MJ wasn't sure what to expect when stepping into the office for the first time. But she hated to admit that nervousness settled in her gut as the lie she created loomed over her head. 

MJ walks into the lobby straight to the receptionist desk, "Hi, Im the new hire for the personal Assistant for the COO?"

"Ms. Prescott right?" 

She nods, "Yeah."

The receptionist stands up, "Right this way, I'll lead you to his office." She leads her right into the elevator and takes her to the 8th floor.

"The person you will be assisting. His name is Mr. Wyatt.  You will be assisting him with his meeting as well as coordinate anything he needs for meeting as well as his personal life. If he needs a coffee its already there at the perfect temperature got it?"

Oh so this like Devil wears Prada type of assistant is what she thought. "Yes, Maam."

"He is allergic to peanuts so make sure you act accordingly." They both get off the elevator. Mr. Wyatt just got out of his meeting and about to head into another one in 10 minutes. You are to accompany him on those meetings and take notes what was discussed as well as any important information on deadlines."

"What are his eating habits?"

"He Usually eats breakfast at 6:00am something very light so he can eat around 10am. He eats lunch at 2pm and dinner at 7pm. So he will probably will need his brunch after his second meeting."

"Understood."

She stops in front of his office, "Any other questions about the things he likes and dislikes you can ask me or anyone in the lobby. We have been temporary assistants until he finds a more permanent one. Here is his personal card to pay for his meals and such. Good luck." She walks away, "Lets hope you last." She mutters.

A little concerned by the exit the receptionist made, she refocuses and takes a deep breath, "Here we go." She knocks and then opens the door to find two men. One sitting at a desk and the other sitting across from him. The man sitting at the desk looks up, "Who are you? I have never seen you before."

Now it's time to speak, SPEAK GOD DAMMIT! "That would be because I am your new assistant. My name is MJ Prescott."

"The other man chuckles, "Look like you got your hands full here... I'll let you settle in your new..... Assistant." He walks past me and hovers a little too long for comfort for it to be a normal pass by.

"Ms. Prescott please have a seat." Mr. Wyatt says as he offers the seat.

"You can call me MJ, Mr. Wyatt."

He pauses, "Ms. Prescott... This is isn't a place where you make friends.... Are you always so informal?" She cursed herself, she already forgot rule 3. 

"Not when it counts, Sir." 

He looks at some files, "Did the receptionist fill you in?"

"She told me you have a meeting in about 5 minutes at this point and that you will be eating after."

"Yes, Order me something light. Something with fruit preferably."

"Got it."

Mr. Wyatt stands up, "Lets head to the meeting. Bring a pad and a pen. You are going to need it." She grabs the one on the side of her. As they are walking MJ starts ordering Mr. Wyatt's brunch order she is thinking a Yogurt parfait would be good. Not too heavy and it can have fruit in it.

"It's important you write as many details as you can. I will be asking from time to time what was said in these meetings and Im going to need you to recall them."

What am I your personal tape recorder is what she thought in her head. She put a bright smile, "Understood, Mr. Wyatt."

"And stop smiling so hard it's creeping me out." He says bluntly.

He walks into the board room which gave MJ a moment to relax her mouth and take a deep breath. This man in unbearable and it's only been 10 minutes!"

"You must be the new hire." She turns to find another man behind her.

"I am."

"Jacob Ferris." He offers his hand for a handshake. Odd. Why did he share his first name? MJ takes it.

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Ferris." She says with a warm smile. " My name is MJ Prescott." 

"You don't mind if I call you MJ?"

Why is he so insistent on first names? "Ms. Prescott is fine." She watches all the other employees walk in, "Everyone seems tense."

He chuckles, "Oh yeah they should be. They fucked up big time." They both walk in MJ makes his way to sit beside Mr. Wyatt.

"Alright. So who was the fuck up who blew the negotiations with HIRA?" Mr. Wyatt yells. Dead silence in the board room.

Oh shit.

He pulls out the file, "The one goal the CEO had for me for this semester was to obtain partnership with HIRA. Not only did we not obtain it. We lost over 1 billion dollars."

Dead silence.

"WHY?!" He yells angrily.

A man answers, "S-sir, Due to the employee that was fired, he shared with the news exposing our project. HIRA pulled out concluding based on our lack of security they would rather not work with us. It took nearly 1 billion dollars for our PR team to clean up the mess."

Well Mj now knows who one of the head alphas are. 

Mr. Wyatt pinches his nose, "Shit. Make sure he blacklisted."

"Already done, Sir."

"We need HIRA to work with us. I'll be reaching out to set up a meeting. I will be handling it personally. We need our A team on this NO. ONE. ELSE. Any work comes through me. My personal assistant, Ms. Prescott will be handling and organizing all the work that comes through." Every one nods. "Also team captains, anything that needs to be purchased thats over 100,000 needs to go through me."Team captains nodded. "That's all."

Everyone gets up and starts to scramble.  

Mj gets up and walks out with Mr. Wyatt. "Is my breakfast here?" 

"Should be here any moment now." She murmurs as she walks back into the office. A man was waiting in a set looking through his phone. He looked identical to Mr. Wyatt. 

"Ah Seth. Long time no see." The guest says as he puts his phone away. 

"What are you doing here Damien?" Mr. Wyatt says as he cross his arms. He walks up to them both and completely disregards. "I thought you were in Europe in negotiations." 

"Dad gave me a call and told me that your fucking up.... again..." he then glances at MJ. "So of course how an I miss the opportunity to gloat? Aren't you pretty? Is it just me or is your assistants getting prettier every time you change them. Maybe that's why you are being incompetent. " 

He walks past Damien, "Is there something you need?" 

"I have a message from father.... If you can't get the deal i'll be taking your place. I'll be COO and you will be moved to traveling making deals for Father." 

"You and I both know I am not going to let that happen." 

MJ moves to the corner of the office, Guess she figured out who the other head alpha is.

"We shall see... " he starts making his way toward the door, "I'll be around... Nice meeting you Ms...."

"Prescott." MJ answers. 

"Ms. Prescott..." He whispers softly as he walks out. 

Mj sighs as she brings over his breakfast, "You have a twin?" 

Mr. Wyatt eat his yogurt, "Unfortunately." 

"Sooo maybe you can give some clarification on what exactly is going on with the company? That meeting seemed... Heavy." 

"Just know that when teams give you notes categorize them by team so I can look them over." 

"Thats all you want me to do?" 

"Lets see if you can handle that first before I start giving you more." He says as he finishes his yogurt.  "Now let me show you where to find and store the files. 

She sighs heavily, "Yes sir."