13: Slave

"Prepare yourself for the trip."

I looked at Mister Ramirez when she said that as soon as he entered the office. He look so serious and cold this time, he did not even throw a glance at me and just went straight to his table and sat in his swivel chair.

"Coffee, Sir," I said and put the coffee on his table which he gladly accepts. I checked about his schedule for today and I have not seen any meeting that has something to do with the trip. What trip is he talking about?

"We will go to Canada to meet a big-time client," he said and checked his paper. I ended up nodding my head. Before I could ask for information, he already handed me the paper about that trip to Canada.

"Oh, thank you."

I did my job and the thing I should do. I added it to our schedule. We will stay there for a week? Hey, for a week? Seriously? We will stay in a hotel for six consecutive nights and seven days.

"Next time, grind more. I should be the one asking you about this stuff," said Mister Ramirez and sighed. "You are not doing well, Hernandez. I am willing to fire you just now."

I bit my lower lip. "I am sorry, Sir. I have not checked my inbox last night because I sleep early."

"Is that any of my fault?"

"No, Sir."

"That's it. Work well because I am getting annoyed not hearing any updates from you. I do not even think that choosing you as my secretary is a good move. I am on the verge of regretting hiring you."

I looked down and gulped the imaginary lump in my throat. "I am sorry again. I was irresponsible."

He said nothing and left the room to be eaten in silence. I could not help but sigh in awe. I do not even know why I am not doing my job well. I am too irresponsible and I am not hands-on when working. Maybe it is because I am too driven with my thoughts about the investigation and also with my other problem.

"Zed, I will be out for one week," I told him about that matter as soon as I went inside the house. But to my horror, I did not see him around. I looked for him but I cannot see him, even his shadows. Where the fuck is he?

I even checked him outside on the balcony and inside his room, but still, he is not there.

"Zed? Where are you?!" I yelled so if he is far, he will be able to hear me looking for him. "Hey, where are you? I have to tell you something! Come on!"

When I still can not feel his presence, I sighed heavily and get my phone. Maybe I will just text him and ask him where he is. I waited for his reply but there is none. I then realized that maybe he is mad at what I said to him last night.

Maybe he is offended when I said that he still has his parents. He did not even open up about that thing to me even if we had already known each other for years. Doesn't he trust me? I am willing to listen to his pain and not that he will hide it. Or maybe he just does not want to talk about that anymore because it pains him out.

I just shook my head and lay in my bed. I waited for his reply for an hour but still, he has no response. Where the fuck is that man? I will apologize to him because I was not cautious with my words. I am sorry for my behavior. I mean, I somehow meant it and I want to apologize.

I just went back to work without the presence of Zed. I prepared all of my things and prepared our schedule. I just really wish that before I left, Zed will show up and tell me that it was just fine because I cannot leave here when he is kinda mad of at me.

"Let's go," said Mister Ramirez as everything goes fine. I just sighed the thought off and went inside the airplane as I should. I am to sit beside Mister Ramirez and I still have to check our schedule.

I told him about where we will land and everything that I should tell him including the information about the hotel that we will be staying in, and the exact location of the client that we are to meet. And oh, Sir Ramirez is also to have a vacation there since he needs a break for a moment. I am somehow excited about it.

While we were on the verge of traveling, I checked my inbox to see any updates. That is when I saw Zed's message which made me smile.

Zed:

Hey, I am sorry if I wasn't able to do reply asap. I am busy helping my uncle here. Take care on your trip! Don't tire yourself too much. Call me if you ever need someone to talk to.

Also sorry if I didn't update you about where I am currently. I love you, Tal!

I then replied.

"Thank you for replying. I really thought you were mad at me or something so you didn't show up. You also didn't go home."

He replied once again as quickly as he can.

Zed:

Sorry for making you feel that way. Don't worry, I am not mad at you or any negative feelings. We're cool.

Me:

Thank goodness. You're the best, Zed!!

Zed:

Lol. Take care there. Update me, okay?

Me:

Yes, sir.

I put my phone down with a smile plastering on my lip. I was about to close my eyes when I noticed Mister Ramirez reading a newspaper in his seat. My brows raised a little because he look so serious but somehow he isn't focused on reading.

"Are you fine, Sir? Do you need something?"

He glanced at me with a little disbelief. Yeah, I know. I just ask him that just now. I am not used to asking him from time to time about his situation or if ever he needs something such as food, water, updates etcetera.

"I'm fine," he said and darted his eyes back to what he is reading. I pursed my lips together and just nodded my head.

"Okay. If you ever need something, I am just here."

"I'm not sort of a baby."

I hissed. "Yeah, you're a boss. And I am sort of your slave."

He smirked. "Glad you know that."

I chuckled and leaned a little over to whisper in his ear. "Then punish your slave, daddy."