Jane woke up to the sound of chirping birds and the morning sun beaming at her. She stretched a little and rolled down the bed. She was amused to find her favorite slipper and robe neatly kept beside a tray containing her favorite tea with well-made pancakes."That's strange." Jane thought as she put on the robe and slippers.She went down the stairs while sipping a cup of tea. She found Emilia in the living room all dressed up and going through her iPad."Good morning Miss Jane." Emilia stood up to greet immediately when she saw Jane."What is good about the goddamn morning?" Jane mumbled as she sat on the couch opposite where Emilie stood.Emilia smiled. "Well then, I will need you to be ready for our first meeting in the next 1 hour. We have a long day ahead of us and I will suggest you use your time wisely." Emilia wasn't sure how she was able to sound so courageous and in control. She had never talked to Jane like that, she hoped that whatever reason Marcus had for making her do
Marcus was doing well in his verdict to avoid Jane. After the incident that happened the day before he had decided to keep his distance. He had decided that other than his work relationship with her, nothing will make him want to be around someone as goofy and ill-mannered as Jane.Jane had decided that she was going clubbing that day and even though Marcus did not think it was a good idea to party the night before one starts work in a new place he did nothing to stop her.“Jane is so irresponsible.” Emilia had whispered to him before he and Jane left the house. Since Jane saw it unnecessary for Emilia to go with her to the club, she made her read and gather everything she could about the company and its employees. She wanted every information she could get before she starts work the next day.Marcus was standing at the far end of the party hall watching as Jane and other rich kids waste money on expensive drinks and things he deemed unnecessary. He watched dolefully as Jane saturat
“You seriously think I will believe that?” Jane yelled banging the table in the conference room where the CEO and other Board members sat. “How do you expect me to believe Stocks have been sold but there is no profit?! Stocks have been one of the leading sources of profit in other companies why is this company an exception?!”Mr. Robert the CEO sneered at Jane. He knew was a spoilt brat but he didn’t know she would come questioning his authority. He understood that her father owes the company but he wasn’t going to allow her to behave arrogantly to him as long as he is still the CEO of the company.“Excuse me Miss Jane but are you trying to question my job?” The CEO Mr. Robert asked his voice was calm but pitched with anger.“Hell yes! That is exactly what I am doing!” Jane shouted banging the table again.“Ma’am I think you should stay calm,” Marcus whispered in her right ear.“Shut the fuck up and stay in your lane, Marcus!” Jane was sure this was not the best way to start a Monday m
Jane was starting to wonder what made her think she could handle the problems in the company in Berlin. It'd been just a week and she had earned a bad reputation in the Company. Her assistant was in the hospital, Marcus was feeling depressed and homesick and she did nothing to ease his pain. As a matter of fact, she was half of his problems. The only good thing that was coming off from the whole situation was her friendship with Suzan. Suzan had been more helpful than Jane had thought she would be. And since Emilia was not in any condition to assist her, the company had let Suzan do the job.Jane was in her office sipping from her already cold coffee staring at the screen of her laptop. Throughout the day she found herself drifting into thoughts of Emilia. She wasn't really sure why. Maybe it was the moody look Marcus wore every day because Emilia wasn't there to cheer him up. She sighed. She dropped the empty cup on the desk and rubbed her head as her phone rang. She picked up immedi
All the walls Marcus had been building to keep himself from having any more feelings for Jane came crashing down when he saw her that night. That Saturday night. The red cheery gown she wore brought out her perfect hourglass body. Her blonde hair brought out the beauty of her eye and complimented her lips."You look beautiful..." Marcus could not help but admit.Jane blushed and nodded.Later that evening after Jane made a stop at her favourite cafe, the one Suzan introduced her to before leaving for the party.The conference room had been cleared and beautified to suit the occasion. The party was flooded with expensive drinks and food. Jane was pissed, angry even. 'How can a company facing bankruptcy spend this kind of money for a party just to congratulate me for doing my job.' She wondered. She was not at peace with the whole thing. She felt like the accountant was wrongly accused and arrested to cover the real culprit. But she was willing to play along until he is innocent or not.
"Jane, I think you should calm down. For all we know, this might have been a long time ago." Marcus' voice was filled with compassion."What do you mean I should calm down?!" Jane yelled more in pain than in anger or for the sake of being rude. "I know those clothes! I know those clothes in that picture! She wore them the same day she came to my office to be friends! And that shoe and the same hair." Jane was crying loudly making Marcus feel sad.Jane felt her legs turn soft and she slowly slum to the floor. Her cry had subsided to a gentle sob but her tears were still uncontrollably and her pain raw in every teardrop. "Why will Suzan do this to me? I thought we were friends." Marcus could hardly understand her words as they were mixed with tears and sorrow. He had dropped the picture on the floor and was twisting his hands contemplating whether he should comfort her or leave the room for her. "I am sorry," he muttered more to himself than to Jane. "I am sorry I did not tell you earl
The morning was slow and less exciting than Jane had thought it would be. Her head was buried in stacks upon stacks of papers. Marcus was at his usual desk outside her office. She and Suzan had only exchanged a few awkward greetings in the morning. She was grateful Marcus was there to save her from what was supposed to be the second most embarrassing moment in her life. Marcus had made her promise to treat Suzan out for lunch which had never been a problem but with the new finding she had, she was not sure how she was going to sit across a lady she knew was lying to her and not try to strangle her to death or worse break down crying. She had always sworn never to trust a man again, after what Cletus did to her heart, she always thought all men 'male gender' were evil but with what Suzan did and is still doing to her, it is obvious that both male and female are the same. After going through records that seem to take forever, it was finally time for lunch. She had intentionally waited
Suzan could not fathom what to feel with all the many emotions Jane was pulling.In the morning Jane was acting too strange and for a minute she thought maybe Jane knew she was just acting to be her friend. But then she apologized and blamed it on stress. Now, Jane was crying. Telling her how and why her ex-boyfriend had broken her heart. Suzan had tried to be sympathetic, but she was getting too uncomfortable to put up with it any longer. She was starting to feel guilty, which was one of the last things she wanted to feel. "You had no idea how much I cried…" Jane was saying in-between sobs as she tried to clean her nose. "Oh Jane, I am sorry you had to go through all this," Suzan said trying to sound as sincere as possible for the hundredth time in that hour. "This was not the lunch I signed up for," she grumbled under her breath. "Jane, don't you think we should go to the office?" Suzan asked, still trying to sound as compassionate as possible.Jane agreed. Not because she want