IMADE.

"Good morning miss Cynthia." I greet miss Natasha's secretary as politely as possible, hoping that whatever it was they both had planned for me today would not stress the hell out of me.

"Morning." She muttered a reply incoherently and it I didn't pay close attention, I may not have noticed that she had even replied me.

"Like secretary like boss." I mutter to myself with a eye roll, getting ready to move to the closet office that had being assigned to me by Natasha.

Yes, you heard me right. My new office, personally designated to me by Natasha was in none other than the closet of her office....