CLARISSA
Checking the wall clock again, I might have become more restless than I was before because what am I still doing here when it's already time for the end of work for the day?I mean those three ladies' voices raised high when they left 12 minutes ago shows exactly that, but here I am still waiting for a minute that will never happen.After another two minutes had passed, I knew my impatience had taken a better part of me and I would not sit around.Standing up, I walk straight to his office and breathe in before knocking.“Come in,” he said authoritatively.Gosh, his voice is always commanding, never the type to be soft-spoken.I push the door inside and walk to the office. Closing the door, I stood at the doorstep.He raised his eyes from the file he was looking at and regarded me sternly.I must have taken a minute to look at him again, his suit jacket discarded, his sleeves rolled up and a bead of sweat rolling on his forehead.I gulped down and then looked down at the floor, what the heck is wrong with me?“You came to my office,” He said, taking away the distraction and the pulling in I'm doing right now.“Right,” I looked up at him.He has his back relaxed on the chair, his arms folded to his chest and his eyes on me.“Umm it's 5 pm and according to the work calendar, it's a closing hour so….” I trail off.“You are dismissed Miss Miller” Just a word, and then his eyes are back to what he is doing.I should just move away as he indicated, but I find myself staring at the way he flipped the paper on the desk.He looked up, and I gasped before gripping the handle of the door and fleeing the scene.“I must have been mad for a few minutes there” I scolded myself and proceeded to walk to my desk.Finally, my first day here is done and apart from those wannabe bitches it wasn't all that tough.* *“Tell me everything, how was your first day??” Jessy asked as soon as I stepped into the house.She was standing at the door with a cup of ice cream, which she handed over to me before taking my bag and leading the way to the sofa.“I don't know, probably how I didn't expect it to go,” I said with a shrug, scooping the ice cream.“Hmm it's Monday dear, Mondays aren't hectic,” She said.“Oh really? It's meant to be the most hectic day of a working day” I reminded her.“Not in Spins and Scent, it's a free day, not much to be done" She stood up “But let's see how tomorrow will go, I bet you can judge with that baby” Like always how dramatic she can be she blew me a kiss and disappeared.They all keep saying working there is hectic, but nope, I don't think so. I mean.Monday is easy, which means every other day will be the same, right?Now I have made a stand there, I have to start thinking of how to get closer to them and think of my next step.“I know what you are thinking about honey” I look up at her, “but it doesn't look good on you. I will advise you to take a sound sleep” She opened the freezer and after getting what she wanted she closed it backup and walked back to the roomI trail my eyes after her before standing up and getting my bag. I need to video call Zoe before I sleep off.* * An insistent vibration on what felt like my ass jerked me awake, I turned around with sleepy eyes looking for where this vibration was coming from.Moving my ass a little, I felt the phone in my hands and picked it up, staring at it with no idea of what to do."Shit” it was a new number calling and I watched it ring off before dropping it to the table.My head was back on the bed when I felt a heavy vibration on the table.“What the fuck isn't it too early??” I muttered, and the sleepy Jessy by my side turned, gripping my leg.I stretched my hand, took the phone, and then stared at the number before picking it up.“Hello??” I said sleepily into the phone.“This is just a reminder not to forget my coffee, Miss Miller,” A heavy voice said into the phone.I scrambled off the bed like he was seeing me right now. I stood up and looked around, watching the darkness of the place fill my eyes.“Mr. Jaime??” I said into the phone, still perplexed he was calling me, so earlyThis is what?? I take the phone off my ears to look at the time. This is 4:27 am. What the fuck??“Save my number and make sure to get to work very early and remember not to forget my coffee” Without another word, the phone rang off.I open my mouth, having lost what to say with the phone still perched on my ears.“What the hell??” I am still standing here, totally at a loss. Why the hell will he wake me up from my precious sleep to remind me of coffee??“What are you doing??” A sleepy Jessy asked me as the noises of turning were heardI took the phone off my ears and walked back to the bed. I kept it on the table and after sitting for a minute, lay back down.Now I stare at the darkness in the void, and sleep wouldn't come back. I was just having a nice sleep, and now I know I won't be able to go back.* *“Good morning” I chatted happily with my heel making a scraping noise as I entered the last floor.Coffee on one hand and my baby on the other with my smile in place.“Morning” Miranda was the only one to reply, and I waved to her walking to my office.I can feel the hot eyes of the others, but I merely keep my shoulder high as I continue walking inside.Dropping my bag off the table, I walked straight to Adriel Jaime's office and knocked.