Thread: Business as Usual {Niksis x Ms Catailia}

Even to this day, her professionalism and her uncanny knack for remembering even the smallest things, such as just how much sugar he wanted, the exact amount of coffee to be poured into his cup. Well, there were times when he counted himself lucky to have such a good assistant. Of course, in those moments he quickly dismissed the luck part and convinced himself it was just because he was that good. Perfection breeds perfection, or so he kept saying to himself. Good morning Sophie, you look absolutely stunning this morning. Did you get a haircut? he greeted her and motioned to his own hair as he asked his question, even going as far as throwing her a winning smile, even if he really only glanced at her. He had burned her appearance into memory. And while he would never admit it openly, she did enter his mind from time to time when he was either bored, lonely or drunk. Bringing the cup to his lips, he took a hefty sip of the hot liquid. A pick-me-up to mask the signs of the heavy night he had the night before. Of course, having such a skilled assistant at his side, he had time for such endeavors. How is my company doing? he asked then, the tone suggested that he really didn't care. To him, it was a source of income given to him by his father. However he at least pretended to care, after all, should the company close down, his lifestyle would have to change. So he had to at least attempt to care. Not really listening to whatever answer she would give, Troy began to move towards his desk. He needed to sit down after such a long drive, a drive he probably shouldn't have made in his state. In the past, he would have flirted as if his life depended on it with the brunette, however he had quickly learned that it had little to no effect on his assistant. And it was what he liked about her, there were very few women who had rejected him, and those who had, became all the more interesting to him. To him, she was a challenge he had to overcome, a proof that he truly could get into bed with anyone. However at the same time, she was crucial to his company, he understood this, as such he decided against going all the way and was content with just the odd, mild flirting and lewd suggestions. Mostly meant as a joke to lighten the mood, he could tell others didn't find them funny, but he really didn't care in the end. Taking off his blazer and placing it on the back of his chair before sitting down, Troy looked over at his assistant once more So what's the program for today? he wanted to try and get more hands-on with his fathers company, his company now, however he often got bored before he could get much done and decided to let more capable people do the work for him. However now he was here, so he might as well get something do. Show his employees that he cared for them and the company, even if he didn't. Taking another sip from the thick, black liquid of his cup, he reached over for the report in the printer. It was always there when he asked for one, another one of the small things she seemed to remember. Heck, she even remembered to ask for extra sauce when grabbing take away from him as well as made sure his clothes were left in his closet the right way out. Small things most wouldn't notice. But Troy wasn't most. Many of his small quirks and weird tendencies, was that he noticed even the smallest thing, a perfectionist by heart. He had noticed, but chose not to comment on it, the all but invisible bruise at her neck, the slightly darker complexion on her left cheek compared to her right one, as if someone tried to hide something with an extra layer of blush. Again, very small things that very few people would notice, but he did.