10. A happy day ruined

MIRABEL

I had the best first day at work all thanks to Beauty. We exchanged contacts and after office hours, we met up.

She wanted to shopping to get new clothes because she wanted to change her wardrobe. I would have refused but because I was enjoying her company, I followed her. We ended up having fun while shopping and she got me some matching slippers with her.

She said it was the start of our friendship and she prayed for me to not lose my job or she'd go crazy. 

The thought of that made me a little sad but that motivated me to do so well so that Giveon wouldn't get angry. After his morning schedule and he left for whatever he had in the afternoon, he didn't return to work as he asked me to handle everything.

I didn't know what exactly to do but I was certain I tried my best. When I got home, I was feeling full as I ate some street food with Beauty before we went our separate ways.

"You look excited," Miranda commented, walking towards me with her walking stick.

I smiled at her, "Yes. I am excited."

"I'm guessing you had a great first day at work," she said and I nodded my head in agreement.

"That's great dear. I don't know when Giveon will be back but go freshen up and come down for dinner in about one hour plus," she informed me.

"Alright, thank you."

I waved at her before working up the stairs to go shower. Yesterday night up to this morning was stressful and annoying but somehow the universe chose to cheer me up by giving me a new friend, one I've never had in my life. 

While in the bathroom, I hummed a song in my head moving my hips around in contentment. 

"Would you make me a boss, pretty please, pretty please let me ease your mind? Look at me, can you breathe…" I gasped as in the song.

"I can give you life!" I continued to sing the lyrics of Seoul City by Jennie until the end before I left the bathroom.

I stepped out of my room with a towel firmly wrapped around my body. I got rid of my towel to apply some body moisturizer when the door to my room slammed open.

I gasped in shock from the door slamming open and an angry-looking Giveon stepped into my room.

I quickly covered my boobs with my hand while trying to clench my legs. I didn't fail to notice how he looked at me from my chest to my legs. 

Don't you know how to knock?" I wanted to scream at him but said nothing.

Everything about him was disturbing. He didn't have any manners and did whatever he liked which was very offensive to me. 

"I gave you one simple task. A simple task but what did you do about it?" He seethes through his teeth leaving me confused.

"What… happened?" I asked frantically and he scoffed in disbelief.

"You had to meet up with Mr Anthony, yes or no?" He asked.

The name Anthony was familiar and I was certain I heard the name but I wasn't sure what meeting with him had to do with it.

He raked his hand angrily. "What the fuck is wrong with you!"

"I had a meeting with Mr Anthony by 3pm and I asked you to attend to the rest of my schedule but somehow you didn't go meet him and made him wait for over an hour, have you gone mad?" 

That was insulting and I didn't take it too well. He was outright rude and disrespectful. I bit my inner cheek as I stopped myself from shouting back at him but somehow it wasn't in my personality to face war with war. I'd rather cry instead of raise my voice back because another way I'm going to cry even if I shouted.

Speaking to him would have been easier if he wasn't always coming to me with an energy of fighting. 

"Tell me what you were doing that couldn't make you go meet him?" He questioned.

"I didn't know that I was supposed to go meet him," I replied, my voice lower than I anticipated.

He let out a dry laugh. "You have got to be fucking kidding me!"

"What did you just say? You didn't know? Didn't you read about it? Is it that you don't have brains to think or you've chosen not to use them which is it!" He snapped. 

There were no clear directions on what to do with the details and he never gave me a detailed description of what to do. He left and told me to handle the rest of his schedule.

How was I supposed to know what to do? Did he intentionally not say any word to get me to make this mistake so he could count it? This was all his plan to get me fired and I didn't mind but I didn't like that he was trying to frustrate me intentionally.

A drop of tears slipped down my cheek that I barely realized until I tasted the tear in my mouth. I quickly wiped my eyes to prevent any more. 

"I'm guessing you went to school like every other person and that means you should have brains but sadly everyone can make use of it and I'm not surprised a girl wanting to marry me would have one to begin with." He chided.

"I…"

"Zip it." He cuts me off.

"Not another word from you. I don't want to hear you speak. I gave you a simple task and what did you do about it? You blew it. This is the second strike girl and trust me, the third time, don't bother." He spoke with emphasis on his words.

I gulped down the lump that formed in my throat while holding myself to not cry.

"Don't cry. I hate it. If you think crying is going to make me feel for you then you are wrong. Nothing you do will move me, girl. And while at it…" he looked at my naked body once again.

"Go get dressed. There's no way I'm going to be fucking you if you are having such thoughts."