Chapter 1

Ms CEO and Mr Secretary

Chapter 1

*Tim*

The constant shrilling sound of my alarm had me jumping off my bed, annoyingly I pick up the alarm throwing it hard against the walls. Then I remembered that’s the fifth one I just broke in three freaking days, how the hell come? Am lazy and clumsy I agree, but guys are always messy I think we know, but not a matured guy like me, I still don’t know how.

I skipped to the bathroom in my towel brushing my teeth standing in front of the bathroom mirror, I really have to be more careful and punctual if I don’t wanna loose my sweet job. Even tho my boss is a female, she don’t take shit, I wonder what am still doing in her secretary’s office. I mean I always come late, I knew exactly how to misplace an important file, how to scatter my boss already planned schedule. Gosh I suck at everything ongoing in my life, none of my family members even care to call or always be there for me, so them in my life is like a ghost, they are a ghost.

I turn on the cold shower, jerking backward I run out due to the coldness I felt on my skin; Jeez!!! I can’t bath in that, I turned it back off going back to my room to dress up. Wait is my perfume and body spray still available and there, I ran to check and see that the fuck they’re finish. Am just so doomed, how can my sweet body spray just finish at this needy time alongside my perfume. Now I will have no option than too go inside that hateful cold water about battling my skin, I count my steps going back into the bathroom still on towels holding it tightly as if am going to hit a serial killer in my bathroom about to kill me, the shower itself is a serial killer tho, he’s grinning and laughing at my weak self for coming back to him now. This is eternal suffering, I have never bath in the morning, I always take my bath every night because then, there won’t be cold anymore.

I close my eyes gently turning the shower on, I almost scream at the water beating harshly against my poor skin, I shivered rubbing and brushing my body with soap and sponge. Gosh, I hate this, I hate it so much I can kill this shower if it a person.

I managed to survive not actually dying inside the shower; theoretically am still freeze and stiffed from the water coldness, I gagged walk back to my room with my hands positioned like that of a robot. Waters drip continuously down my face, I rub and dry it with my face towel, gosh this isn’t just me, how come I even survive the water. I move close to my wardrobe rummaging for a cloth to wear for today, jeez I settled for a corporate office like outfit when am not even corporate or close to it.

I tie around my wrist fighting with the wristwatch am bout putting on it, I won the fight moving the watch to is appropriate position. I check to see what the time is. What!!!!! Jeez, am more than an hour late, I mean close to an hour late.

I pack the things I’d be needing knowing am forgetting something but don’t know what. Locking the door behind me I walk like a crazy man heading down the streets, making sure I hailed down any empty taxi that drove by. Luck wasn’t really on my side as none of them stopped, heaven descend when I actually got in one and in haste I told him to drive reckless.

“Can’t your car fly or run like a flash please?” I asked stupidly with my arms folded. He directed at me a life threatening glare telling me not to shut up, which I did abruptly but after hissing back at him.

I dropped approaching the entrance, just then I heard a car horned as I think my boss just arrive, I run in quickly before she sees me and gives me another punishment. I run not looking ahead till I bumped into this lady walking majestically in front of me, holy trouble I know you love me but I need to be at work. Now I will have to say sorry.

No I don’t!

“Don’t you know you’re suppose to have an eyes behind you so you can know am incoming and move for me,” I spoke not knowing who am speaking to.

It a she it obvious, the heels and dress she’s on, it then I know two men are standing beside her, two mens I know. The stupid my height one, and the short but busty O’Neal’s very cruel one.

Calm down Tim, she might not be the one, this men might be working also for her sister or some made up relatives, because none have ever visited her before.

She slowly turn around signaling the approaching bad bodyguards to stop before they break my leg, I fold my arms together expecting the worst and my expectations.

Well peeps, an advice, never expect your expectations because they manage to always come true.

My boss cold glare cause a whole full pump of adrenaline flushing down my system, I quivered at how her mere stare give me this kinda chills.

“Hey there boss, wow you look amazingly stunning today. The eye in the back thing was just an advice,” I joke with a very shallow chuckle.

“Mr Jones you’re late again!” She snapped as every co-workers keep doing there thing and not looking at us.

Well that my boss for you, she’s so strict, disciplined, proud, rude, arrogant, and every word that describe not nice. Yup she’s not a bit nice, I wonder how I got this job in the first place.

“I-“ she raised a finger signaling I stop speaking which I did abruptly.

“Then said to me I need a eye behind my back,” she said coldly and somehow threatening to me.

“Huh… huhhh” I shake my head, “it eyes ma’am, you made a mistake,” I said earning myself a slap.

