THE BOSS' ARROGANT FIANCEE

The moment stretched to eternity. The lady's blue eyes pierced around them in a way that made them feel small and irrelevant before her.

"I see that there is so much less work in this company in that all you petty pests can do best around here is just gossip, right?" The lady spoke in utter scorn, her eyes resting on Sofia.

"We are sorry, miss..."

"Sorry for your lazy, miserable ass!" Her insult echoed in the entire office, making Liz lean back in shock and shame. "Is this where you are assigned to work?" She added.

Liz shook her head, bowing down. "No, miss."

"Then I want you back to where you are stationed if you don't want to be jobless in the next one minute!" She ordered.

Liz ran out after excusing herself, while Sofia was still swallowed in bewilderment. The woman didn't look familiar to her at all. Who she was and what authority she possessed to treat them like that was still a puzzle she was trying to crack in her head. However, something about her felt familiar.

"Goodness! What kind of pests are in this company? Are things even running any smoother with the likes of you as employees?" The lady spoke to Sofia, disgusted.

Sofia felt offended and insulted. She was good at her work, punctual, and delivered to the best of her capabilities. Not even once had Ethan complained about her work. And about social standards, she never knew what it meant to swim in riches, but she tried her best to look good. The lady had reason to insult her like that.

"I think you are the one who is lost, miss!" Sofia refused to be intimidated.

"Excuse you?" The lady snapped back, her painted face now covered with furrows. She squeezed her eyes on Sofia, aiming to intimidate her more. "Did you just ask who I am?" She was at a loss for words.

"I did," Sofia shot back immediately, refusing to be threatened. She wore a bold look, maintaining her equanimity, "Honestly, you seem like the one who is lost here. A high-profile company such as this can't be associated with disrespectful and manner less people like you."

The lady looked like she was about to strike Sofia dead with her cold glares. She was writhing in anger. "For your information, you pathetic excuse of a human being," She threw her handbag beside her, and it landed on Ethan's seat. 

Her gaze was fixed on Sofia, not even minding if her classy Gucci handbag fell on the ground or not. "I am Amber Montana! The queen of all the models countrywide," she paused, taking in Sofia's expression which was still flat.

She had heard the big name. But she was still at a loss as to why she was there and why she thought she had any right to insult her like that. 

Amber laughed bitterly for a fleeting second. Suddenly, the faint echoes of her bittersweet chuckles faded as she turned to Sofia again. "Clearly, you still don't get it, do you?"

"I am still waiting for a proper introduction. I don't care about your big name and what you are. Who are you? Tell me something meaningful that warrants your behavior!" she scoffed back.

Amber nodded bitterly, her face burning red. "Since you are more dumb than I thought, I will give it straight to your sickening face." she strode closer to Sofia's side, and they stood like two antagonistic lions. "I am Ethan's fiancee, and soon-to-be wife! I will be Mrs. Montereal Jr. in a few weeks!" she snapped her right hand's middle finger, flaunting her shiny gold ring.

'Holly shieet!' Sofia cursed inwardly.

Her identity took Sofia by surprise. Sofia took a step back, shame washing over her. How couldn't she have known? How could she make a mockery of herself like that? How could she mess with Ethan like that? She had just insulted his fiancee, and she was worried about how he would react. Had she ruined things between them that soon? 

"I see you now know that I have more rights to this office and the company at large as your boss' fiancee, than a mere secretary like you. I can even fire you myself without having to wait for Ethan to fire you for disrespecting me, you stupid pest!"

Even with a remorseful, apologetic expression on Sofia's face, Amber's mouth didn't seem to run out of insults. Sofia blamed herself for always being behind the news, but still, she found no justification for how Amber was treating her.

"Where is Ethan?" Amber demanded, her voice cold and authoritative.

Now that Sofia had a close look at her, she remembered Amber from magazines and media news every now and then. Only that nobody told her who exactly she was - that she was engaged to Ethan. Amber was everything Sofia wasn't-tall, impossibly beautiful, and dripping in wealth. Amber was the kind of woman who could command a room with just a look, and right now, her sharp blue eyes were fixed on Sofia, assessing her in a single glance.

"He is in a meeting, ma'am," Sofia replied, keeping her voice steady despite the tension creeping into the room.

Amber's lips curled into a small, patronizing grin. "Of course, he is. The boss is working while the pests that he feeds are shamelessly gossiping around. You all should be fired. Let me see what your poor families will survive on once you have no salaries." Amber scoffed.

As she walked towards Ethan's table, her hand intentionally swept across Sofia's table, sweeping all the files down from the table.

She turned, her glare cold and unapologetic. "At least you now have something to do! Get on it. You don't want your boss to walk in in a messy office. That can cost you your job, owing to the fact that you disrespected his fiancee." she walked and perched herself comfortably on Ethan's seat and watched in pleasure as Sofia gathered back the files.

Sofia finished, and after putting the files back on the table, she wanted to start going over Ethan's schedule for the rest of the day. But Amber's voice stopped her again. "Go get me something to drink," she ordered.

The lady was really getting on her last nerve. "Coffee, tea, or juice, ma'am?" Sofia asked.

"Fresh juice and sugarless biscuits. Add a glass of black coffee too. I will choose what I will have. And milk coffee with enough sugar for my fiance," she ordered.

Clearly, she was testing Sofia. Ethan was still in the meeting. His order was unnecessary. "Okay. I will call for the..."

She slammed the table, cutting Sofia off. "I sent you, damn it!" Everything went still, her words resonating in the entire office. "I didn't ask you to call for someone to bring what I ordered you lazy ass!"

Just then, the door swung open again, revealing a very befuddled Ethan. His expression as he nears is cold, his eyes darting between me and, well, his fiance. "Why the hell does my office seem like a verbal battlefield, huh? What is going on here?"