth as I went through all those possibilities in my head. The pen in my hand was clicking and I wasn't even aware that I was doing it. He didn't even call to talk about my pay. But I wasn't the kind of person that just sits around and waits. I did things my way. Yep, that's it.

Just as I pushed myself to stand up, the doors to his office opened up and I popped my ass back on the chair. My lips were slightly parted as if I was already having those questions at the tip of my tongue. But nothing came out.

  Once again, as Bonner stepped out, the first thing I noticed was his hair. Just like yesterday, it was soft looking, but messy on top of his head. Like he had been running his hands through it constantly. And just this morning, he had a perfect slicked hair style.

  He didn't even look at me, instead he took a step towards the door, wanting to walk outside in the hallway. Though I was fast enough to call after him. "Hey, Bonner, I,-" I stopped for a second, focusing on the bag he was carrying. I thought carrying around documents was my job. "I think it's about time for you to give me some kind of a chore. I dying from boredom."

  He stopped. The way those eyes looked at me, silver and light, my brain nearly froze. Confusion hit me. Why was this man so familiar? "'Sir' will do." Right. Mr. Fancy Pants. He looked around my desk, and the rest of the small room. "You cleaned this whole place up. I don't think you were exactly that bored."

  "Isn't that part of my job?"

  "It is." Once again, he had a failed attempt to walk towards the door, but I was there to stop him.

    "What about my pay? When are we going to discuss that?"

   He looked at me for a second, and once again, with that monotone, cold, voice of his, he responded. "I'll be paying you per hour." I felt a little bulge form in my chest. What was I? A babysitter?

   It wasn't like I didn't need the money that soon, but still. "Per month." My voice came out quieter than I intended it to, once again, not sure if it was a statement, or a question. I needed a permanent job. A permanent pay. Not to be someone's replacement. Even though, Bonner made that quite clear the other day.

  "You're here temporary. Like I said yesterday, just until I find someone who's right for the job."

  I felt myself clench my jaw. Yes, that was true. Yes, he said that. But why did he say it? Why did this man hate me so much? I could learn. Besides, it wasn't very polite to have to hear that you sucked at something so badly, they were already looking for a replacement. It was my first day for God's sake.

  I nearly had to bite my tongue. He wasn't going to like what I wanted to say. But thankfully, I shut myself up. The only thing I couldn't control were my actions. The pen that I intended to throw at him ended up being banged against the desk, as a little sigh of frustration escaped me.

  "You don't have to take it out on the pen." At that point, I wasn't even paying attention to the fact that he was still there, but once those words came out, something turned in my stomach. I looked up at him, but he was already leaving the room.

  Those words... I heard them before. And I knew exactly where. I knew exactly when...

  I could see the dark hair, I could hear the deep voice. "You know, getting me a drink is not going to get you my name." Those same voices, same memories that flashed through my mind for a whole week now, faded and blurry once again popped in my head. The noises, the music, the giggles. "Don't flatter yourself. I just think you could use one."

  It almost felt as if my breath had cut in my throat, and I was completely mute. My ears almost buzzed nearly as harsh as that hangover after that night. The night I met Ash Bonner.

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Finally.. Anya got her memories back! What do you guys think, was Ash doing the right thing keeping this from her? It's day one, but still... Nothing ever good happens with lying! We'll see how thing will turn out for these two in the next chap :)

  See ya soon legends! Kisses, :*