Day two of Sharmaine's job felt more normal as she had anticipated. She expected more demanding tasks, but all there was to do were very uneventful things. Other people might call her job 'demanding', but for her, it was a nicer option that working under her mother.
Denzel, her boss, was indeed very handsome. The fact that she could always stare at his face and feel very comforted was a weird and pervy phenomenon. She did not have any inappropriate thoughts and actions, but she couldn't help but feel at ease or happy. He was also very gentle but serious---he's not playful but he can pull funny jokes and puns that she even found herself laughing at.
The office was mostly quiet around lunchtime as Denzel would always continue his work. Most of the time, Sharmaine was left alone because of some of his important meetings, and other times, she would go with him to conferences and special meetings.
Due to her mother's influence over the media, almost everyone she came across during the meetings had reactions that were quite peculiar. The looks on their faces when the CEO of the Shawn Corporation's name was said made it obvious that her mother was not someone they could go against. Even the sudden announcement Denzel gave about the future partnership gave the board overflowing uneasiness, but just like her mother, Denzel Suarez was also not someone they could oppose.
These sequences of events over the course of a week gave Sharmaine an insight as to how powerful bot of her competitors were. There was absolutely no chance that they could forgive traitors even if it's related by blood. Sharmaine had to settle herself and think of her future actions carefully. She wouldn't want Denzel hurt, but she also had this vast curiosity because of the memory loss.
Just like any other meeting, Denzel felt a whole new other person. He could not crack simple and cheesy jokes, and every word he threw had at least one other meaning. He suddenly transformed from a meek harmless bunny to a violent and overprotective lion. After every meeting, those people were left behind by him---their eyes glaring to him as if he just threatened them. It was just like a memory that flashed by---a memory she probably had long before the accident.
His voice was deep and his body was buff but not overwhelmingly big---just like in those memories. Their faces were blurred but the way they spoke, the coincidental similarity in their voices and actions---these so-called clues had led her to determine who was that man.
It was Denzel---the very man she stood beside and the one she'd worked for in the past. She knew she had disguised herself as a man to work, so it was surprising that she was led here yet again by her instincts. It may have been that she was previously enchanted by his looks or she had the passion to work for a giant company but was faced with discrimination due to her gender.
She analyzed the company step-by-step. A mere fact suddenly crossed her mind---there was an abundance of male employees wherever she looked. The offices, cafeteria and even the endless board meetings were comprised of men.
"Could it be that he's…"