Roselle arrived at the office and only then did she realize that she should have listened to Tina when she told her to take a quick shower, or even change to the sleeveless gown she had given her.
Now she thought about it, she believed that there was nothing wrong with a woman showing off her beautiful womanly body in the office. But people will surely have something to say about it if she dresses like that even though she would have a little bit to reveal.
This had been one of the reasons she loved it when she was in the bar doing away with her, anger or planning her missions or even accomplishing her missions.
She always feels she is in a different world whenever she is in a bar and she loved that world ever since she had become a changed woman. It was a place where she would be able to dress in the manner she loved and do whatever she wanted.
She parked her car in the parking lot and noticed all eyes were on her when she had not yet stepped out of the car. She had expected it since this was her first time arriving late at the office and time checked, it was already 11 a.m.
She had nearly choked in anger struggling to get through the heavy traffic jam and what was going to suffocate her more now was the disapproving and alarming looks on the faces of the people.
No one was bowing to her or greeting her as usual. She wondered if really it was because she had gone against her number one rule of lateness to the office as she spares no one who does that without having a solid reason for being late at work.
She looked at herself and had a second thought. Maybe it was because of how awful she looked. She had only smoothed her hair with her fingers without combing it properly, and she wore the same cloth she had worn the previous day without taking a bath. What she had never done before. If not for how important today was, she would have stayed at home and relaxed as advised by Tina.
Again, she had not read Santiago's message knowing what his message would be and she didn't care about him fuming in anger by now, especially the fact she cancelled her meeting with Mr Harry. She walked hastily towards her office to avoid the looks of her workers.
At the entrance of her office, she turned. To her greatest surprise, she found out that her workers had followed her to her office.
The looks on their faces which were as if they felt disgusted just staring at her when she was coming in, now turned to be a look filled with anger.
Before she knew what was happening, cameras began to flash from all corners. They were taking pictures of her. Shocked, she didn't know what to do. How could this be that her dishevelled looks will warrant such treatment from her workers?
Just then, she saw Santiago running out towards her. His face contorted with enormous rage. "Who the hell are you?!" Santiago shouted at Roselle and before Roselle knew what was happening, she had subconsciously escaped a punch from Santiago.
Roselle was so shocked. She opened her mouth to talk, but not a word come out of her mouth. 'What gave Santiago the audacity to punch her?!' She asked inwardly.
Santiago was the only person in the company who called her by her name and did not address her with ma'am or madam like the others do. That was because of how close he was to her, and also because she and Santiago are the sole founders of their company. The two almost had equal rights but that shouldn't give him the right to do what he did just now.
Everyone was ganging up on her. She couldn't believe that she was the same Roselle who is the CEO of the company she had always been. The one who the people obeyed and shook at her order in the company. The one whose aura was of great authority and she commanded respect everywhere she goes.
Was it just because of the way she looked today that brought up all this?
All the office workers were out of their working posts, feeling the same way as Santiago. They were whispering among themselves and pointing fingers at her.
She backed out of Santiago's attack. Santiago was quick enough to grip her neck again, tightening his grip on her neck. "Where is Roselle? What have you done to her? And who the hell sent you?!" Santiago hurled.
At Santiago's question, everything dawned on her why this was happening. She cursed herself at the silly mistake which she had never for once made.
'Yesterday was really a bad day.' She cursed in her mind because it made her make this mistake. Her hands held Santiago's in a loose grip that was not strong enough to set her free. Grasping for air, panic clouded her vision and the agonizing pressure on her neck intensified.
Santiago didn't give her a chance to at least talk. And if she had the chance to talk, she couldn't expose her long-time secrets to all. She knew very well that she will be locked up if she didn't find her way out of there.
"Answer me!" Santiago hurled again but Roselle kept mute, looking for a way to get out of there.
"Sir, we have been trying to contact Nate several times but we couldn't reach him. His line had kept saying it is switched off, even madam Roselle's number had been switched off too,"
Roselle saw her secretary report to Santiago. At the mention of Roselle's line being off, she remembered that her battery had gone dead after sending a message to her mum which was also the time she had wanted to read Santiago's message.
"That could only mean that they have been kidnapped and this woman here knows something about it. Call security and get her arrested now!" Santiago ordered.
Terror rose within Roselle. How was she going to explain to Santiago that she was the same Roselle they were looking for and that she was not kidnapped at all.
Before she knew it, the company's security men had gathered around her. Roselle looked at her right and left and she found a little space for her to escape, and the only thing that came to her mind now was, to kick Santiago. Quickly, she kicked Santiago hard between his legs.
At this, Santiago lost his grip on Roselle. Roselle sprang off immediately through the little space.
"Get her! Don't let her escape" Santiago shouted and at the same time he felt the hot pain in his manhood. Roselle heard the scuttling footsteps speeding towards her.