***Alarm buzzing***
***Alarm buzzing***
***Alarm buzzing***
"Ugh 5:30 already" said a husky female voice.
She sluggishly got up , took a shower right after got dressed and left her house.
7:00a.m,
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"Good morning, I am Emilia Keller.I have an appointment with Mrs. Dumain at 7:30a.m". I said politely.
"That's right. You are the New Executive assistant." said the woman at the front desk while scrolling through her computer "Wait in the waiting room Mrs. Dumain will be here shortly." pointing towards the direction of the waiting room.
I found my way to the waiting room and it didn't take long for a lady to walk towards me with a confused look in her eyes which I couldn't figure out why.
"Mrs. Keller early I see . I like that ." Mrs Dumain said firmly while stretching out her arm to greet me. I took her hand with a warm but yet professional smile. "Mrs. Dumain its- " I didn't finish my statement before she interrupted.
"You are required to start work immediately Mrs. Keller. I have no time for a chit chat." Mrs Dumain pointed out." Now I will show you
to your office and brief you on the rules and policies you will have to respect while working for us." she added in a rather apathetic tone.
"I understand."I responded.
Mrs. Dumain told me the rules of the company while heading to my office.We had taken the elevator to the last floor and here we were, standing infront of a door which seemed more like the main entrance of a house than an office. I wondered where she was taking me too. The office of an assistant can't be this grandiose. I thought inwardly.
"This is going to be your office."Mrs. Dumain opened the door infront of us. "The CEO office is the door to the right of your desk.
"Don't forget you're not allowed to go in there for no reason unless you're told to do so.
You don't talk to the CEO unless you're told to do so.
You should never question the CEO and more importantly , Don't meddle into the CEO's life."
She said firmly staring at me as if she was expecting some sort of reaction or question.
"Good.I see you have no questions nevertheless relax I don't eat people up".Mrs Dumain added with a frail smile while leaving the the office.
I moved towards my desk and sat on the leather chair behind it. I examined the office and was still shocked and taken aback. I was in awe at how organized the office was each item matched another and was placed just were it needed to be , the floor was made of glossy marble tiles.The polished surface not only enhances the natural colors of the marble but also reflects light beautifully. It
was so shining I could see my reflection in it. The white and black aesthetic of the office made the marble floor incorporate with the decor.
I had been to fancy offices before but never had I seen anything close to this. If this was my office I truly wondered how the CEO's office looked like. I thought to myself.
" Get a hold of yourself Lia. It is your first day and have a lot of work to do. " I scolded myself. I started digging into the load of paper work I had on my desk .
A few moments later the door of the office flunked open. A man of about 6ft tall in a black suit entered the office wearing a black suit pant and a black shirt which embraced his perfectly shaped torso . His entire image, the way he carried himself screamed luxurious. His black shades and black face mask made it difficult to have a glimpse of his face but that just added more to his outfit and his perfect body. His expensive cologne hit me the moment he entered the room even though we were far apart .Who was this man? He had such a dominating aura. He looked dangerous like the kind of person you don't want to mess with. I was so dumbstruck in mind that I didn't notice he had walked pass me and went to the office next to my desk.
I was brought back to reality when the fixed phone on my desk started ringing. "Ashley my coffee Now!! ." a commanding male voice said on the other hand of the phone. I didn't have time to answer when he switched off the line. "Did he just call me Ashley? What the hell?!"I thought aloud.
"UGH!! I better get him his coffee before I get fired."I grumbled while heading to the canteen.
This building was so big I got lost but hopefully I finally found my way to the canteen with the help of another employee.
My brows creased as I went towards the coffee machine and realized they were so many types of coffee on the shelves. Which does he want ? Does he like milk in his coffee ? I was so screwed I just stood there clueless.
"Damn him.It was his fault why wasn't he more precise he literally hung up on me."I said annoyingly while making a flat white coffee.
"Sir, this is the coffee you asked for. " I said while entering his office.He was sited on his chair facing the wall I could only see the back of his chair and his head . I thought my office was big ? Damn this man's office was luxurious. Was this an office? It was more of a luxurious living room.As I stepped into his office, I was immediately struck by the sleek, modern aesthetic that seemed to emanate an aura of power and sophistication. The floor-to-ceiling, see-through glass walls offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline, casting a warm glow over the marble floors that stretched out before me like a canvas of creamy white.
My gaze swept across the room, taking in the black and white color scheme that dominated the space. The furniture, the rugs, even the artwork on the walls – everything seemed to have been carefully curated to create a sense of harmony and balance.
My eyes lingered on the mini living room tucked away at the side of the office, where a plush black sofa and a pair of sleek, low-slung chairs were arranged around a minimalist coffee table. It was a cozy, intimate space that seemed out of place in the otherwise formal office.
This office was more spacious than my whole goddamn house. I thought to myself forgetting the task I had come to do.
"Should I repeat myself Chloe ? Put it on the table."his dominant voice brought me back to reality.
"Oh yes! sorry sir " I quavered. I was about putting the coffee on his desk when he tsked " I asked for coffee Chloe ! What type of gabbarge is this?". I was shocked and pissed this man didn't even turn around to taste the coffee and he was calling it gabbage after all the pain I had endured today . I was already irritated by him on the first day damn him and his coffee .
"Did you not read the paper work on your table Margaret?! I don't drink white coffee."he scolded while tapping his finger on the handle of his leather chair .
Margaret seriously! Was he doing this on purpose?! Was this some kind of test ? How did he know it was white coffee ? What paper work ? all the paper work I had recieved were work related .
