AMELIA'S POV Just like I expected, I arrived at the company ten minutes past seven. Immediately I got out of the elevator, I met Bonny on my way. “You're just coming to work, how sane of you. It's just your second day at work and yet here you are, unable to even live up to that which you have signed up for.” Bonny shunned me with her harsh words and hit my shoulder with hers as she walked past me. I was stunned. Apart from the fact that my mood was already ruined by Luca’s words this morning, she was about to start hers. Was this a temptation from the universe or a trial from my enemies to make me lose my only source of income? Fighting in the company was highly prohibited and so were insults and shades. The consequences were red enough — it led to such an employee getting sacked by the company's management. “Anyway, come here. I have some works for you to do.” She said with pride as she pulled her swivel chair, turned it around and sat on it midways. She crossed her le
CHAPTER 12. AMELIA'S POV “What are you doing, sir?” I couldn't help but ask him. “You sprained your ankle which means that you can't walk, right? As your boss, it's going to inhumane for me to let you crawl or limp to your office so I am carrying you instead.” He replied and indeed carried me to one of the couches inside the office where he gently placed me on. It wasn't serious that much…at least not for me. I had sprained my ankles a few times and came out victorious.He walked away from my sight and went to get some things. Then he knelt on a knee in front of me and placed his hand above my ankle. I had to stop him because this was getting…too unexpected, I think? He was my boss for crying out loud. “Mr Alessandro, I don't think this is appropriate. You don't need to do this. It's just a an ordinary sprain. It doesn't require this much attention. You don't need to stress yourself over it.” I tried to disengage him from the act but he paused and looked at me. His lo
AMELIA'S POV "I meant No, I am not going to sack you." How did he even figure out what I was thinking? "I was just asking you because I wanted to know if you know what your job entails and if you're indeed ready to do so." The pay was huge so of course, I was ready to do what my job entailed. "I don't mind being put through, Mr Alessandro. I am ready to do what my work entails. I am a very dedicated and hardworking person. I don't joke with whatever has been put into my care." I sounded determined. The aim was to get his trust in me after all. "Alright then. If you're going to become my secretary fully and finally get to work the job in which you're getting paid for, then we need to change a few things about you. Mike will see you later about it. Whenever your ankle gets healed, I will take you shopping. We have to change your wardrobe. Your aesthetic has to match mine and I hope you're prepared for whatever is to come." I nodded vigorously and he smirke
ALESSANDRO'S POV "You could just allow us to pass, Alessandro. Questo affare deve essere risolto in fretta.(This deal needs to be resolved quickly.)" The man pleaded profusely, his hands which were hooked to each other and placed in front of me to show how serious he was. I looked up from my phone with a frown, clearly displeased that my attention was being interrupted. I was watching my principassa's latest posts on her social media pages. Yeah, I was following all her social media posts with an unknown account — I just wanted to ensure that she was okay, nothing else. " La tua merce deve attraversare i miei confini.(Your goods need to pass through my boundaries.) You should have informed me before but you thought you're smart, didn't you? How is it playing on you now? I miei confini non sono un passaggio libero, Ethan(My boundaries are not a free passage, Ethan.)" He shook his head while waving his hands to show disagreement to the statement I made. "Not at all. I di
AMELIA'S POV CHAPTER 15. I sighed in exhaustion as I flipped the pages of the document, ensuring that there were no mistakes in my arrangement. When I was done with that, I put the document down, pushing it to the side as I focused on my screen instead. I was busy all through the day, fixing Mr Alessandro's schedules and meetings. This man was fully packed! "How does he even manage to get the needed rest if this is how he works every time?" I couldn't help but ask myself in bafflement. Mike had given me an access to what he called CLIENTS' DIAGRAM and I spent a few days going through them thoroughly. If there was one thing that I had learned in the course of my work as Mr Alessandro's secretary, it was that he was going to rely heavily on me for updates regarding these people so it was my duty to ensure that I presented full details about them whenever required. I did notice that these clients were older men and they all seemed to be doing almost the same job with the title "
ALESSANDRO'S POVI was more than excited to have her here with me in my mansion. I had dreamed of this day that I would bring her. I wanted to flaunt my possessions indirectly and I was glad that I got the reaction that I needed off her. Her surprised face every time she saw something unexpected got my soul dancing. I entered the kitchen after changing my clothes. I watched her for a few seconds before deciding to speak so she wouldn't think that I was crazy or being weird. "Settling in?” I asked with a smirk..She stood straight while still holding onto the refrigerator. “Yes, sir. Just… getting a feel for everything.” "Good.I trust you’ll make something… memorable.”I saw her flinched a bit, her eyes darted towards the refrigerator briefly and then they landed on me again. She didn't respond so I pushed my body up from the leaning position that I had placed it at. "Aren't you prepared for tonight, Amelia? Do you need some time?" "Uhm...not really...but kind
