Aurora James - POV
I opened the door that was next to his, and as I walked into the office. The wall behind the desk was made out of glass, giving me a perfect view of the trees outside. There was a filing cabinet next to my desk, and a small table right next to that which had a flower vase that had a bunch of dead roses.
The room had a distinct scent of women's perfume, but the smell was mild, suggesting that this room had been closed for a while. If he had a secretary, why did he give me the job?
I placed the papers on my desk and walked back out to his office to get the remaining lot. I placed everything on my desk and powered up the computer as I began my work.
I am generally a fast typer, but I am a person who hates repetitive work as well. Four hours later, I had only managed to finish half of the files as I leaned back on my seat and closed my eyes. The left side of my head was throbbing, and I was beginning to see letters and numbers everywhere I turned.
Even Alpha Alonso never overworked me this way. I looked at the clock to see that it was three pm. I pushed away the files from me, got up from my place, and made my way to his office.
Knock knock.
"Come in." I heard his faint voice as I pushed open the door and walked inside. He was busy typing something on his computer while sipping a glass of bourbon.
"I am having a headache, Beta Perez. Can I continue this work tomorrow?" I asked him when he finally looked up at me.
"I want it finished today, Miss. James. What part of that sentence do you not understand?" He asked me with a raised eyebrow, my hands curled into fists.
"I have been up from forty thirty am, Beta Perez. And I am not used to this schedule. But if you…"
"I don't care about your sleep routine, Miss. James. I want these files completed by tonight, or you might have to face the consequences." He said in a firm tone when he looked back at his computer.
"Let's just finish our work, Aurora," Lily suggested when I took a deep breath and walked out of there. I made my way back to my office and began typing. My eyes began to twitch, and my fingers ached. I stopped working and stretched my aching bones as I got up to get myself some coffee.
If I want to get this done, then I need some coffee in my system. I was about to leave my office when my office door barged open, and a woman walked inside. She was wearing a silver sleeveless dress that barely covered her butt while her boobs were threatening to fall out. Her black hair was done in perfect curls, while her face was caked with so much foundation, which made me wonder how she looked under all that makeup.
"Can I help you, ma'am?" I asked her with a polite smile on my face.
"Yes, is beta Perez in his office?" She asked me as she tried so hard to speak with an accent, which made me almost laugh.
"Yes, ma'am. Do you have an appointment?"
"We were supposed to meet today. I will go and meet him. Could you hold all his meetings and calls for the next half an hour?" She asked me with a raised eyebrow. "We have some pressing issues to discuss about?"
"Sure, ma'am," I answered when she smiled at me before she walked out of there. She must be sort of an investor or pack representative. I walked out of my office came back with my coffee, and sat behind my desk to continue working.
I was so concentrated on typing that in the beginning when the pain began, I didn't pay much heed, but it gradually increased as I stopped working and I clutched onto my lower abdomen. The pain was worse than period cramps when it slowly intensified as I fell to the floor while I curled into myself.
The familiar pin prick made the tears roll down my cheeks when I knew what was happening. I have been going through this pain for weeks when I finally ended everything with Elijah. But looks like this is not something I can run away from. I thought Beta Perez would at least have an ounce of respect or care for me, but seemed like all men are the same.
I couldn't even scream, afraid that someone might barge in here any moment as I silently endured the torture that I never signed up for.
Ring ring.
The phone kept ringing, but I didn't even have the energy to get up and answer the call when my entire body began to burn up. Whoever was calling didn't give up either, so I had no choice but to pick it up.
"Hello, Miss. James speaking. I am Beta Perez's secretary. How can I assist you today." I choked out while I prayed that the person on the other end wouldn't feel offended right now.
"I would like to speak with Beta Perez. It's an emergency."
"I am sorry, sir. But he is in a meeting right now. If you want, I can convey your message once he is free."
"No, I want to speak to him. It's urgent. I know he would understand." The man was persistent, and this only irritated me.
"Well, Beta Perez is currently fucking a woman in his office, and he would not be available for the next fifteen minutes. But I will tell him to give you a call to this number." I answered and before he could say anything I kept the phone.
I gritted my teeth when the pain reached a point where I began seeing black dots in the corner of my eyes as I dug my nails into my flesh, drawing blood.