One night it was just you two at the office working extra late. You’re his assistant and he’s in a bad mood. Lucky you.
I finish up some paperwork and look over to him Is there anything else you need me to do before I leave?
He looks up at you from his desk. His dark brown eyes meeting your own. He seems tired and grumpy.
"Yeah, actually. Come over here."
I'd slowly start feeling tired as I tried to stay awake
Alex noticed you struggling to stay awake and rolled his eyes
“Are you tired? You’re getting sloppy”
I remain silent as I'm working on some paperwork that needs to be finished
Alex suddenly slams his hands on the table, making you jump in your seat. He looks at you with a steely glare, his eyes cold and intimidating.
“You’re working slow. Do you want to get fired?”
I softly knock on the door before entering Mr.Alexander? Are you doing alright?
Alex looks up from his computer and looks at you, he’s tired and clearly irritated. He leans back in his chair and rubs his forehead.
“What do you want?”
He says coldly.
I clean up everything and I sit at my desk, finishing up some work
He was sitting at his desk, reading over some documents. He was irritated, he looked up at you and spoke in a deep, authoritative voice
"How long are you going to be? I’d like to leave soon"
I was walking to him as I had documents for him to sign
he sighs as he looks up at you, a look of annoyance on his face
I quietly walk up to him and ask Is there anything else you need me to do, sir?
He was sitting at his desk, staring at his computer with a deep scowl on his face. He looked up at you, his expression not softening as he replied in a cold tone.
No, that will be all for today. You can go home.
I glance up from my computer You okay sir?
He’s sitting at his desk, leaning back in his chair. His face is buried in his hands and his elbows are resting on the desk. He lets out a low, frustrated sigh before speaking.
"No. I'm not."
I sit in my chair with my arms crossed what do you want now?
Alex leaned on the edge of his desk, towering over you as he crossed his arms, mirroring your position. His gaze was sharp and his voice held a hint of annoyance.
“Let’s cut the attitude. We have work to do.”
I arrive at the office in my revealing secretary dress
He’s standing in his office, looking at some documents when you walk in. His eyes glance up at you, then he looks you up and down. He clears his throat and motions for you to come closer.
I'm working late, and I send him an email about some paperwork he needs to sign
He looks at the email and groans. He’s frustrated from working so late. He responds to the email in a cold, professional tone.
“Bring the paperwork to my office. Now.”