“Come in” His voice echoed from withinAs usual, I sighed before opening the door and the smile on my face widened“Good morning Mr. Adriel” I walked to his desk, dropping the coffee.He raised his eyes to look at me, and boy did he do a massive thorough lookingLike his favorite color (the darkness of his soul) he is in a dark suit that ruffles to the neck and his hands are stretched out with a pen on it.He did a thorough look at me that made me move back a little. Okay, maybe I should have stuck to my trousers and shirt because why the hell did I decide to wear this heel and a rose gold gown that stops below my knees??“You are late” he muttered, “5 minutes late” My smile dropped.“I went to get your coffee as you indicated” I replied to him.“That isn't a basis to be late Miss Miller” He took the coffee and then raised his eyes at me “I am busy, you can see your way out”I want to grip his neck so tight as I press it and kill him, why is he such a killjoy??Without another word, I turned around and went to his office.“Don't forget to check the emails, work is there to be done” I didn't bother to turn around when I walked away.Now I'm standing in my office and internally screaming for the second timeThe rolls are crazy, and the work lined up is crazy.Get this from this person, get this collection from here, walk to this place for this??Oh my god, my head is spinning. Trying to look at those works again, I hear a footstep that is coming in my direction.It is the brunette and with her comes a load of paper she is holding.She walked into my office and dropped it on my desk. There are many.“Five photocopies each, and I need them in an hour” Her teeth creased together in a fake smile before she walked out.“Oh my god” I held my head, I am officially over, I am never going to get all this done in the time frame given.Ignoring the piles of paper the brunette had gathered for me, I took a jotter and the description Mr. Jaime had given out and took a snap of the documents before leaving for the office.“I need those documents in an hour” Brunette screamed when I walked past her,I turned around and looked at her “You might as well do them yourself, considering you seem to have enough time on your hands to be fake” I blew her a kiss as I heard the laughter from the others on opening the elevator.There was an unusual silence when I walked into the office the next day, especially knocking on Mr. Jaime's door and finding out he wasn't at the desk yet.I walked into my office space, organized the work things that I had brought and pulled my laptop open as I looked through the schedules and answered some emails that needed my attention and still he wasn't here.He has a lot of work to be done today and he is meant to have a meeting this morning. Does that mean he went to the meeting first before coming to the office??At the sound of the elevator I stood and looked at the door as I held my breath and waited for him to show up, but when the foot came scraping I knew he wasn't the one."Good morning Miss Miller." His brother James smiled at me as he walked to my side of the office.There was so much going on in his demount, his eyes were lazy like he had spent the whole day trying to refresh himself and yet he slept through it all."Good morning Mr. Adriel, I'm sure you are here to
There was no way what I was staring at could be real. My mind spun as I scrolled through the comments. The internet was eating this story alive.“When did this happen?” I asked, my voice trembling as I handed the phone back to Jessy. My hands were shaking, and my thoughts were racing in a million directions.“It happened this morning. It’s all anyone’s talking about at the office. I’m shocked you didn’t know,” she said, her tone laced with disbelief. But could you blame me? I didn’t keep up with half the things happening around me.I grabbed the bag beside me and walked to my room, my body buzzing with unease. This couldn’t be real. It didn’t make any sense.I fished my phone out of my bag and dialed his number. I held my breath, waiting. Voicemail. Of course. His phone was probably blowing up nonstop. With the amount of gossip that people are ready to consume, he will not have a moment of rest until his phone is dead so I got that part. Frustration boiled in me. There was no way I c
JAIME ADRIELThe previous morning, as I got ready for work, my phone rang from the bedside table. Already running late, I ignored it.The call came again, followed by a flood of notifications that lit up my screen. Standing in front of the mirror, tie in hand, I hesitated. The sheer number of alerts was impossible to ignore.With a sigh, I grabbed my phone. As I held it, another call came through—Jaycee. I answered, putting it on speaker.“Man, what’s up? Are you the one blowing up my phone with messages? What’s going on?” I asked, annoyed.“You haven’t seen the blog yet?” His voice was hoarse, his tone tight. “If not, turn off your phone now. I’ll be at your place in five.”The tension in his voice unsettled me. Frowning, I clicked on the first link an acquaintance had sent to me. My hand froze midair as I read the headline.“Business Tycoon Adriel Jaimel Accused of Sexual Assault.”The words were sharp, cutting through my mind like a blade. My breath hitched.“What the hell is this?
