Kristina Delarosa
Ezio Bayek.
For as long as I could remember I've always admired that handsome Adonis carved my God himself.
Sigh. Just the thought of him had me drooling but let's focus on the main story here. Everything I own has to be Ezio related. Mugs, body pillows, quotes, wallpapers etc. . I even joined a fan club for how obsessed I am but not to the part where I'd sniff his underwear because that's just drop dead gross.
But now...now...my everlasting wish has been granted and that was to work hand-in-hand with the L.O.M.L just not as hand in hand as I thought. And if you're wondering what L.O.M.L means then it stands for LOVE OF MY LIFE.
Anyways, before I was rudely interrupted. Instead, I work under the manager in the personnel department, Ezekiel Leonard.
Ugh. Why?!
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"Back to work Delarosa." My manager clapped his hands as he gave me a few more files to go through. From my perspective, all of this was really exhausting and I'm starting to have second thoughts. Maybe this job may not be so worth it after all.
Be strong Kris...we'll get where we want to soon.
"Aye aye captain." I saluted my manager before checking the time on my wristwatch. It was approximately 10:45 a.m. which meant I had an hour and 15 minutes before lunch. I groaned in both frustration and defeat as I leaned into my desk chair with one of the many files placed over my face.
As my parents always say. Don't look for the job to be easier, look to be better. I sighed in frustration as I started going through the files. Being promoted to assistant manager, in such a short time, is really stressing. The only co-worker I can correspond with is my manager and trust me when I say he's not that type of person.
As he always says, "There's a time and place for everything under the sun." By the end of my lifetime my brain shall be stacked with quotes.
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"Done." I threw my hands in the air victoriously. It's as if I've won a wrestling match and the referee throws my hand in the air as a sign of victory. It feels really good when you go over everything twice. The satisfaction of perfection as I like to call it and I also have 20 minutes to spare before lunch begins.
Maybe I could scroll through a few pictures.
"Delarosa."
"Leonard." I returned my phone to my handbag.
"Files."
"Already done with." I picked up the stack of papers and took them to his desk that was located at the upper left corner of the gigantic office. As his assistant manager, his words and not mine, I am obligated to share an office with him. I think he's just lonely and needs company.
I really pity him sometimes.
"How many minutes do you have to spare?" He questioned knowingly.
"Well now..." I paused to check my wristwatch. "14 minutes."
"Ok you may leave." I squealed in excitement as I fought the urge to hug him to his death but I have to keep things strictly professional. "I owe you one."
"No...you owe me plenty." He said whilst straightening the files on his desk properly. "Now leave before I change my mind."
"I'll get you something." I grinned while walking to the office door. I cleared my throat and smoothened the creases in my nude skirt ensemble. I left the office and headed straight for the elevator with all eyes on me. As usual.
There may be a few rumors going around about me and Leonard being a part of some steamy office romance but, with my heart belonging to Ezio, I really could care less.
I entered the elevator and pressed the floor number that the lunch room was located on. When I finally arrived, it was quite empty. So empty that it was indescribable. Indescribably empty. I mean there were a few managers but I could count them on four hands. Some already seated at their tables and some in line. One person I couldn't miss was, Clara Evans, Ezio's secretary.
Sadly, she was the last in line which meant, I had to stand behind her. She seemed to have taken notice because she turned around and gave a sweet smile and a slight wave. It's like we were friends and she was only acknowledging my presence. She's probably going to spill her coffee on me or something.
I could feel the hairs on my neck stiffen at just the thought. After she collected her lunch she stood beside me comfortably while I was feeling kind of awkward.
What is she up to?
I collected lunches for both Leonard and I before going to our usual lunch tables. One thing I learned about EZ Corp. is that managers and assistants have different lunch tables from normal employees. The managers took this as an advantage to gossip co-workers and so I did my best to keep away from it all.
I sat down placing Leonard's lunch right next to mine hoping he'd arrive soon. Clara decided to take a seat without any permission to sit with me whatsoever.
"So...Kristina...is it?" She smiled as she took up some greens from her garden salad and placed them between her burgundy painted lips.
"How may I help you?" I raised a brow curiously. It was weird for me since we have never ever interacted with each other. The only time we ever came across each other was when she spilled her coffee on my favorite navy blue blouse. And that was when I first came here for my interview.
"I just wanted a friend." Pssh. The lies she sputter makes me wanna throw up. "Usually I don't get along with co-workers but I can tell you're different." She grinned childishly as she pointed at me with her fork. The corner of my mouth twitched but I chose to hide it quickly. She really sounded sincere.
