No matter the level of anger currently swirling in my chest like a jolt of electric current, I refuse to utter a word to Barbara Collins.
It is hard for me to pretend to be unaffected by the revelation she just made, and I am almost about to lose my mind by merely sitting next to her. The air she breathes constitutes a lot of nuisance to me, and I personally think it should be cut off. Permanently. I grit my teeth and keep my gaze on Stella who is standing behind a podium sorting through some files. As we had earlier uploaded our resumés while applying for this vacant position through the mail, we were not required to come for the interview with any other document besides our ID. This is why I had no reason to go straight home from the club to pick anything. “Good morning, everyone,” Stella greets, immediately calling our attention to her. “As I earlier introduced myself, I am Stella, the current personal assistant, the position you all are vying for.” ‘Oh!’ I mouth. I thought she was the secretary or something when I first met her behind the receptionist's desk. “I am seven months pregnant and will be going on maternity leave next month, so for the one month I still have left, I will be training the next personal assistant to Mr. Moore. This is…” The rest of the words Stella says next fades out as I try to connect the dot. The Mr. Moore she mentioned is the man I rode the elevator with this morning and slept with last night. Wait a minute. I take a deep breath and try to calm my tensed nerves but it’s hard, especially when it dawns on me that I’m vying for the position of personal assistant to my one-night-stand partner. I can say over and over again that I have never been this out of breath in my life or this kind of predicament before. It feels like I’m entering straight into a coma if I don’t get a hold of myself soon. I don’t know how long I’m out of it when it still feels like a blood vessel has ruptured in my brain. I catch the rest of the words out of Stella’s mouth when I finally recover and still reeling in the aftershock. “Out of the one hundred and twenty candidates who applied for this position, just sixteen of you made it to this stage and only one person will be given the opportunity to replace me. Today, Mr. Moore and I will be conducting the interview.” Barbara claps her hands excitedly and I almost don’t hold back rolling my eyes at her. I wonder what is so special about her happiness when I’m over here dying of the kind of trouble I plunged myself into. “I know most of you are surprised about the new changes, especially in regards to the CEO position,” Stella says as she patiently meets our gazes one after the other. “Mr. Christopher Moore is the new CEO of Transcorp. He officially resumed this position a few days ago. His inauguration ceremony hasn’t happened yet but will come later in the future.” I learn it’s the reason no official records about him have been publicized yet. As Stella fills us in about Christopher Moore, I learn a shocking discovery. He was elected as the new CEO of TRANSCORP by the Board of Directors after his uncle and founder of the company Fedrick Moore endorsed him instead of his own son. I smell a strong family feud here. All is not well. Stella doesn’t get to finish the rest of her introduction when the man of the hour walks in. Everyone inhales a sharp breath catching sight of that handsome face worth drooling for. Including me. I get a better look at Christopher Moore and discover something new. His golden-brown eyes are deep and expressive. And when I stare a little longer, his eyes meet mine. Instantly he shoves his hands into his pants pockets and narrows his gaze down at me. My heart skips a beat as my intrusive thoughts start to kick in. I wonder why he is staring at me like that and suddenly a thought drops in my heart. I recall him asking Stella to send his lawyer in. Perhaps, it has something to do with the ‘entanglement in the sheet’ at the club? Or maybe he recognizes me?! The moment I think so, my gaze widens in fright and my bladder constricts. I think I need to pee.My worst fears don’t come true when Christopher Moore looks away from me. I release a deep breath I don’t know I’ve been holding. It will be terrible if he recognizes me.I am currently having a big battle with my mind on whether to go ahead with the interview for the position or not.It doesn’t feel normal to closely work with a man I had casual sex with. Everything screams awkward in my ears, but my current financial situation keeps fighting back.“Can we start the interview now?” He says to Stella who quickly agrees and introduces him to us.“…The interview lasts five minutes for each person. As soon as you hear your name from the speaker, please make your way into the room across. Thank you.”Stella and Mr. Moore head out first, leaving us to ourselves. Before Babara can turn to me, I stand up and move my chair to the end of the room until several minutes later.I’m the last person to enter the room across and when I do, Stella asks me to take my seat which I do.The inte
Christopher’s POV. 8:15 AM. With eyes narrowing and brows furrowing, I make a stop at the front desk on my way out of the club. I woke up naked this morning with spots of semen on my thighs and the bed. Someone definitely came into my room while I was delirious. “Who let a woman into my room?” I demand with an icy tone as my gaze moves between the two people behind the desk. I watch them exchange confused glances and something flashes in my eyes. Wrath. I don’t want to believe they don’t know what I’m talking about. This is an exclusive club and no one, I mean no one has permission to get into my bedroom without my consent unless they get the keycard from the management and I think that’s exactly what happened. I don’t have time to stall so I demand to see the CCTV footage from my room door last night but I don’t mind showing up late for the interview or leaving everything to Stella. “We are sorry, Sir. Unfortunately, the policy set by the management does not al
Emily's POVI didn’t think Barbara would be waiting outside the building for me because as soon as I step out, she rushes towards me.She just doesn’t know when to give up.“I saw the smirk you gave me earlier. Don’t rejoice so soon because I will definitely get this position and stomp all over your face!” Barbara says, stopping in front of me as she glances me up and down. “You lost your boyfriend to your adopted sister. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to lose this position as well. You know, celebrating double losses would be perfect instead of one.”For the records, Barbara is talking about the look I gave her after Mr. Moore crushed her confidence. I didn’t even know she saw it. Also, I had no idea she knew what happened to me at that party yet presented the situation to Mr. Moore like I was caught fighting Brenda for her man.At this point, I’m not even thinking for myself. Anyone but Barbara can secure the position of Personal Assistant to the CEO of Transcorp.I know Barbara thinks I
