Rude!'-

My everyday line in my head every time he doesn't comment anything. No 'thank you' or whatsoever after giving his orders. I told you, he doesn't know the word thank you. It doesn't exist in his vocabulary.

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Madi's POV:

"Tell me Madi, why do you have to apply for another job? You already have your own fine dining restaurants. Three big freaking restaurants in the City. And you're not lacking out of money, in fact, you give almost half of them to your charities. God! Aren't you feeling exhausted?"

That's Noelle. My best friend and manager to one of my three restaurants operating in the City.

"Because I told you it's also my dream since college. That's why I also took a business degree to fulfil my bucket list of dreams." I tried to reason with her but still, she couldn't understand my point.

It has been a month since I started working as a Personal Assistant at Wilsons Electronics Corporation under the management of Mr Gabriel Wilsons, our CEO. And let me tell you, the pressure of working at the biggest company in the City of Chicago sometimes gets out of control.

Running there and everywhere, sending faxes, emailing documents, checking and updating my boss's schedules and making his coffee three times a day is just a small part of my everyday routine.

Of course, my duties and responsibilities as the owner of my own business are not yet included.

"Besides, it's part of my job to feel tired and exhausted. Come on."

I waved my hand in the air and continued checking some papers that need my signature. We are currently in the back office of my first restaurant which is a 20-minute drive from the WEC building. Today is Sunday and it's my day off, so I can use the whole day checking out my three outlets.

"Yeah, but you're not getting any younger. You're already 26, single, no boyfriend since birth and a freaking virgin in all department, Forgodsake!"

Thank God, the office is soundproof, so I don't have to cover her mouth even if she screams out of her lungs.

Ever since she found out that I got the job at Wilsons, she has started rambling and rambling on me.

"Hey! Stop mentioning my age and status." I just chuckled at her as I brought the glass of orange juice to my mouth.

"Okay fine. So, tell me, how's your boss's attitude towards his employees? Is he someone like you, considerate and warm?"

I almost choked on my juice after hearing her words. My boss... considerate? I don't think so, I'm not sure. Warm? Haha.. the total opposite.

He's like a walking ice man every day. No, the right word is that he's like a zombie, cold and lifeless. There's something wrong with his personality that I couldn't figure out. He's a man of few words...Nah! I mean one word.

"Honestly, he's the total opposite of the boss you're imagining."

"What do you mean, the total opposite?"

"Well, He's cold, a little rude and arrogant sometimes. He doesn't know the word thank you and likes to shout every time--- any time especially when he found something wrong or error on your reports, tsk. tsk. He won't give you any choice, it's either you get your ears ready or get yourself ready to say goodbye to your job."

"Ohh, that's harsh?" she said in disbelief.

"Yup." I said popping the 'p' at the end. "But, thanks to my skills and abilities, I have never been shouted at by him since day one," I proudly stated with my chest out and an arched eyebrow.

"Pss!" she rolled her eyes. "Wow! A loner and aggressive boss plus a narcissistic PA work in one. Yeah, I am really doubting how you two manage to interact with each other."

"Me? Narcissistic?" I acted horrified as I pointed myself. "Of course not! I'm just stating some facts about myself."

"Yeah, it's exactly, what you are doing."

I didn't counter back. I just laughed and took a sip of my juice again.

"Hmm.. by the way, how can you describe him physically?" she has this malicious look in her eyes.

I sighed, rolling my eyes. How would I describe him?

"How would I describe him? Hmm.. well, let's just say he's a living Hercules of the country. Happy?"

"Oh shit! Describe exactly that living Hercules from head to toe!" all her round eyes were on me.

"What? Seriously?"

"Yes! Because if that's true, you have a fucking hot of a boss! Yum!" she squealed, clapping her hands. I just shook shake my head.

"Okay.. he's hot. He's handsome if you will look at his face, he's got brown eyes, perfectly sculptured nose, chiselled jawline... what else... hmm.. broad shoulders, toned and muscled chest, I guess?"

"You guess?"

"Yup."

"You just guess? Are you kidding me?" she furrowed her eyebrows.

"Well, I haven't seen him shirtless or in other attire than his business suit. What do you expect?"

"My God, Madielyn! You just let my imagination run wild. Hmmp! How about the size of his foot or at least his shoes? For sure, you can see them every day!"

"Why do you need to know the size of his foot and shoes? Are you planning to buy him a new one?" I tried to throw a joke but it was just me laughing at my own joke. She glared at me.

"You wouldn't understand because you're a virgin!"

"What the-----"

"Just tell me the size of his foot!"

"I don't know exactly the size of his freaking foot, just his shoes!"

"So, what is it?" her eyes were round as saucers.

What's happening to her?

"Uhm.. 10.. 11? Maybe 12?" I answered bringing the half glass of juice to my mouth.

"Oh, Jesus! He has a huge and long member!"

She exclaimed loudly that caused my eyes to widen and I spit out the juice all over her blouse when I coughed. I even coughed so hard when I saw her awful face. I really wanted to laugh at her state if it weren't for the cough that made it impossible for me to do.