"Oh really?" I took a bite from my club sandwich.
"They just don't understand me."
"And I do?"
"I'm hoping you do. You seem like the type to go after what you want." She paused looking at her salad as if thinking long and hard. "Say- why not come to my office when you're done with work so we can hang out a little."
Hang? I knew it. She's tryna kill me.
"I don't th-"
"I'm really looking forward to it. Toodles." She blow kissed and waved her fingers after getting up from her seat.
So you guys may think I may be thinking she may not be as bad as I may be thinking she is right now and the whole spilling her coffee trick was unintentional but was actually a genuine incident. Maybe she just happened to slip on an invisible banana peel.
Sorry to burst your tiny bubbles. I've seen this whole innocent act in movies and I will not fall for it. Someone as conniving and vixen-like as her makes it even more suspicious. I've heard all the stories about how she made a lot of females quit their jobs. Whoever she saw as competition. Rumor has it that she is head over heels for Ezio.
We have got to investigate. What does she have up her sleeve?
A few minutes passed before Leonard decided to join me and now that the cafeteria was full, all eyes were set on us.
"I think they want to see me give you a cheek kiss." I chuckled as I whispered in his ear.
"Give it a shot." He grinned while he took a sip of his coffee.
"You really want me digging a deeper grave." I punch his shoulder playfully and pouted. "And here I thought we were friends."
He rubbed his arm as he laughed. "It's not the digging part that's the hardest. It's the after burial that is because not everyone will be there to take you out. Treasure the ones that will be." Maybe it was just my imagination but he seemed to be hurt and in pain. It's as if he had some hidden regret. Does he have a secret wife and kids that he didn't want?!
Nahhh.
"Gimme some of your food to make up for hurting my feelings." I grinned at him. It seemed to work before he started laughing again.
I guarantee you guys are wondering how I seem so comfortable with my manager. And no, I am not sleeping with him. We're actually childhood friends. He's just three years older. It's the next-door-neighbor friendship but we kept it confidential since people always assumed for us.
Strictly confidential and none of your business.
I remember this one time we went to Brazil for a vacation and the receptionist mistook us for a young married couple. Don't get it?
She gave us the honeymoon suite.
Good times.
Lunch time was now officially over so Leo and I returned to the office so he could drown me in paperwork. I sat at my desk after collecting the necessary files and occupied myself with some work to clear my mind.
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"And finally the day is over." I yawned and stretched my limbs in unison.
"For you it is." Leo commented as I stood from my seat. " I was requested to work overtime." He sighed rolling up his sleeves.
"For how long?" I ask as I took my phone from my white handbag. If he had to work overtime then that means I'd have time to go see what the vixen is up to.
"Only three more hours."
"Ok." I nodded while looking at the ceiling and crossing my arms.
"Call me when your ready and don't forget my handbag if I'm not back in time. And if I'm not back in the next five hours then I was brutally murdered for being too curious."
"Wh-"
"Peace." I ran from the office and into the elevator. It was about to close so I had to run pretty fast. By the time I was in I was already wheezing like an asthmatic. I really need to start working out again. I think my muscles are getting fat.
I pressed the floor number to Ezio's office. When the elevator dinged signaling that I had arrived I quickly stepped out. Clara's desk was located outside of Ezio's office but there was no Clara in sight. I went a little closer to the office door where a series of moans and groans were heard.
I pressed my ear closer to the door and listened keenly. Maybe someone's just watching porn. My mouth felt really dry as the noises became even louder. I was shocked, hurt, disappointed but most of all I slightly wished that I'd be the one he was banging on his office desk.
Both of us panting as he made me gasp for air countless times. Spanking, choking, claiming me as his. Whoever was in there was one lucky gal. Who is in there?
"Oh yes daddy." The voice moaned out. "Right there. Harder. Harder.YESSSS!!!" The voice exclaimed.
Clara?!
That's when I realized something. This was all intentional.
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I really but a lot of effort in this story and for the parts that I got distracted in I added more details than I had officially wrote down.
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What do you guys think about Kristina and Clara? Maybe I should put a plot twist that no one would even expect. I feel evil.
Do you guys like Kristina's personality? I was going for the strong feminine role. Usually I really get that pain in my chest when they're pushovers. I tried to write a story like that but I couldn't move on. Sorry for those who like submissive females. 😭😫
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