Chapter 1

I'm the most disorganized person in the universe; Well let's start with my black bra in the dispenser that Mike has sworn to throw outside if he sees it again.

I have one shoe sitting on top of the mini fridge he bought when he moved in to stay with me and I swear it's not my fault that laziness was spelt into my genes.

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After groaning for the tenth time I finally wake up and switch off my alarm which has been ridiculously loud than other days but that's my lazy mind complaining.

I take a quick shower and head down stairs to grab a cup of coffee.

Mike is already dressed in a black suit that I know he hates though he will never admit it, he sweeps a quick glance on me shaking he's head with utter disapproval but I take a huge gulp of my coffee and pretend not to notice he's reaction .

"Don't tell me you still want to be a virgin Sam"

He says with a devilish grin on his face and I swear I can see him laughing into his coffee

I glare at him but he only smiles and raises his cup to his lips.

I know his reaction has been sparked from my dress code.

"Your loss baby , you should know that sex against your work desk attracts more customers but of course you are hell bent in being Jane the Virgin."

" Stop it " I shout at him with a deadly glare but the man comes out unglued urrgh!

"Sex is healthy love but...."

I walk out of my apartment not wanting to hear the rest and wondering how I ended up living with my gay best friend who will never go a day without giving me a lecture on sex education.

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It's my first working day at Menx Company.The place is so huge that I literally get lost twice looking for my office.

This place has different mini companies under it and I'm working under publishing. I'm wearing a long black skirt that mom got me for Christmas and made me swear that I'll wear it at my first day of work after swearing that she sprinkled holy water on it.

I bought a White shirt and black booths to match and I swear, I look ridiculous well maybe worse considering Mike's reaction in the morning.

I knock my office door twice and curse under my breath when I remember that it's actually my office before pushing the door open.

My mouth literally fly open for a second. .....When I came here for interview the place was empty and I had honestly expected a desk at most, considering how the old sneered at me as he kept showing me around.

Well this place looks a hundred times better than my house. It has a small kitchen and something tells me that I'll spend alot of time eating than actually working.A small mini fridge is on the furthest corner of the office, two huge black cushions that I swear on my life cost more than everything I own take most of the space in the room there is a large black table in the centre and three desktops on the wall is a portrait of a black horse well everything is elegant and black around here.

I walk around touching everything I find like a stupid idiot when I feel someone behind me.My heart literally hammers loudly as I pray hard that it's not the ridiculous old man from my interview.

"How may I help you miss?"

A deep masculine voice calls from behind and I turn slowly to face my intruder with a broad smile plastered on my face like a professional that I I'm.