I rub lightly my peppered cheek in hotness as I keep making weird sounds, “don’t you know it a taboo to slap a working man.” I said cautiously to her stepping many feet away from her incase there's another incoming slap.

“Huhh, come closer and repeat yourself.” She turn to some stupid workers starring at us. “You’re fired!!” She said pointing at three people and ordering the guards to throw them out.

I knew my fate is nothing but “you’re fired” this morning, but am not receiving a slap for nothing.

“Now you, decide your punishment in ten seconds,” she turned back facing me.

I hissed loudly, “ten seconds is too much, kindly punish me with kisses and not firing me,” I said giving her a genuine smile.

Her cold stare had me chewing on my bottom lip with fear she might really fire me, if I mistakenly lost this job then am killing myself.

“Kisses and not firing you, you said,” she said, her words sounding weird. “You’re not fired,” she continued with her face straight as fuck, “I just want you in my office ASAP in ten minutes!” She ordered turning and going straight to the elevator. I walk swiftly behind her not before returning back the glare this people are giving me, she open the elevator going in as her guards stopped me. “Oh no boy, this particular elevator shouldn’t be stepped in by you, because if it did you’re straight up fired. Only the stairs is available for you.” She said pressing the close button as the elevator slowly close. Am not a freaking boy!!! She's also a girl.

I stare blankly at the two guards in front of the elevator, “guys!” I called securing their stoic attention. “I promise to make the boss yours if you guys allow me in,” I said to them. They both gave me a death stare that I didn’t know when I staggered back, “you both look like chickens not like lion.” I purposely flayed lightly at them, they flayed back as I had my legs flying to the stairs before they choose to break my poor leg or arm.

I look at the stairs ahead of me in total disgust and fear, I hissed turning and going back to where I can get a coffee. To climb this kind of stairs am gonna need a coffee, and I know exactly where to have that, just across our building.

I walk out heading to the coffee job to buy a energetic one at least for me, I need it to climb that stairs if I don’t wanna die young. I got there waving at a waiter to attend to me quick so I can be on my way out.

I waited for the waiter attending to me at the counter lightly beating my hands together.

“Here is your order sir,” she propped forward my burger and coffee, I did the same with the bills resulting in it flying kinda away but still in her reach.

I walk out dusting my shirt mistakenly colliding with this man so close to the entrance, the man hiss loudly pushing me deliberately backward. I look on my shirt the spilled coffee, he spilled coffee on my shirt, then push me rudely backward, then hiss so loud as if am the wrong one here.

I look nearby dropping both my order and phone on the table, removing my wristwatch and unbuttoning some of my shirt’s button, also removing my shoes I move close to the man pushing him also.

The customers inside start standing up and saying I calm down, I respond nothing to the man shouting and ranting around one spot, with anger I really this time punch him. He staggered with a blood stain on him lips, that’s good, he kinda talk to much. Retaliating he throws me a kick unaware in my fuckin stomach, shaking my head constantly to how hard this man already push my button I strike with full force at him before this people will fully separate us and gave him some soothing punches.

His rough face can’t just be compared to my teared shirt, yeah the stupid man teared my shirt. I was bundled by their guards and thrown out alongside my things landing on my chest, I stood up saying, “you don’t treat a fighting customer that way, they need water because they just fought. I need one right now you nitwit.” I shouted at them, they shot me a stare before they return going back inside.

I arrange myself going back inside again, all eyes revolve on me as I think it cos of my torn shirt, with an unbothered face I went straight to the stairs.

I got there gently and slowly climbing the stairs, I got mid way sitting down removing my burger and started eating it. I check my wrist to look at the time, and oops my poor wristwatch broke. Am glad I taught that man a lesson, well is not up to 10minutes yet so am safe. Ten minutes is like an hour in my dictionary, I just have to make my boss know that.

After finishing half of the burger I bought and drank also half of the coffee I continue my lazy journey up the stairs happy with the refreshment in my systems.

I got there first branching my office to drop the remaining burger, I sip lightly from the coffee am holding through the straw inside gently opening the door. I dropped it and made to go back when I notice it was here I left my red shirt, but how come I thought I lost it, oh maybe the day I spent the night here.

I did what I came to do and close the door going to my boss’s, I approach with a sudden chills start running down my straight spines, well I don’t expect a still spine from a beautiful lady.

I first wanted to knock but restrict myself, and purposely open the door to see my boss smooching the guy I bashed up, well life is so small I know.

Now what punishment is going to save me from my boss from firing me. I first of all came late, then bumped into my boss, then fought with who I think is her boyfriend, then spend more than 10minutes according to the stupid wall visible clock on her office wall.

I hate trouble, trouble loves me. What a life?!!!.

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