"Yucks! you're disgusting!" she complained as she wiped her blouse with a tissue.

"I'm sorry." I was trying not to laugh. "But it's your fault. You can't control your mouth saying those----"

"What? Saying those gross, nasty, dirty, filthy words like a huge and hard member, penis and cock----"

"Noelle! I swear, I'm not going to discuss my boss's body with you again! You really have a dirty mouth!"

It's now her who's laughing at me. I arranged my already signed documents inside the folder and pushed them towards her.

"My God!" I said getting up, stretching my arms.

"Where are you going?" she's still laughing.

"I'm just going out for a random check." I huffed and walked towards the door.

"Okay." She tried to hide her smile, but she failed.

It's my weekly routine when I visit each of my outlets. Check randomly on its area and all the employees. I went first to the kitchen where my staff are busy cooking and preparing orders. Since it's Sunday, our customers have doubled numbers compared to weekdays.

"Good morning, Ms Madi"

I was greeted first by the group of waiters taking their customer's order.

"Good morning, guys. How's your day?"

I treat them all like my friends and not just ordinary employees. As they say, if you want to earn the respect of others, treat them the way you want them to treat you back.

"Well... tiring as always. But we're happy because our beautiful boss came to visit us today, right guys?" Tony winked at me, he's our head waiter.

"Yes." they all answered in unison.

"Wow, thank you. Such a small thing--- beautiful? Nah... I already know that." I said grinning proudly while patting my shoulder in the act of wiping dirt.

And they laughed and some shake their heads.

"Yeah. See? That's what we're talking about. You always make us laugh."

"Why? Am I not beautiful?" I joke on a horrified face.

"Of course you are. You're beautiful inside and out, Ms Madi. You just really like carrying your own chair not just sometimes but always."

And they laughed again and I laughed with them too.

We're always like this. I always make a way to have at least a small conversation with them. Even if sometimes I carried my own chair, but it's worth it if that's the way they would open up to me, not just as their boss but as their considered friend.

The next area I went to visit is the dining hall. And yeah, it's really a tiring day. They were all busy serving and assisting customers.

People rarely see me in and out of my restaurants. I always keep myself in a low profile. I monitor the reports and happenings on my business usually through my phone and computer. I show my face once or twice a week or whenever there are papers that need my signature or my appearance personally.

There were just a few people who know that I took another course, my mom and my friends after opening my first restaurant.

I took Hotel and Restaurant Management course in college. After I graduated and started my business, I enrolled in an online school for Office and Business Management and got my degree.

My first job as an 'employee' was a Department Manager, but I resigned after a year. I applied again as an HR assistant in a not-so-big company in the City and after a year too, I saw the ads on social media that the WEC needs a PA to the CEO.

I tried my luck and got the job. I didn't put my first course and my business when I submitted my resume. In short, my boss and the company I currently work for are not aware of this.

After a random check in the restaurant, I said goodbye to Noelle and went to my another outlet. I spent the whole day visiting my stores and checking some important papers. I only got home when it's already 6 in the afternoon. I lived in a small apartment and had a roommate who is a bank manager. She also knows my business because we have been living together for 2 years and the reason why I decided to live in a small apartment.

After eating dinner, we sat in the living room and watched a romance movie by Hallmark. But since tomorrow is Monday, I went early to bed.

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Waking up early hasn't been that new to me. But, since I hate mornings, I still put an hour allowance before I go to work every day because I'm telling you, almost all my time in the morning I take it this way; first 5 minutes-- sitting on the bed, stretching and doing nothing. 10 minutes-- checking my phone, emails and text messages from my managers, my mom and don't forget my boss. Another 10 minutes-- preparing my clothes, 15 minutes-- taking shower and talking to myself in the mirror. And I have to spend the last few minutes wearing my clothes and do my makeup.

So sometimes, eating breakfast is not included in my daily routine.

Upon entering our office building, I started to wear my natural smile. I'm twenty minutes early, so I don't have to rush my feet getting late. I still have time to say 'Hi' and have a little 'chat' with another employee who greets me.

Well, not all of them like me. There were some of them who hated me, especially those who are members of my boss's fans club. And that two members of that fan's club were Ailene and Jenny. They hate me for being their boss's PA, in short.. they envy me. They were talking nonsense and I just choose to ignore them like I always do every time I see them.

Walking out from the elevator, they turned their way left with a scowl on their face. I haven't put down my things when Sandy, the CEO's secretary came frowning at my office door.

"I've been calling you in the lobby, but you just ignored me!" she said with knitted brows.

"Ohh, I'm sorry. I didn't hear you."

"Hmmp! It's okay. I just want to give you this." she has a brown paper bag on her hand.

"What's this?" I asked accepting the bag from her.

"Hmm, it's just chocolate cupcakes. I brought you some because I know you skipped breakfast every day." she rolled her eyes.

"Ahh.. you're so sweet. Thank you."

I hugged her and she patted my arm. She's just 4 months ahead of me. And like me, she also suffered from Jenny and Ailene's bullying club when she's just started working.

