I put all the needed documents on the table. Before leaving, I glanced at the glass name stand in the front center of it.
Ylliz Frenier Marchetti
Chief-executive-officer
My tongue flips the way I state his name. I look at what's around. The place has a minimal design. Everything is a mixture of white and gray colors. There are also glass windows that overlook the city.
I heard the door open, so I immediately smiled and looked at the person entering. He stopped a bit, maybe not expecting that someone was there, alone in his office.
"Uh, good morning, sir." I smiled widely.
He just nods and walks straight to his table.
"Miss Smith just told me to put all the files needed."
"So, you're the new employee. Thank you, Miss..." He looked at my nameplate.
"Collins, but you can call me Sofia, sir." I bite my inner cheek, trying not to tremble.
"Alright, Sofia. Thank you. You can leave now."
I smiled and bowed a bit. I immediately went outside. After closing the doors, my heart almost jumped out.
I continuously breathe heavily before I look for Miss Smith's presence. I haven't seen her so I sit on my chair, arranging things orderly.
I heard a buzzer so I looked where it was from. But then, I saw a red light on the left side of my table, so I was confused.
I tapped my finger on the person beside me.
"What's the meaning of this if my table lights up?"
"The boss calls for you, Miss Collins. Go now. The boss is a bit..." she shrugged and hurriedly encouraged me to stand up fast using her hand. Pushing me a bit.
I nodded immediately, covering my mouth, and immediately stood up. I fixed my skirt before I knocked on the door three times.
"Come in..." I heard him say that in a low baritone way.
Before I could speak, he looked at me. I bite my inner cheek before I gulp.
"Is there anything that I can help you, sir?" I tried not to stutter.
"Make me a coffee, please."
I nodded. "With sugar?" I asked in a little voice.
I am not sure if it's okay to ask that but I want to be sure, especially since it's my first day of working for this company. I don't want to commit any mistakes.
He looks at me. Maybe weighing his reactions. I lowered my eyes, thinking that I had said something disappointing.
"No sugar," he said in a low tone.
I gave him a small smile. I saw him look back at his documents.
"Noted, sir. I'll be back soon."
He didn't respond to anything. So, I walked towards the door and immediately looked for Miss Smith.
Shit! I haven't asked what specific coffee he wanted!
Damn it! Whatever! What coffee doesn't require sugar?
Black coffee! That's it!
I shut my eyes. It would be such a shame if I would go back to his office, without anything in hand, and ask him again about his coffee.
Anyways, whatever!
I prepared the black coffee. After I had done it, I hurriedly went back to his office, with the coffee in my right hand, and knocked on his door. I breathed heavily again and then went inside.
"Here's your coffee, sir..."
He glanced at his coffee. I narrowed my eyes, accepting whatever he would say to me.
"Thank you, Sofia."
My eyes widened. It seemed like a piece of music to my ears. I didn't expect that!
"You're welcome, sir." I bowed my head and turned my back to him.
My insides are cheering! See that? My instincts are still very superb!
"Sofia..." he called once again.
I stopped walking and turned to him. I saw him looking at the wide cityscape. His back is the one facing me.
"Sir?" I confusedly asked.
"Are you okay now?"
My brows met. What does he mean?
"Well, I'm very fine, sir. Thank you for asking."
He turned his swivel chair and looked at me straight in the eyes.
"Good to hear that then," he said, then he...smiled.
It's been days and I was so bored while sorting the documents here on my table. I get the last white paper and put it on the other pile of documents.
Mr. Marchetti is on a business trip abroad for days so I am very comfortable working here. They've told me that he has these anger issues and he sometimes scolds his employees when they do something wrong. Even if it's a small mistake.
I didn't see him like that on my first day, so I have so many questions about whether that's true.
But, one day, one employee was crying so hard while running in the hallway.
Janice, the person on my left, shook her head left and right.
"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Someone got fired again..."
I was so confused, so I looked at her with a bemusing look.
"Mitch sent the wrong document to Mr. Marchetti. He got angry. So he fired her."
My mouth was shaped "O" after hearing that. "That fast?"
She nods. "I told you, Sofia. He's like a gun waiting to trigger."
And, I'm done! I tied my hair upward and put on my red lipstick.
Since the incident a few months ago, I have started to regain myself. I learn to forgive myself. Loving John is the craziest thing I've done in my whole life.
I went to a rehabilitation center and slightly recovered. I promised myself that after that dark phase of my life, I would work for myself. I will try to be the best version of myself.
I glanced at my watch and saw that it was pretty late already. I hurriedly got my things and decided to go home now.
The hallway is already dark since it's late in the evening.
But, I flinched when I heard something unusual. My brows furrowed as I tried to hear again what I had heard earlier.
It was complete silence.
I pinched my arm. Whatever, Sofia! For sure, that's only your imagination playing in your pretty head!
I tried to walk again. But before I could pass one room, I heard another voice again. And this time, I realize that it's something...not very unusual yet, it's done in the wrong...place.
I saw one room was slightly open after I looked at my right side. My eyes widened when I saw such a hilarious scenario.
My boss, Mr. Marchetti, standing while holding the woman's head while the woman is doing her "job".
I saw how Mr. Marchetti's eyes dropped on the woman and guided her head to go deeper and faster. Later on, I heard him grunt and moan in pleasure.
"Want that, huh?" he said in a coquettish way.
I couldn't take such a scenario. I hurriedly ran away. I still hear the woman's voice calling his name in such a kittenish tone.
He grunts again, and this time, coldness starts to envelop me. Scenarios of John started playing in my head. John who is thrusting another woman. John is pleasured by another woman.
But, before I could leave the area, the things in my hand dropped one by one.
My eyes widened and hurriedly sat down to get each of my things. The voices have stopped now too, so my heart thumps so fast.
Shit! Shit!
But, my heart dropped so much after someone held my shoulder. I immediately glance at who's in front of me.
Then, I saw Mr. Marchetti, looking straight into my eyes. My lips quivered in fear and my hands trembled when I tried to get my other things.
"Sofia..."
"I'm sorry. I... I am sorry. I didn't mean to—"
"Sofia!" he called for my name once again.
My eyes shakily traveled to his face again. This time, I had a hollow feeling in my stomach. I saw a different man. My eyes widened as I moved my body backwards.
It's...John.