"Good morning Gerald." Arin greeted as she entered the office, her voice laced with obvious irritation. Gerald looked up, his his blazing with anger as well but he didn't say anything. He looked around, moved closer to his desk and put his laptop aside. "You called for me." She said again. "Yes I did." Gerald nodded, standing up from his chair. "I called you. So move closer." "And why did you call me? I don't we have anything to do together at least for now. So, why must I come to your office everytime. It isn't that I have the face of the most beautiful girl with the first letter of her name H. So, why is it that you must see my face every morning. Or, have I started to look beautiful than before?" Arin blab, playing with her hair now and then. "Will you keep quiet? Where do you think you are? And in front of who did you think you are saying all of that? Have you lost it completely?" Gerald slammed angrily. "Oh common boss. You should know I was only kidding.
Hazel stormed into her office, locking the door behind her. She sat on her chair and buried her face in her hands, letting out sobs that wracked her body. She didn't want anyone to see her like this. She didn't want anyone to come and talk to her. Hazel sat at her desk, staring blankly at her computer screen. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. She had always been paranoid about her secret being revealed to her colleagues at work. Arin had threatened her to tell everyone if she continued a relationship with Gerald and she knew she could do as she said but still, she wasn't expecting her to do it. It was not only embarrassing but unprofessional. Being a kleptomaniac has always been something that she had been ashamed of. It was a disorder that she couldn't control and she had been trying hard to get rid of it. Hazel couldn't believe it. She felt incredibly exposed, vulnerable, and embarrassed. Unfortunately, her peace was soon disr
Hazel had gone to change her dress real quick and Gerald had promised to come pick her up. She looked stunning in a tight red dress and high heels. Her long blonde hair was curled and her blue eyes sparkled. She smiled when she saw him and kissed him on the cheek. "Hey, handsome. You look great," she said, admiring his black suit and white shirt. "Thanks, babe. You look amazing," he said, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Are you ready to have some fun?" "Absolutely. I've been looking forward to this all week," she said, getting into his car. They drove to the club, which was one of the hottest spots in town. The music was loud, the lights were flashing, and the crowd was energetic. They showed their IDs at the door and walked in. As Gerald and Hazel walked into the club, they could feel the energy pulsing through the air. The bass of the music reverberated through their bodies, and the flashing lights illuminated the dance floor in a dazzling display of color. They
The champagne glasses clinked as the employees of Fraser's Gemonds Jewelry Inc. toasted to the company's fifth anniversary. The elegant ballroom was filled with laughter and applause as Gerald took the stage to deliver his speech. "Thank you, thank you, thank you all for being here tonight. You can't understand how this meant to me. But truth to be told, I am so so overwhelmed. You are not just my colleagues, you are my family. And I'm so proud of what we have achieved together in these five years. We started from nothing, and now we are one of the leading firms in the country. We have faced many challenges, but we have overcome them with hard work, innovation and teamwork. And I couldn't have done it without you. Especially without my loyal and efficient personal assistant, Arin. Arin, please stand up and take a bow." The crowd cheered as Arin, stood up from her seat near the stage. She smiled nervously and waved her hand, feeling a surge of pride and gratitude. She had been
It was a sunny Wednesday and the board of directors had gathered in Gerald's office. They were all sitting in front of his desk, waiting for him to arrive. Gerald had been informed of the meeting earlier in the day, but he had not shown up yet, causing some anxiety among the board members. "Why is Gerald behaving like this? I am sure he is doing this intentionally because he knows why we are here." A woman complained, glancing at her wrist watch now and then. "Remember that Gerald is the top senior executive over the management. Even if we have to handle this with force, you know that Gerald has built this name for himself. We can't just say what we want to say and expect him to do it the way we want him to do it. He is a billionaire, he has several connections with the government of most countries." Another said, trying to sound cool. "Why are you speaking like this Paul?" "Just wait and watch. When Gerald's comes in we know what to do." After a few minutes, the door opened, and
ARIN'S POV I walked into the office building with a mixture of relief and dread. I still couldn't imagine that I had been fired by Gerald, for not supporting his relationship with Hazel, a kleptomaniac who had stolen from him several times. It just doesn't make sense. He wouldn't expect me to just sit there and watch him do that rubbish. I had tried to warn Gerald about Hazel's condition, but he had accused me of being jealous and meddling in his personal life. He had told me to pack her things and leave immediately. That was probably nice and to him, her perhaps thought he had done the smartest thing. What a failure. Definitely, I am jealous, that's undeniable. But I was not ready to give up my job as Gerald's personal assistant. I had worked hard for years to earn his trust and respect, and I enjoyed the challenges and perks of being by his side. I had a open crush on him simply because I didn't care, which I had dared to confess but eventually landed me out of here.
Arin stood there, stunned and heartbroken. She felt tears streaming down her face. She had lost him. She had lost him to Hazel. This wasn't Gerald she knew. Gerald who was not interested in anyone. Who could ever think that he would fall for no one but a Kleptomaniac? She wiped her eyes and looked around the office. She saw his papers, his computer, his phone, his photos... everything reminded her of how they had been from the start. She remembered the period they got everything new and she was part of those who decorated Gerald's office, just for her to be in his good book but he never gave her a chance. Not even once. She never knew that his extreme professionalism would make him so vulnerable. She felt a surge of anger and resentment. She hated Hazel. She hated her for stealing Gerald from her. She hated her for ruining her life. "I have to take back what is mine at all cost and even if I can't get him, I will never allow her get Gerald." She thought. She picked up
Gerald stepped into his house, tired from a long day at work. He was surprised to see his sister, Cheryl, waiting for him in his bed room. "Hey sis, what brings you here?" he asked, giving her a quick hug. Cheryl's face was serious. "We need to talk," she said, her voice low. Gerald raised an eyebrow. "Okay, what's on your mind?" Cheryl took a deep breath. "Arin told me something that I find hard to believe. He said that you're in a relationship with a kleptomaniac named Hazel or something like that. I am sure this is not true, is it?" Gerald's heart sank. He had been hoping to at least keep Hazel's condition from her until he finds a solution to Hazel's obsessive theft, for a while longer. But now that it was out in the open, he didn't want to lie to his sister. "Yes, it's true," he said, his voice quiet. Cheryl looked at him, shocked. "Gerald, how could you be in a relationship with someone like that? Do you know how dangerous that is? Do you even know what