AMELIA'S POV.I watched him leave hurriedly with his right-hand man while I tried to come up with a recipe for him. He said I should prepare whatever I deem fit, right? So, I decided to go for something simple. Something that wouldn't put me into trouble or embarrass me. Immediately I turned on the burner, there was thunder from outside and that caused me to frown. I moved closer to the window and pulled the curtains aside. "Oh, it is about to rain?" I mumbled. Maybe if I was fast with preparing the dinner, I could get home before it started. Then I returned to the burner but then turned it off. I wasn't sure if Mr. Alessandro had an allergy or if there was a spice that he didn't like eating, and I figured out it was important that I should know, so I went to look for him. I wasn't sure which path he took because this was a huge mansion, but somehow, I was able to find my way after taking a corner. Something else made me stop halfway with a frown. Mike and Mr. Alessandro were
AMELIA'S POV.The thunder rumbled for what seemed to be the fourth time in a row. I was leaning by the window side, still inside Mr Alessandro's bedroom. I would have preferred taking a walk around the mansion, more like sightseeing but I wasn't in the mood to. My emotions were currently in pieces now and I could hardly think correctly. I expected the rain to stop an hour after it started but to my surprise, for the next three hours, it kept raining heavily. Maybe I wouldn't be able to go home like Mr Alessandro said. Speaking of him, I hadn't seen him since he left hours ago. I guessed he had his business to attend to. A few minutes later, the door opened and he entered with a large tray filled with different meals. I was stunned and walked up to assist him. "Mr Alessandro... where did you..." "It seems like the rain isn't going to stop any moment soon and you must be hungry..."Yes, I was. "So, I had my butler come tonight to prepare the meal. I am a bad cook, and
CHAPTER 23THIRD PERSON'S POV "Good morning, Amelia." The young lady replied to her greetings before Amelia entered the elevator that took her to the floor where her office was. She was dressed beautifully today. Well, she just wanted to...it was good for the body. After stepping out of the elevator, she noticed that Bonny was yet to come so she just headed to her office instead. Alessandro was also not around and she was significantly the only person on the floor. After settling down into her seat, she went through the questionnaire given to her by Mike the other day. She had filled in a lot of answers as honestly and truthfully as she could. Mike's sister could use it. When answering these questions, Amelia felt so sober. It was as if she was answering shadow questions in her journal like she used to. It made her open up more of herself and feel like she was communicating with someone instead. Her phone dinged, alerting her of a message. She glanced at it and saw that it was
CHAPTER 22.THIRD PERSON'S POV.Immediately after Alessandro heard the masculine voice on the other side asking his woman out, he suddenly froze. He had this unsettling feeling right within him and he was almost shaking from anger. He paused in writing and didn't meet Amelia's wandering eyes who seemed to have noticed the change in atmosphere. Alessandro's eyes grew darker within a second and he was holding tightly to his pen. The realization that he might not have been possessive of this woman the way he wanted was killing him.On a date? Who had the audacity? "Uhm, Luca, this is too sudden but let me call you back, okay? I am still at work, or better, I can reply to you through a text message." "You can't turn down this offer, Amelia. You have been turning down my previous offers."Amelia just wanted to get off the phone quickly because she got uncomfortable for reasons best known...to the universe. "Alright, let's talk later."Alessandro's brows furrowed. Did she ju
AMELIA'S POV I arrived at the location where I was supposed to have a meeting with the man named Mayama. The instructions that Mr Alessandro had given me were ringing in my head constantly but because the meeting place wasn't a bad one. It was in public and it wasn't an area that would cover anything bad happening to me. By the time I got there, Mayama had not arrived so I took the time to go through all my points that I was going to give out to Mayama as an excuse as to why Mr Alessandro wouldn't be able to make it. A few minutes later, Mayama arrived with his men, all dressed in black suits. He had his black walking stick to match his outfit, and he looked so grumpy. Maybe that was simply the structure of his face, I concluded. I was able to recognize him because I had seen his picture before. I stood up to notify him of my presence as it seemed like he was looking for me. "Ah, you are here. I wasn't expecting you to come before. It seems like you are taking your work as