"Wait! Is the boss already here?" her eyes widened.

"Relax, we're a bit early. He hadn't come yet."

"Haist!" she sighed and I chuckled.

"Thank you for this." I lifted the brown bag.

"You're welcome. Just let me my new boyfriend and I come to your restaurant and eat for free." she winked at me wiggling her eyebrows and I laughed.

"So, that's it. In exchange for this cupcakes----"

"Just kidding!" she laughed with me.

In addition to my friends, I also revealed my secret to her. And she promised to keep it to herself until I say so.

"Nah! Seriously, just text me or let me know whenever you want to go there and it's on me. And if you want to ask your boyfriend for a date, just call me."

"What? I admit, your idea is really good and tempting Madi, but no way in hell will I ask him for a date and pay everything for him! Just no way!"

I laughed at her bitter reaction.

"And why? You know, it's a give and take for a relationship to work."

"Don't tell me, you're willing to do that when you're dating?"

"Why not? As I said, it's always a give and take in a relationship. You have to learn that process if you want both of you to work."

I explained not noticing that our boss stopped in front of my office door. We continued our conversation.

"But you're a girl Madi, and he's the guy!"

"And so... what if he's a guy?"

"So, he should be the one paying bills on your dates and handling all your needs! He should be the one taking all the efforts on your relationship!"

"Sandy, why are we talking about money here? We're talking about a relationship. And as I told you, if you want your relationship to work, you should learn the give and take process. Whether you're a guy or a girl, you need both to give an effort to your relationship. Being a girl doesn't mean, you can't ask your guy for a date."

"Ohh.. that means your generosity has no limits!" She rolled my eyes. "I'm going to set you on a blind date!" she smiled evilly.

"A blind date?" my face turned sour at her idea.

"Yes, a blind date!" she repeated proudly.

I was about to complain when the hidden figure at the door showed himself and approached us.

"No one will set a blind date to anyone, especially when you're at work." his cold voice rang in our both ears that caused our eyes to turn wide like saucers.

"G-Good morning, Sir." Sandy greeted him first, stuttering.

"Good morning. Mr Wilsons." I greeted him in a chin up. It's still 10 minutes before our official time in, so we don't have to worry about being caught chatting by our boss.

"Ms Aguilar, had you finished those papers that I gave you yesterday?" he asked her but his eyes focused on me. I didn't look down, I just gulped. His cold stare brought sparks down my spine. It's weird, but I tried to look away and glanced at Sandy who's looking at her feet.

"Yes, Sir. I'll bring it to your office immediately."

She said but he just ignored her.

"Ms Davis, bring me my coffee and my schedules for today," he said without leaving his eyes on me.

"Yes Sir, right away." I managed to smile and turned to break his freaking stare. Sandy excused herself and went to her office which is right across mine.

"Whew!"

I sighed when he 'finally' came out of my office.

I went to the pantry to make him his first coffee of the day.

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Knocking on his office door, I heard his cold voice inside saying 'come in'. I took a deep breath before entering the door. The cold atmosphere in the room mixed with his cold voice sending goosebumps all over my body. Right there on his table is the cold and heartless CEO, Gabriel Wilsons. He has the five o'clock shadow and a pink pair of lips that I almost dream of kissing.

I shake my head with my naughty thoughts.

"Mr Wilsons. Your coffee, Sir." I put it on his desk. He didn't say anything. He didn't even look at me.

-'Rude!'-

My everyday line on my head every time he didn't comment or say anything. No 'thank you' or whatsoever after giving his orders. I told you, he doesn't know the word thank you. It doesn't exist in his vocabulary.

"Do you need anything else, Sir?"

"My schedule."

-'Oh... I forgot.'-

I mentally rolled my eyes and recited his schedules for the day.

"Anything else, Sir?" I keep my smile on my face.

"Nothing so far. You can go back to work," he said not looking at me but at the papers in his hands.

I didn't waste any second, I turned to the door.. only to stopped by his cold voice.

"Ms Davis." I immediately turned around. "Call Ms Aguilar, when you leave." then he turned his eyes back at the pile of papers.

That's it. The second word that doesn't list on his vocabulary, besides thank you--- 'Please'.

-'You're welcome'-

The tiny voice screamed in my mind.

"Okay, Sir."

I sighed loudly and went out of his office.

Sandy was busy searching for something on her computer when I walked into her office.

"Sandy." She looked up when she heard my voice. "Mr Wilsons wants to see you."

"Oh... okay."

I chuckled as she seemed startled. I don't know why she hasn't gotten used yet to our boss's cold and stern demeanour.

"Relax. He won't bite you." I tried to joke but she just huffed loudly.

"Yeah, I know. And I don't get it, how you managed to stay cool and relaxed in front of him!"

I need to cover my mouth to stifle my laughter.

"Maybe because I am also a boss?" I whispered laughing as I looked around.

"Oh... yeah, I forgot. How silly of me. Hmph!" she took the red folder on top of her table and walked to the door. I followed her out.

"Good luck." I chuckled, teasing her.

"I hate you!" and I laughed even more before walking back to my office.