(Jacob’s POV)
It was in the middle of the night when I finally got home to my Hollywood penthouse. It has been a busy three weeks, but we finally wrapped up that movie. I was so curious about how it would turn out after it had been edited, but I wouldn’t see it until the premiere. So there was no use wondering about it until then. I locked the door and, without switching a light on, I took my suitcase and bag into the darkened bedroom. I figured I’d unpack tomorrow, since I was pretty tired and I just wanted to sleep. I walked into the bathroom, flicked on the light and looked at myself in the mirror. I was happy to have come home in the middle of the night, so that there wouldn’t be any teenage fans outside the entrance to the building, screaming and begging for pictures and autographs. Don’t get me wrong, I love my fans, they put me where I am today, but sometimes I just crave something normal. Everyone always has the highest expectations of you when you’re world famous. Marry a hot model, actress or popular singer, smile this way, wave that way. And as time went by, my craving for normality only grew stronger and stronger. I didn’t want to date a model because they were always busy with their appearance and diets and I didn’t want an actress, because the ones I knew tended to over-dramatize things. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. Then I dragged myself into the bedroom, took off my clothes, threw them over a chair and put on my pajama pants. As I crawled between the sheets, I figured I had to stop by the agency tomorrow for a meeting with the CEO. But first, I would sleep until I wouldn’t feel so tired anymore.
The next morning I woke up and I felt great and refreshed. I jumped out of bed and opened the curtains. I closed my eyes as I let the sunbeams caress my face. It was a nice sensation. Then I walked into my walk-in closet and picked my outfit for the day. Since I had a meeting at the agency, it’d have to be a three-piece suit. I picked a matching tie and shoes and then I went into the bathroom. I took off my pajama pants and underwear and turned on the shower. I stepped under the shower head and let the water run over my entire body. I closed my eyes to enjoy this moment. But it felt lonely having to wake up and shower alone every morning. I washed my hair and body and then jumped out of the shower to dry myself off. After brushing my teeth, fixing my hair and getting dressed, I went downstairs to drink a quick protein shake. I looked at the clock, which indicated 10:45 am. I finished my shake and put the cup in the dishwasher. It was time for me to head down to the agency. I locked the door behind me and took the elevator down to the garage while I figured out which car to take today. I decided that, since it was such a beautiful day, I would take the convertible. Only a moment later I drove out of the building’s garage as screaming fans greeted me. Yeah, good morning…
(Linda’s POV)
I was sitting at the desk, right outside the CEO’s office. This morning, after waking up, we went jogging with the dogs before we had a quick breakfast. Then we had to help each other pick out a perfect outfit for our first day. And when that was done, we put the dogs in the playpen with a bowl of water, food and a litter box for dogs, before we drove to the agency. When we arrived we were precisely instructed to our tasks. We received compliments about our outfits. I was wearing a knee length skirt, a blouse, a fitted jacket and a pair of pumps. The way Peter and I thought a secretary should look. I wore my hair up, fixed with a pin. The phone rang. I answered it and scheduled an appointment for the client calling. Peter walked in with a cup holder and a brown paper bag. Our boss had sent him out to get us all some coffee and sandwiches. So as a personal assistant, he went to do his job. He winked at me and handed me a cup of coffee and a plastic container with a cream and salmon sandwich, “There you go gorgeous!” “Thanks sweetie!” I replied before he headed through the double doors into the boss’ office. After he delivered the coffee and sandwiches, he came back out and took his own coffee and sandwiches to his desk. His desk was just outside the office too and it was directly across from mine. I raised the carton towards him, “Cheers!” He raised his, and then took a sip. After I finished my coffee and sandwich, my body was craving some nicotine. I got up from my chair and walked over to his desk. “Are we allowed to smoke during our coffee break?” I carefully asked. To my relief, Peter nodded and he took a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his inside pocket. I ran back to my desk, put the phone in hold mode and we walked outside to the entrance. Peter held out the box of cigarettes to me and I took out one. I stuck it in my mouth and closed my eyes as I leaned in to the fire Peter was now holding out to me. The tip caught flame and I inhaled. I opened my eyes as I exhaled and watched Peter light a cigarette. It was so bad, but it felt so right. I hadn’t smoked in years and neither did Peter, but since those horrible moments, we both took up that bad habit again. After we finished our cigarette, we each took a piece of chewing gum and headed back to our desks. I took a glance at the clock. It indicated 10:55. I took the phone off of hold mode and sat back down. People started to pour in for the 11 am meeting and I greeted them, as Peter took their coats and I showed them into the office. I walked back out of the office, gently closing the door and when I turned around I saw him. It was Jacob Black. He was the world’s most famous actor. And boy did he look handsome. Peter and I had always been watching his movies with adoration. He was wearing a three piece suit, which hugged his buff body perfectly. His hair was the way I liked it. Playful spikes, fixed with gel. He approached me and he flashed a pearly white smile at me. I instantly felt my kneecaps turn to jelly. But I wouldn’t let my infatuation with him be known and kept and keep my professional stance.
