Chapter 5

Finally, in the comfort of her bed, Sarah couldn't get any sleep and was constantly rolling over in her bed. A vision of Ezra's angry face kept resurfacing every time she closed her eyes. 

It was no secret that she made a mistake and dug herself a sinkhole into which she was gradually sinking.

Her staying on the job was going to either sink her deeply or raise her out of the sinkhole.

She turned around once more, this time examining her watch. She was still having trouble falling asleep at three in the morning. How could she when she had been told not to show her face again but was going to go against those orders? 

Another person who could not sleep was Ezra; he kept debating whether Sarah was going to show up or not.

He doubted it, but from the phone call that Liam made to her in his presence, it appeared that she was going to show up.

He clenched his hands. His childhood nightmare had teamed up with his obnoxious brother.

He turned and found Penelope deep in sleep. He admired how she always slept the very second she got on the bed. Some people did, but not him; if he did, a nightmare always woke him up.

Before he knew it, the sun rose, and his butler was knocking on the door.

Penelope lifted her head, irritated.

"Yes, Amos, get in," Ezra said.

"I do not understand why you have to let him in when I am not dressed," she said, rolling her eyes.

Ezra looked over at her. She was under the beddings. He looked away, not in the mood to argue.

"Last night, you did not wake me up with one of your nightmares," she mocked.

"Good morning to you too, Penelope," Ezra replied.

The door opened and Amos walked in. He was a 58-year-old man, and his job was the usual butler job and importantly to assist Ezra around the house, especially in the morning.

He greeted the two and rolled the wheelchair near for his boss to get on.

Ezra got on and was wheeled to the bathroom. For unknown reasons, he appeared to be in a hurry and wanted to be at work early.

Amos placed everything that was needed for the bath near the shower and walked out to prepare the clothes and breakfast.

Before he was done with breakfast, Ezra was already done.

"I will eat at work, Amos," Ezra announced, instructing him to take him to the car.

"But sir, you do not have a secretary, and you trust no one; who will get you the food?" Amos asked, worried.

At the mention of the secretary, Ezra's jaw tensed up. He could only pray; Sarah was not going to show up.

"Order food for me then," he replied.

Amos took him to the car and drove him to Melrose.

Amos noticed that his boss was in a hurry; it was only 7 a.m., but he was behaving as if he had a board meeting.

They arrived at Melrose in minutes, Ezra's limousine was built in a way that allowed the back to open, allowing him to wheel out on his own. He hated it when he had to rely on other people to get around.

That's why he made sure his car, home, and company were customised to make his life in a wheelchair easier.

 In addition, he had exclusive use of a private elevator at the back of his building that went all the way to his office, which was on the top floor. 

  

No one was permitted near the elevator, and if they did, they were immediately dismissed. Except for Amos, of course, when he was out running errands,

His employees were never aware of his arrival or departure times.  

The Elevator came to a complete stop at the entrance of his office and his eyes darted about as he rolled into the office. 

His door was different from the door that led to his secretary and subsequently to the main exit from his office.

He looked at his watch; it was 7:20 AM, too early for anyone to be in the office. He was only early because he wanted to lock the front door.

 As wheeled into the secretary's office, the sight of Sarah standing on top of the desk cleaning the cobwebs caught his attention.

Ezra stared in shock and gaped, unsure of whether to call security or yell at her.

 Sarah was attempting to grab the final cobweb. She had her back to Eraz's door and was unaware that he was behind her.

She was a clean freak who detested dirt.

She arrived at the workplace early in the hopes of getting ready and settling in before Ezra entered. She assumed that Ezra would use the front door and proceed to his office; she was not aware of the back elevator in his building.

Ezra wheeled his chair straight for the table, expecting her to fall in the opposite direction, but to his shock, the shaking of the table tipped her, and she fell bridal style on his lap.

When Sarah realised she was sitting on someone's lap, she choked back her scream.

 She slowly opened her eyes to find a frigid, chilly gaze. She could hear his rapid heartbeat and laboured breathing. He appeared to be on the verge of breathing out fire because of how warm his breath was.

Her green eyes caught Ezra's attention; they were just as stunning as he remembered them to be. They always made him smile, and his own eyes somewhat softened.

Sarah smiled and said "Hey…" 

The door opened, and Liam walked into the beautiful sight.

He smiled, putting his hands into his pockets. "I knew you two were going to make up soon," Liam said out loud. 

Ezra quickly snapped out of his gaze and pushed Sarah to the floor, sending her to hit the floor hard.

"ouch!" Sarah cried out.

Ezra left for his office, banging the door loudly behind him.

Sarah winced in fear as she looked up at Liam.

"Welcome to Melrose, and that's just a sip of my brother's tiny temper," he said, pulling out his hand.

Sarah held his hand as he pulled her up.

Her entire back hurt.

"How did you end up on his lap?" Liam asked, curious.

Sarah looked up. "I was cleaning, and I think he..." She tried to speak but realised Ezra had rummaged his chair into the table.

"That's Ezra, he bashed me too yesterday," Liam smiled. "Be prepared to be physically and mentally hurt."

"What?"

"I wrote that in the contract," Liam pointed out.

"I thought that was a metaphor?"

Liam smiled, "And this is your key card in case Ezra locks you out of the office; he usually does that," he winked and walked out of the office.

Sarah held her waist; she needed to take a seat. The worst she had expected was to be thrown out of the building, not physically thrown to the floor.

She looked in the direction of Ezra's office door and remembered his beautiful blue eyes staring back at her. She was sure his cold stare softened, but she stupidly waved and said "hey" like some stupid fool. 

She cringed and closed her eyes, wanting the ground to swallow her.

On the other side of the door, Ezra was busy soaking his face with water. He had wheeled himself straight to the bathroom. "The lack of sleep had messed with his stupid head," he thought to himself.

The traitor was meant to tumble to the other side of the table, and if he had been lucky, she would have sprained her ankle, sued, and never revealed her obnoxious face, especially her eyes.

Once he was done, he returned to the office. The witch reported for work despite his warning. She was filthy, shameless and without morals, or self-respect.

He reached for his phone and was ready to call security when he stopped and dialled the secretary line stead.

Sarah swiftly picked up 

"Come to my office!" Ezra's chilly voice resonated sending a tingle down her spine. 

Sarah got up and put herself together.

The walk to the office felt heavy; she swallowed as she knocked and opened the door.

Ezra sat on his side of the desk, his cold, icy eyes fixed on the door as she walked in.

"STOP!" he ordered her to stop by the door.

He did not want her near his table, especially her stupid green eyes.

"What are you doing back in this building?" he asked.

"Work, sir," Sarah's voice mumbled.

Ezra closed his eyes, rubbing his temple.

"What did I say yesterday?" he yelled, hitting his desk.

Sarah swallowed, reminding herself of why she went back 

"Grow up, Ezra; I am here to work, and I already signed a contract that you have to terminate if you do not want me here!" she yelled at him to his shock.

"I am going back to my desk, and if you need help or want me to do anything, call," she added, turning. 

She stopped by the door and turned. "One of us needs to act like an adult if we are going to work together. I will ignore that million-dollar physical assault you attempted," she warned and walked out of the office.

Ezra let out a shocked gasp.