What He Doesn't Know • book one (complete) (AU)

Dates&Interviews

"Roman," Jimmy said and the large man stood up from his seat, "This is my fiancé, Naomi. Naomi, this is my cousin, Roman."

God... This man... Him and Jimmy looked nothing alike in my opinion, except they had the same beautiful color of skin. He looked like a piece of art.

'Well,' I think to myself, 'God had fun making him...'

"Pleasure to meet you." He said while extending his hand and I did mine as well.

"You as well Mr.Reigns." I say to him.

"I'll be in my office." Jimmy said then gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, "It's just two floors below this one. Roman, show her where it is when your done."

Roman nodded and walked over to his desk and I took the chair across from it.

"Now," he said while putting some papers into a file, "You didn't fill out a resumé, so I know nothing except your first name, which is highly unprofessional if I may put. So it seems as though this interview is going to be a lot shorter than I expected, though I never anticipated it being longer than thirty seconds in the first place, but since we have already exceeded the first time frame I had choose I might as well go on ahead and waist my time with your reasons on why you would enjoy being my personal assistant, so you may start when you are ready. Keep in mind I do not have all night, unlike you, I do have things to do, and places to be. So if you would like this job, I suggest you speak now, or you can leave my office and we can both be on our way."

'... Is he serious?' I think to myself as my jaw dropped some. Forget being gorgeous, he's rude as fuck!

"Today, Mrs.Uso." He said with a sigh.

"It's Fatu." I say to him as nicely as I could, "It won't be Uso for a couple more months."

"Well if I would have had a resumé," he said, "I would have know that. Now, proceed with this interview, or you can leave."

"I.. Um..I-" I started but he interrupted me with a hard glare.

"If you are going to stutter," he said to me, "Then you can get out of my office. I will not tolerate that are we understood."

"Alright." I muttered.

"Speak up." He said to me and I got a little startled.

"Alright." I spoke up some.

"That's yes sir to you." He said.

"Yes sir." I mumbled quietly to myself.

"What did I say about speaking up?" He said, sounding pissed.

"Yes sir." I said loudly.

"Good girl." He said while looking through a folder.

"Good girl?" I ask him, "Do I look like a dog to you?"

"No," he said, "But if your going to act like a bitch, I'll treat you like one."

'I didn't even say anything to you!' I shout in my head. God, he was a prick!

"Look man," I said, not really caring about who he was, "Are you offering a job or not? Cause unlike you, I got places to be, and better things to do than be in the presents of your rude ass."

He slowly looked up from his papers and have me a glare so hard, that if looks could kill, I'd be 6 feet under.

"You will never speak to me like that, are we understood?" He said in almost a growl.

"Yeah..." I said with a gulp.

"Excuse me?" He said.

"Y-Yes sir." I say.

He stared at me for a while longer and I shifted in my seat because it was so uncomfortable.

"You start tomorrow," he said to me while standing up and walking over to me and getting right in my face, "You start at nine. I expect you to be here on time, everyday, no exceptions. If I ask you to do something, I expect you to get it done. If I tell you to do something for me, I expect you to do it. Are we understood, because of you cannot follow these simple instructions, then you can't follow bigger ones, and I will waist no time firing and replacing you. Once again, Are. We. Understood?"

I felt my breathing quicken as his mysterious eyes bore into mine.

I nod quickly, "Ok."

"What was that?" He asked.

"I said Yes Sir." I correct myself.

He smirked evilly, "Good girl. Now get out my office and find your fiancé. He's on floor 58, second door on the left. Have a goodnight, sweetheart."

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Chapter 2