The chaos in the house was exactly what I'd expected, but the calmness in Jaime's eyes was not. For someone accused of something so delicate and career-threatening, he seemed too composed. His hands were buried deep in his pockets as he descended the stairs, his gaze locked on mine, unwavering until he reached the bottom. "Clarissa Miller," he said softly, his voice carrying a weight that sent an unwelcome warmth through me. I hated that I'd missed hearing him say my name over the past two days. I wouldn't admit it aloud, though. Instead, I swept my eyes across the room, feigning disbelief at the disarray. "Is this how you handle chaos?” I tripped on my tongue and blurted, biting inside my tongue for saying that. He didn't respond. Instead, he turned and walked away, his silence beckoning me to follow. A relief washed over me because why did I say that?We moved through a narrow corridor, the noise fading behind us, until we stepped outside. The crisp air hit my face, and for the f
JAIME ADRIELAnd so, the drama continued.We had all believed that once she confessed to lying that none of her accusations against me were true, that the entire thing was her desperate attempt to gain attention, it would mark the end of the problem. Instead, her words had set something much worse.“I thought this mess would have blown over by now. What is this?” Jay dropped his tablet to my desk, the screen lighting up with a bold, criticizing headline that made my stomach churn.“JAIME ADRIEL: FROM PLAYBOY TO CLOSETED GAY?”I let out a laugh, though it barely concealed the irritation bubbling beneath the surface. “Unbelievable. Last month, they were calling me a playboy, and couldn't get enough of how many women they thought I was with. Now, suddenly, I’m gay?”Jay leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his expression a mix of concern and exasperation. “Well, you did laugh, so congratulations. Glad you’re finding the humor in this.” He paused. “But Jaime, this isn’t just gossip any
The past week has been chaotic. Meetings polled together, deadlines piled up, and the air in the office felt thick with tension. Everyone was walking on eggshells, the whispers about Mr. Jaime’s media scandal never far from anyone’s lips.After a particularly disastrous third meeting of the day, I was sorting through notes when Mr. Jaime approached me. His presence was controlling, even in moments like this.“Come to my office when you’re done,” he said briskly, his tone leaving no room for questions.Now, I stood outside his door, nerves coiling tightly in my stomach. I paced, trying to think of what I might have done wrong, but my mind came up empty. Just as I raised my hand to knock, the door swung open.He stood there, tall and imposing, his piercing gaze locking onto mine.“Are you planning to stand there all day?” he asked.I shook my head, my voice caught in my throat as I followed him inside.The tension in the room was noticeable. He gestured for me to sit, and I obeyed, my h
For the first time since I met Adriel, I saw a genuine smile on his face, a real one that crinkled his eyes and revealed his teeth in full display. It was mesmerizing, radiant, and utterly unexpected. I couldn’t look away. If I thought he was handsome before, this smile was a transformation I wasn’t prepared for.Realizing I was staring, I cleared my throat and quickly dropped my gaze to the floor. It was better to count imaginary specks of dust than let him see how deeply I have been staring at him.“I’m sure this will go well,” he said, his voice steady and confident. “You won’t regret your choice. This is going to be a blast.” His eyes stayed fixed on me, but I refused to look up.I reminded myself why I was here. None of this was real. Adriel Jaime wasn’t my boyfriend; he was using me because it was convenient. I was just a stand-in for the countless women who’d drop everything to be in my shoes.If he had ever announced that he needed something like this, it would be an audition
For the first time in months, I allowed myself to sleep in. The feeling was pure bliss, and I wasn’t ready to give it up.“You don’t want to eat breakfast? It’s right here in front of you,” Jessy’s voice cut through my haze as she tugged at me, urging me to eat the meal she had prepared.She had taken the day off so we could spend time together, a rare treat considering how hectic things had been for both of us.I grumbled, tightening my eyes shut and refusing to get up. Even though I was wide awake now, I couldn’t bring myself to leave the warmth of my bed. Deep down, I knew that the moment I stood up, reality would hit me like a freight train.“This is for Zoe,” I whispered to myself, a mantra I repeated every time guilt crept in about the situation I had willingly placed myself in.My phone buzzed on the bedside table, jolting me. Groaning, I reached for it and froze the moment I saw the sender.‘The driver will pick you up in an hour. Be ready’I bolted upright, clutching the shee