(Jacob’s POV)
I managed to arrive at the agency just in time for the meeting and I rushed towards the office. There I was greeted by the new secretary. I flashed her one of my infamous smiles, but it didn’t have the usual effect on her. Or was she just keeping a professional stance? Oh she’s good! When I walked closer to her, I saw that she had the loveliest features. She had a petite face, dark brown hair she was wearing up, which accentuated her beautiful long neck, she looked at me with her big, bright green eyes, she smiled at me and two rows of pearly white teeth appeared. My eyes wandered further and I noticed she was very slender, with an hourglass shaped figure and when my eyes lowered even further, I saw the most beautiful legs I had ever seen. I liked what I saw and grinned at her. “Good morning Mr. Black,” I heard her say as she opened the door to the office to let me in. The sound of her voice was refreshing. It sounded sincere and left a warm glow as I let the words sink in. “Good morning indeed!” I said, winking at her. Pure hotness! I flopped down in a chair around the large table and waited for the meeting to begin. The meeting was pretty boring, up until the point where the personal assistant and the cute secretary came into the office carrying dishes with salads and sandwiches. I was watching her intently as she placed the dishes on the table and then excused herself and made her leave. Jack, the CEO of the company noticed me eying his secretary, “Like what you see, Jake?” I snapped out of my thoughts, “Yeah, actually… Very much Jack!” I replied. Jack nodded, “She’s a pretty, young thing. Only just started out today. Okay, back to business. Club Raw is opening its doors tonight. It’s a new club, exclusively for celebrities, so they can go out without being harassed by fans. I think you should all go and make an appearance,” he said, looking at each and every one of us. “If I may,” I started. “Go ahead, “Jack replied. “I think you should give your PA and secretary an invitation, so they can get used to the world they have plunged in,” I carefully suggested. Jack immediately saw through me, but he didn’t protest as it wasn’t a bad idea. He pressed the intercom button on his phone and asked his PA to come inside. A moment later, we heard a soft knock and when Jack told him to come in, he carefully opened the door, nodded his head at all of us and walked over to where Jack was sitting. Jack smiled and handed him two invitations, “There is a party tonight in Club Raw. I would like you and Linda to go and have a good time. Get a feel of the world you’re living and working in now,” he said. I watched his Personal Assistant smile and thank him. On his way out of the office, he nodded at all of us again. There was something about him, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Hmmm… Linda, was it?
(Peter’s POV)
When I walked back out of the office I immediately walked over to Linda’s desk. She was on the phone and I waited until she had hung up. I waved the two tickets in front of her face as I half-sat on her desk. I heard the door to the office open and the murmuring of voices became louder as all the people attending the meeting started to pour out. “You, me, clubbing tonight?” I asked hopefully, feeling rushed because I had to get those people their jackets. Linda smiled at me and nodded in agreement. Then she stood up from her seat and nodded at and greeted all of the people, wishing them a great day. And then I saw Jacob Black coming out of the office. He shook hands with Jack and they said goodbye. Then he turned and looked at Linda. Everyone had already left, or so she expected, because she had sat back down and was working on the computer. I tried to analyze the look on Jacob’s face as he looked at her. Did he find her attractive? Was he trying to figure her out? Or was he just curious about the new girl? I cleared my throat, holding out his coat. Jacob looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar, when he turned to face me. I helped him in his coat and wished him a great day as I showed him out. He never said a word. Did Linda’s beauty enchant him so much that he was speechless?
At the end of the day, we had put away a lot of work. I helped Linda into her coat and watched her pick a cigarette out of the box as I put on my own coat. “God, that last secretary sure left a mess! I had to reorganize everything!” she murmured sticking the cigarette in her mouth and opening the door. She lit it as soon as we stepped outside, then handed me the box of cigarettes and the lighter. “Did you notice Jacob looking at you?” I blabbed. She looked at me and started laughing, “Jacob looking at me? In what way?” I shrugged, “I’m not sure, but he couldn’t keep his eyes off you. I had to clear my throat to get his attention,” I complained. She started laughing harder, “You’re crazy! A big shot Hollywood actor like himself, eying a simple secretary like me?” she burst out, holding her side, which probably ached from laughing. Was I really crazy? Had I just imagined it? I shrugged at the thought and followed her to the parking lot where our own little car was parked. It was a small, black Peugeot 107, but it suited us just fine. She drove us home and when we got there we first took a long walk with our dogs. After we returned from the long walk, we threw two pizzas in the oven and rushed into our rooms to decide what to wear to club Raw tonight. I helped Linda with her outfit. We both agreed on a classy, but sexy thigh-length black dress which hugged her slender body perfectly and a pair of matching heels. She rushed into the shower and I picked a pair of pantaloons and a shirt to go with it. When Linda was done showering it was my turn to take one. When I came back out, Linda was already dressed and had her hair fixed. She was in her room putting on her make-up as Tink was rolling on her bed. I went into my bedroom to get dressed and do my hair, when I heard a ding. The pizzas were done and I heard Linda shout, “I’ll go get them!” followed by the sound of her heels clicking on the stone floor. When I was done getting myself dressed up for the party, my pizza was already waiting for me on the dining table. We dug in, but Linda only ate about a quarter of hers. It could have been her being nervous, or her obsession with weight and figure, but I didn’t want to nag her too much, as I wanted both of us to have a great time tonight. After washing the dishes, feeding the dogs and putting them in the playpen, we decided to take a taxi to the club, so we could both have a drink if we wanted to. Tonight was going to be a blast! We hadn’t had fun in a long time, so I intended to enjoy this to the fullest.
About the author
40/f/NLWife, mother of 2, self employed, creative soul