CHAPTER 20.ALESSANDRO'S POVHer cries...her whimpersThey woke me up in the middle of the night. I opened my eyes only to see her shaking a bit on the bed while holding the blanket tightly. I got worried and moved her closer to me. It was hard maintaining the physical boundary with her ever since I lay on the bed next to her. I was super happy and I had to bless the universe when the rain started pouring heavily. The thought of having her next to me was making me crazy. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I tried my best to remain sane when I really wanted to devour her. I wanted to kiss those fleshy soft lips of hers and claim her as mine with my bites and touch. When she walked out of the bathroom earlier, I almost went insane. How could I let such a gorgeous angel go? When the thought of someone else being with her before me kind of made me angry but the past was the past. She was mine now and would be no one else's. I had time... enough time and I was going to make it work for b
AMELIA'S POV"Mr...Mr Alessandro...what are you doing?" I asked him and continued moving back until my back hit the wall and I was pinned in between his arms. I sucked my breath in for a few seconds as my imagination ran wild. What was he planning to do? That thing was happening again...the feelings I got when he moved closer to me. His scent was messing with my mind, and I gulped as I could still see his well-toned chest from his half-buttoned shirt. He brought his face closer to mine, and I closed my eyes anxiously, but then the next thing was feeling his breath on my ear instead, causing my tummy to flutter as if I had butterflies in them. "Stop overthinking, Amelia."He took a step back and moved the other way to where his closet was. A few seconds later. He came back and handed a white robe over to me. "I can see that you feel uncomfortable in the shirt I gave you so maybe this will work a bit...more like if it will protect you. I know that you are nervous about the two
AMELIA'S POV.The thunder rumbled for what seemed to be the fourth time in a row. I was leaning by the window side, still inside Mr Alessandro's bedroom. I would have preferred taking a walk around the mansion, more like sightseeing but I wasn't in the mood to. My emotions were currently in pieces now and I could hardly think correctly. I expected the rain to stop an hour after it started but to my surprise, for the next three hours, it kept raining heavily. Maybe I wouldn't be able to go home like Mr Alessandro said. Speaking of him, I hadn't seen him since he left hours ago. I guessed he had his business to attend to. A few minutes later, the door opened and he entered with a large tray filled with different meals. I was stunned and walked up to assist him. "Mr Alessandro... where did you..." "It seems like the rain isn't going to stop any moment soon and you must be hungry..."Yes, I was. "So, I had my butler come tonight to prepare the meal. I am a bad cook, and
AMELIA'S POV.I watched him leave hurriedly with his right-hand man while I tried to come up with a recipe for him. He said I should prepare whatever I deem fit, right? So, I decided to go for something simple. Something that wouldn't put me into trouble or embarrass me. Immediately I turned on the burner, there was thunder from outside and that caused me to frown. I moved closer to the window and pulled the curtains aside. "Oh, it is about to rain?" I mumbled. Maybe if I was fast with preparing the dinner, I could get home before it started. Then I returned to the burner but then turned it off. I wasn't sure if Mr. Alessandro had an allergy or if there was a spice that he didn't like eating, and I figured out it was important that I should know, so I went to look for him. I wasn't sure which path he took because this was a huge mansion, but somehow, I was able to find my way after taking a corner. Something else made me stop halfway with a frown. Mike and Mr. Alessandro were
ALESSANDRO'S POVI was more than excited to have her here with me in my mansion. I had dreamed of this day that I would bring her. I wanted to flaunt my possessions indirectly and I was glad that I got the reaction that I needed off her. Her surprised face every time she saw something unexpected got my soul dancing. I entered the kitchen after changing my clothes. I watched her for a few seconds before deciding to speak so she wouldn't think that I was crazy or being weird. "Settling in?” I asked with a smirk..She stood straight while still holding onto the refrigerator. “Yes, sir. Just… getting a feel for everything.” "Good.I trust you’ll make something… memorable.”I saw her flinched a bit, her eyes darted towards the refrigerator briefly and then they landed on me again. She didn't respond so I pushed my body up from the leaning position that I had placed it at. "Aren't you prepared for tonight, Amelia? Do you need some time?" "Uhm...not really...but kind
AMELIA'S POV CHAPTER 15. I sighed in exhaustion as I flipped the pages of the document, ensuring that there were no mistakes in my arrangement. When I was done with that, I put the document down, pushing it to the side as I focused on my screen instead. I was busy all through the day, fixing Mr Alessandro's schedules and meetings. This man was fully packed! "How does he even manage to get the needed rest if this is how he works every time?" I couldn't help but ask myself in bafflement. Mike had given me an access to what he called CLIENTS' DIAGRAM and I spent a few days going through them thoroughly. If there was one thing that I had learned in the course of my work as Mr Alessandro's secretary, it was that he was going to rely heavily on me for updates regarding these people so it was my duty to ensure that I presented full details about them whenever required. I did notice that these clients were older men and they all seemed to be doing almost the same job with the title "