CLARISSAThe unsettling feeling didn’t disappear as I took my seat at the table. The room was loud with conversation, filled with laughter and the kind of warmth that made it feel like a home. Yet, I couldn’t shake the tension tightening in my chest.My eyes scanned the table. Everyone seemed to have someone, Jeremy sat beside a beautiful blonde woman who looked like an actress, her delicate voice barely above a whisper as she spoke. They looked perfect together, the kind of couple that belonged in a magazine.Then there was James. He had come alone, but he didn’t need anyone by his side to command attention. His presence alone was enough. His sharp features were locked in an expression of quiet intensity, his shoulders rigid, his gaze calculated as he took in everyone at the table.I found myself staring a second too long.And then, his eyes met mine.Holy shit.I looked away so fast it was almost embarrassing, focusing instead on Marianna, who, despite her age, looked effortlessly e
CLARISSAI looked as beautiful as I possibly could, but the nerves twisting in my stomach refused to settle. This would be my first time meeting Jaime’s entire family at once, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that it mattered more than I wanted to admit.Why did he even want me there? Hope had said it was just a formality, but something about it didn’t sit right with me.Hope had been the one to help me pick out my dress, ensuring I looked both simple and elegant. As she put the final touches on my makeup, she stepped back to admire her work.“You look stunning,” she said, a proud smile on her face. Then, lowering her voice slightly, she added, “But have you met his mother? My aunt is the one you should look out for.”I frowned, tilting my head. “She was nice to me the first couple of times I saw her.”Hope gave a small shrug. “Things change. Just be prepared.”The comment did nothing to ease my nerves, but I nodded anyway.Not like his mother didn’t already know this whole thing was
JAIME“What was that about?”James asked the moment the door closed behind her.I exhaled sharply, rubbing my temple as I looked down at the mountain of work in front of me. But no matter how much I tried to focus, my mind kept drifting back to yesterday.They say some people find joy in the simplest things, and Clarissa was one of them.I had expected her to stay grumpy, to sulk like she did in the car. But the moment we stepped into that ice cream shop, everything changed. Her face lit up like a damn Christmas tree. She hummed with every lick of her cone, smiling so genuinely that it annoyed me.What was she so happy about?Why did her eyes suddenly look so calm, so soft?And more importantly, why the hell did that bother me so much?I was still lost in thought when James spoke again.“Are you…?”“Don’t you dare say what you’re about to say.” My glare cut him off before he could finish.James bit his lip, trying to suppress a smile, but I saw the amusement dancing in his eyes. He wa
The insistent buzzing of my phone forced my eyes open, even though every part of me wanted to stay curled up in bed and sleep for as long as I wanted. But of course, that wasn’t an option. Not only was today a workday, but it was also another day of dealing with Jaime, except this time, I had to add his family into the equation.Yes, after our unexpected ice cream outing last night, Jaime had casually dropped the bombshell that he wanted his family to meet me. As if this was something real. As if this wasn’t just a temporary situation that would pass. The whole thing was ridiculous, yet here I was, caught up in it.I groaned loudly, reaching for my phone on the nightstand, exhaustion weighing heavy on me. All I wanted was sleep.The screen flashed with my mother’s name.Rubbing my eyes, I sat up before answering. “Hello, Ma. Good morning.”The deep inhale on the other end told me she wasn’t calling for pleasantries. She barely acknowledged my greeting before getting straight to the