Calm down Lia you got this you are accustomed to working with brats like this man . I calmed myself and regained my composure."I'm sorry for my ignorance si-"
"Save it for next time.You may leave."he interrupted while waving his hand like I was a bore to him.
"Ok sir"I was about to storm out when he added "Maggy do me a favor take that gabbarge with you". This was unbelievable.This man was unbelievable . In a single day he had already made me angry too my bones.I dashed out of his office with the coffee . I couldn't afford to stand next to him any second. I would have surely lashed out my rage on him and that wasn't going to favour me in anyway I really needed this job. I couldn't afford to loose this opportunity.
"And done". I expressed my joy as I had finished all the paperwork on the desk that night.I had lashed out all my rage on my paperwork and had forgotten what had happened today. I was finally free and could go home . I giggled happily.
I had packed my stuff and was ready to head home when my brows creased all the thoughts of what had happened today flooded back into my head.Seems like the paper work couldn't take out all the rage in me.
I drove my car to the nearest club because I needed to cool off. Alcohol was my getaway when it came to situations like this. I wasn't an addict I just needed 2 to 3 glasses to cool off.
I pushed open the sleek, silver-handled door and stepped into the bar, immediately enveloped by the warm, golden glow that seemed to wrap itself around me. The air was thick with the smell of good whiskey, rich leather, and the faintest hint of smoke.
The bar itself was enormous, stretching out before me like a vast, polished expanse of black granite. Rows of gleaming bottles seemed to stretch up to the ceiling, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the walls. The space was cavernous, with high ceilings and dimly lit corners that seemed to swallow the light whole.
The music drifted through the air, a smooth jazz melody that seemed to contradict the furious pounding of my heart. My rage simmered just below the surface, a potent mix of anger and frustration that threatened to boil over at any moment. The melodic saxophone and gentle piano seemed to mock me, their soothing rhythms a stark contrast to the turmoil seething inside me.
I made my way to the stool at the end of the bar, my eyes scanning the room with a mix of disdain and desperation. I needed a drink, and I needed it now.
"I need a glass of whiskey - the strongest you've got," I ordered the bartender, my voice firm and urgent. "Coming right up, miss," he replied, his tone smooth and efficient as he swiftly got to work.
Who does he think he is ? Calling me names the whole day. I was his EA not his servant. He didn't even have the cutesy to look at me when he was talking.What a rude and mannerless man.He was surely one of this rich children who inherited his fortune how could someone like him run a company? He was arrogant, rude, self centered and didn't know how to be appreciative. I spoke irritated while I gulped down the glass of whiskey.
As I sipped my whiskey, I felt the weight of several gazes on me, their eyes locked onto mine with an unmistakable hunger. They looked at me with a captivated intensity, their faces reflecting a desire that seemed to simmer just below the surface. It was clear: they wanted me, and they weren't shy about showing it.Their interest was palpable, but I wasn't having it. I had bigger things on my plate, and a random hook-up with a stranger wasn't even a blip on my radar. I met their gazes with a cool, detached air, my expression a clear warning: don't even think about it.
I was about to drink the third glass of whiskey when a male voice echoed in my ears ."I think that is enough drinking for today." My brows creased as I looked down and saw male hand on the glass of whiskey in my hand .Who was this person to tell me what to do? I though as I glared at him.
I blinked twice making sure it wasn't the whiskey I had drank making me imagining things. Who was this man ? He was handsome, handsome was an an understatement .He was breathtakingly handsome, with a face that seemed almost angelic high cheekbones, a pointed nose, and pink lips.But despite his ethereal features, there was something dark emanating from him, an aura that seemed to swirl around him like a shadow.
I'd seen my fair share of gorgeous men before supermodels, celebrities, the works. But there was something about this man that set him apart. Maybe it was the way he seemed to command attention without even trying, or the way his eyes seemed to bore into my soul. Whatever it was, I found myself inexplicably drawn to him.
And yet, there was something oddly familiar about him, too. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I felt like I'd seen him before. It was a strange, unsettling feeling, and it only added to the enigma that was this mysterious, handsome stranger.
"It must surely be the whiskey I wouldn't have forgotten such a face if I met him before "I shrugged it off as I thought to myself.
"Could you please take off your hand from my glass?" I frowned as I looked back at his hand on my glass and then glared back at him.
He placed his elbow on the bar rail and placed his face in his hands and smirked. "Why would you be drinking on a Monday night? Don't you have work tomorrow? Your boss might fire you if you have a hangover at work or even worse skip work."He said without breaking eye contact with me.
"My boss." I mumbled in annoyance."Fuck him and his damn company. "I scoffed .
"Is that so ?" He smirked with a hint of amusement in his voice . Why did his voice sound so familiar. The whiskey was really messing with my head I thought inwardly.
"Let him go to hell and maybe buy an attitude while he is at it. I had never seen such a rude and arrogant person in my life such an ugly soul maybe that's why he wears a mask and shades he is probably as ugly as his soul . I scoffed I was so riled up with rage.
I was so occupied with spouting stuffs about my boss I had not notice the amusement on the face of the man next to me. "That's a lot for a single person don't you think ?" he chuckled.
"Sir , they are here." A man dress in all black . Told the man next to me interrupting our conversation. He momentarily stood and the expression on his face changed to something more gloomy. He looked scary, dangerous in simpler terms he looked like trouble. "Go home and get some rest you got work tomorrow."He interrupted my thoughts. He was already retracting when I murmured enough for him to hear . "You didn't even tell me your name ?."
He turned and gave me a mischievous smirk "You are soon going to know. Now be a good girl and go home."He vanished into the bar immediately he said that.
" I'll soon know ? what does he mean ?."I frowned.