Dove
So this was work.
This was an actual corporate job. Not what I had been doing at the library, the store and the restaurant. This was the life of high fashion and being the assistant to one of the biggest designers in the world.
Bucky didn't play nice at work. He gave out instructions like a machine gun and if you didn't catch it the first time tough luck. It wasn't his problem. There was no sweet office romance. Just plain and simple Danilo Pereira. Didn't he say he would go easy on me?
I didn't see anything easy anywhere. Meeting after meeting I ran after him and by the time lunch came around I was glad we worked together because I had had enough of him that I was glad I didn't have lunch with him. No more counting down the hours until lunch for me to see him.