I didn’t need a reminder to remember that I had another practice with Paula today. Just the thought of it made my chest tighten with anxiety, forcing me to swallow hard just to breathe properly.It was almost the end of the workday, which was probably why my mind had drifted to the meeting. Or maybe it was because Jaime had dismissed me so casually earlier. The way he did it like I was insignificant, made my blood boil more than I cared to admit.“What are you doing?”His voice snapped me back to the present. I looked up to see Jaime standing at my office door, his sharp gaze fixed on me.There was nothing soft in his expression, just bold, cold intensity as he studied me. His hands were buried deep in his pockets, and he stood so casually, legs crossed at the ankles, leaning slightly against the doorframe. Anyone watching might think he had just stopped by to see his girlfriend.If only.“I still have a little task to finish up,” I said, gesturing toward my screen.Jaime tilted his h
I couldn’t shake off what had happened last night. I woke up with the same thoughts swirling through my head, refusing to settle. The idea that Jaime had actually hired a chemistry coach of all things was something I never could have anticipated. It was unexpected and very absurd yet there was nothing I could do about that.Jessy sat on my bed, gasping and shouting as I recounted everything to her.“Tell me you’re joking,” she said, eyes wide with disbelief.I groaned, rubbing my temples. “I wish I was.”“And now you have to face him again? After all that?” She flopped onto the bed beside me, clearly enjoying my suffering a little too much.“I don’t even know how to act around him anymore,” I admitted. “It’s like everything keeps escalating, and I have no control over any of it.”Jessy sat up, suddenly more excited. “Oh! Speaking of escalation, have you checked social media?”I blinked at her. “No… why?”She grabbed her phone, scrolling quickly before her face lit up. “Girl, you are
I shifted awkwardly on my feet, trying to gather my thoughts. How well did we know each other? Professionally? Enough to get by. Personally? Barely at all.Paula, still smiling as if this were her favorite part of the day, leaned closer, her sharp gaze sweeping over us. “Let’s start simple. What’s Miss Miller’s favorite color, Jaime?”I turned to him, arching a brow, curious about what he would say.Without missing a beat, Jaime’s lips curved into a subtle smile. “Blue,” he said, his voice steady.I blinked. He was right.Paula raised an eyebrow at me. “Is he correct?”“Yes, but…” I hesitated. “How did you know that?”Jaime shrugged, looking smug. “You always choose blue pens during meetings. And your laptop case is navy. It wasn’t hard to figure out.”I felt my cheeks warm at the casual observation. He noticed things about me? Why?Paula clapped her hands again, clearly pleased. “Good! Attention to detail. That’s a strong start.”“Your turn,” she said, spinning toward me. “What’s Jai
He continued what he was doing, completely absorbed in his task. I didn’t mind watching him, his movements were so fluid, so purposeful, it was as if his hands instinctively knew what they wanted. Watching him like this gave me a strange sense of peace I didn’t realize I craved. The silence between us stretched on, but it was comfortable, almost soothing.“When I was in school,” he began suddenly, breaking the silence. He glanced at me with a soft smile. “I had a roommate who loved cooking. To him, it was therapy, a way to escape the chaos of the world. I used to watch him all the time. Before I knew it, it became my therapy too.”He didn’t need to check if I was paying attention; I was utterly captivated, hanging on every word. Who is this man? He felt so different from the one I thought I knew, it was disarming, almost surreal.“Yeah, I get it,” I said, my voice soft. “Cooking can be therapeutic. Right here, right now, it feels like therapy.”His eyes met mine for a moment, silenci
I woke up the next morning with a strange, jittery energy buzzing through me. Even so, I couldn’t bring myself to turn on my phone. Somehow, I just knew my face would be plastered all over the media.Pressing my face into my pillow, I screamed, muffling the sound as reality dawned on me.I knew what I had signed up for, I knew this was part of the deal, so why was I feeling like this?“What are you doing?” Jessy’s voice cut through the air, pulling me from my loop.Groaning, I flopped onto my back and screamed again this time without the pillow covering my mouth because I wanted to let out all the feelings that were compressing to my chest.“Let me guess,” she teased, sitting on the edge of my bed, “last night didn’t go quite how you imagined?”I covered my face with my hands, my voice muffled. “It was a disaster. Every time I knew he was watching, I completely froze.”Jessy was enjoying this far too much. “Okay, tell me how you feel.”Before I could respond, her phone buzzed. Her eye