MY SECRETARY IS NOT HAPPY
Of course dummy, I know what is inside the flask. He had told me already, get your bald self off my face, those were the words she wanted to say to the man but she held her tongue. They have been so mean to her. Ever since she entered the place, they have been giving her a higher-than-thou attitude.
She wanted to reciprocate the attitude but her cool personality wouldn't allow her to do it, combined with her upbringing. Her mother never allowed her to be rude to people when she was growing up, she would spank her if she behaved rudely to an adult. She wouldn't ditch her mother's teachings for these urchins, she thought.
"Thank you for the meal and also for the advice," she forced a smile on her face, heading outside. She entered the car and sighed tiredly, those people had drained her, both mentally and physically.
The driver turned, facing her, "I see, you've met Savior and Ashley."
"That bald, egoistic ass is called Savior, an angelic name for that matter," she huffed.
"Yes, that is his name. Did something happen?"
"Those people are the worst, they have the worst manners for a Restaurant attendant, and their attitudes stink. Especially that Ashley of a girl, with her stupid green hair and her creepy attitude. With her standoffish remarks and her strange facial expressions, I don't even know why she thinks any of those things look cool on her. It is weird, she is weird, he is weird. All of them are weird," she said angrily.
"The whole lot of them!" She muttered silently.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Someone was hitting the window, and when she turned to look at the person, she drew back in surprise and gasped.
It was Savior and he wasn't impressed, his face was sullen and stoic. He must have heard her words and his expression was his reaction to it.
"You left your phone on the table," his voice hoarse.
Since the window was down halfway, it wasn't completely closed. He stretched his hand inside the car and dropped the phone on the space beside her.
He withdrew his hand from the car, "You know, if you have any issue with us, you can just tell us and we will resolve it for you. But from the look of it, my attitude is fine, and my sister's attitude is alright. But your attitude, I can't tell."
Anne huffed, she had had enough of his bullshit, "Your attitude is fine and you had to tell me. No, you didn't tell me, you insisted that I wasn't going to last. You and your sister are assholes and bullies and you want to give me a teaching about my attitude. Look here, you should go back to elementary school and learn some manners."
Savior smirked, "You know, tomorrow is another day, and, your boss will request another flask of that. Don't be too spiteful to me, Ms. Secretary," he coyly said.
Anne was smart enough to know a threat and she knew what he was trying to say but she was tired of overlooking others. Her former self wouldn't have said anything, she would have apologized and let it be. But she finds out she didn't want to back down from the bully, She doesn't know where the courage to speak came from, maybe because of Mr. Richmond or the fact she encountered a wolf and came out unhurt. She couldn't tell but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her fear.
"Tomorrow, I will come and you will still give me the flask. After all, I am not the one eating it but Mr. Ashvery," She turned to the driver, "Please, let's go back to the office."
She pressed the button on the window, closing it completely.
He pressed his nose against the window glass and smiled, his white flashing at her. His behavior puzzled her as well and her skin crawled in repulsion, what a creep, she thought.
She was grateful when the driver started the car and they drove away.
Savior smiled, his teeth aching to seek inside her neck. She was Annoying as she was tempting, he could smell her scent. It was distracting, normally, he wasn't like that but there was something about her that was attractive. He would never have brought a customer's phone outside. If they have left it in the restaurant, it is gone because it is now fair game for others to steal but her scent made him come outside. As she was bad-mouthing them, he wasn't happy that she was calling him and his sister weird but his wolf was dancing in happiness, relishing her scent. It could smell her, her scent was a cross between jasmine flower and the spicy mother earth and it was damn alluring to his kind.
He wondered how Mr. Richmond would be coping with such an alluring secretary as that one.
She came down from the car and thanked the driver for the ride, But what was on her mind was food. She was damn hungry and needed to eat.
She came back to the office, her stomach grumbling in hunger. She was already hungry before and now her hunger had doubled. She wanted to hand over Mr. Richmond's food and buy some snacks at the nearby fast food to calm her ravaging stomach.
She walked hastily to his office, knocked, and was told by Mr. Richmond to enter.
He wasn't through with the documents he was working on, but When she entered his nose was instantly attacked by her sweet smell, Richmond almost groaned aloud. It was hard for him to concentrate on the document.
She dropped the food on his table, his eyes roamed around her figure first before looking at her face.
Her scent was allure, alright but there was something else, she wasn't happy. He could smell it on her and he could pick another smell, he could smell her hunger. It was so easy to know her mood just from her smell.
He found out a fact he had never known before, he hates it when she is unhappy. He was surprised by that discovery.
She turned to leave but she didn't receive any reply from Mr. Richmond, only a distant gaze from him as if he didn't want to be disturbed.
She opened the door, about to step out from his office; when he suddenly spoke, "Why didn't you get something to eat?"
How did he know, she thought curiously.