His Personal Assistant

Australian Contract

What Dax looks like. Isn't he just adorable???

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Alessandra's POV

I feel immense pride in myself for single handedly unlocking the front door while holding my purse and Dax's bag with him on my hip. I push the door open with the nudge of my hip and shut it behind me with my foot while setting the things on the floor. I silently walk towards Dax's room and lay him on his bed, I slip his shoes off and cover him with a light blanket. I sit down on the ground and kiss his forehead softly before leaning my head on his bed, right next to his hand. I sniff and close my eyes to stop the tears from flowing down my face, I shake my head clear of all the negative thoughts.

I sigh and push myself up, I look around his room and smile. There are toys scattered all over the hardwood floors, beanbags that look like footballs and soccer balls carelessly lay on one side of the room with the little table that's filled with pieces of paper. A small blue bookcase is in a corner filled with children's books, a small basketball hoop is hung up on the wall across the bed. The bed is a simple single bed with a Tom and Jerry spread and a footlocker at the foot of the bed to store all his toys in. I smile and pick up the toys, trying to be as quiet as possible. I place them in the footlocker and move on to the table scattered with papers, I pick them all up and inspect them one by one.

I look back at my talented child and smile before once again looking back down, I laugh at the drawing of Tom holding Jerry in a tight grip. I look at another of Scooby but it looks like he hasn't mastered drawing him yet, I put them in a nice pile and place them back on the table. My eyes are drawn over to his art supplies and see that I need to buy more for him. Another thing I need to buy him is a soccer ball seeing as he has been pestering me about it for days, I sigh and walk out of his room; shutting the door behind me silently.

I pick up my purse and Dax's bag and put my purse on the table near the door, I place the bag on the kitchen counter and take out his clothes before putting the bag on the coffee table since I can't be bothered putting it back in Dax's room. I throw the dirty clothes into the washing machine and walk back into the living room only to drop down onto my sweet, sweet couch. I close my eyes and smile, finally able to relax. I groan as my phone starts ringing, I look at the caller ID to see it's an unknown number; I sigh and answer it. "Hello?" I close my eyes again and lie down. "Ms. Williams, do you know where the file that contains the Australian shipping contract is?" I groan and sit up. "I don't know, Mr Rodriguez but I have not touched that file. Maybe it's somewhere around your office." I state and put my shoes on again, knowing that I'm gonna have to go to the office.

"Well why don't you come here and help me find it?!?" He shouts making me flinch, I clear my throat. "Of course sir." I pick my purse up and walk out locking the door behind me, I knock on Mrs Thomas's door. She's a nice old lady and she sometimes watches Dax for me when I need to go on an emergency errand. "Aless!" She opens the door and smiles when she sees me. "Hello Mrs Thomas, do you mind watching Dax for me? I have to go to the office real quick and he's asleep so he won't bother you." I rush out. "Oh of course dear." I smile and unlock the door once again to let her in, I wave bye and rush out to my car before quickly driving to work.

I park on the side of the road seeing as I won't be here for long, I dash inside shooting the guard a quick smile his way. I ride the elevator up and knock on Xavier's door before walking inside. I see a very frustrated Xavier making me sigh catching his attention. "Don't just stand there, help me look for it!" He shouts, I swear he's about to burst a vein or something. I quickly start looking for the file under piles upon piles of files and contracts. After about 20 minutes of searching and Xavier yelling at me, I stand up straight and cut Xavier off. "Stop!" I shout at him making him close his mouth in shock. "What we need to do is put all these files in some sort of order, only then will we find what you're looking for." I state and start organising his stupid files, I try to avoid touching his desk. God knows how many woman he's fucked on this. I shiver at that thought earning a weird look from Xavier.

Finally finding the file, I reach for it the same time Xavier does. Our hands touch and I jerk away as tingles shoot up my arm, I quickly hand him the file and turn around to leave only to be stopped by a pair of arms. I turn around and see Xavier very close to me making me step back, he looks me up and down and steps closer. For some reason I don't feel scared of him like the others in fact I surprisingly feel safe. I step back only to hit a freaking wall, how cliché. He leans down and my eyes close on their own accord, I feel his lips press against my own. Our lips mould together perfectly, he takes control over the kiss. My mind screams at me that this is wrong and it shouldn't be happening and I want to pull away but my body will not comply to my command. I finally regain control over my body and I push him away only to see a smug smirk on his face. I glare at him in order to cover my smile, I turn around and 'storm' out.

I make my way home and thank Mrs Thomas. Dax and I have dinner and then we both go to bed.....