I nod before quickly saying to her, “Please, can you get me some ice?” She stares at me for a moment and then follows my gaze to the spot my hands are clutching, a deep sigh escapes her lips. “Give me two minutes,” she says and turns on her heels to leave and I’m grateful for that. By the time I finish giving my swollen ankle a cold water compress and limp into the dining hall, Dad, Mum and Brenda are already sitting around the table. I walk into Mum putting food on Brenda’s plate with so much love in her eyes. I have never seen her gaze at me that way. “Why are you limping? What happened to your leg?” At Dad’s question, I pull my thoughts together as Mum and Brenda cast their glance at me. They look surprised at first before Brenda withdraws her gaze. Mum fixes a stare on me. “Don’t mind her. She is always trying to seek our attention. Go on with your food.” Dad’s gaze pierces through me like an arrow. I know he is waiting for an answer from me, so I give him one as I
I can’t keep myself in check after Brenda left and the servants checked on my foot. I want nothing more than to leave this house. My mental health is at stake, I need to escape. And this is the moment where I should be pacing up and down the room to relieve my pent-up frustration but instead, I’m sitting on the bed biting my lower lips as a result of my swollen ankle. Thankfully I didn’t twist my ankle like I was expecting. It was only a strain on the nerves that should be fine after ice therapy, rest and compression. A thought drops in my heart. I remember I have a best friend and feel an urgent need to contact her before I lose the last shred of my resolve. She is usually busy, so I decide to leave her a text. “Heh, Tessa! Do you have time to spare tomorrow? Can we meet?” To my utter surprise, she texts back two minutes later. “I’m here for you, Babe. We can do brunch tomorrow. Where do you want us to meet? Hope everything is fine at your end?” Her quick respo
I gulp down an entire glass of juice without stopping to take a breath. It’s my third glass by the way and when I’m done, I find myself gasping for air.For real, how can I not recognize my one-night-stand partner????“Chris has been living abroad for several years. He recently came back to take over our uncle’s company, Transcorp…”I grab a napkin and wipe the corner of my lips as Tessa goes on talking about her cousin with pride glittering in her eyes. The last thing I want to do is to sit here and listen to chats that would raise my blood pressure but unfortunately for me, I don’t have much of a choice.“Emily, you don’t need to wait until you get a response from the company you are seeking employment from,” Tessa says with an encouraging smile. “I will introduce you to my cousin and have him secure a position in Transcorp for you.”Now that I think of it, having a one-night stand is not the only gist I skipped telling Tessa. I omitted the fact that Transcorp was the company I
SUNDAY.7 AM. Dear Emily,I hope this message finds you well. On behalf of TRANSCORP, I am thrilled to extend you the offer for the position of Executive Personal Assistant to the CEO. Your skills and experiences stood out to us during the interview, and we are excited about the prospect of you joining us.Here are the details of your offer.…Welcome to TRANSCORP!Warm Regards,I am livid with excitement as I stare at the mail I just received from the HR department of Transcorp. It feels surreal that I was offered the position sixteen of us interviewed for, but I am even more elated that Barbara Collins didn’t smell the position like the way she bragged about getting it.Let’s see who will be stomping on whose face now!I go through the content of my employment letter once again. I am to resume work tomorrow. The perks I will be receiving are not in detail, but I see health insurance and a jaw-dropping starting amount of $30,000 that I will be making monthly! A gasp esca
Grandpa turns his attention back to me and the lines at the corner of his eyes become more pronounced.Unlike Uncle Austin, the looks he shifted to me is kinder.“Come see me in my study after dinner. There is an important conversation we need to have,” Grandpa says to me and picks up his cutlery again. But I’m done with the food and ready to leave.I release a deep sigh and feel Tessa lean in close. “I don’t think you will be able to leave tonight after all.”I get what she is saying. It’s past 7 PM and we are still on dinner, and by the time I finish my meeting with Grandpa, the clock will be hitting 9 PM.“Who says I can’t leave even at midnight?” I reply to Tessa.She shrugs and leans away. Then with something like a proud smile, she says softly, “I almost forgot who you are. You are Christopher Moore. You get whatever you want.” Then she forks a piece of beef into her mouth and chews it slowly with her gaze still on me.I don’t agree with Tessa on this. While it looks like
“What’s funny?” Christopher asked in genuine confusion as he met my gaze, but I quickly shook my head, refusing to answer that question. “Nothing,” I smiled at him. “I shall return to my desk. Have a good day, Mr. Moore, and see you at your lunch.” As soon as I made my statement clear, I opened the door and walked out, shutting it with a soft thud. Then it took me a few moments to recover and adjust my emotions before making my way back to my office. Stella was eagerly waiting for my return which was evident from the way she leaned out of her table as soon as she saw me walk back in. “What is Mr. Moore’s excuse this time around?” she inquired with her gaze on me and I told her the exact reason Christopher gave to me. “Oh…” Stella drawled. She had a mixed expression at the news. While she was happy that Barbara wasn’t promoted because she was deserving of that position, she was still a bit dissatisfied with her. Just like me, she must be wondering if there wasn’t any other w
“I just stepped into the office this morning and learned the worst news in recent times since I started work at Transcorp,” Stella started, turning her full attention to me. And I can tell by the way her jaw flexed that she was trying hard to control her emotions. I pretended not to have any idea of what she was talking about just to be on the safer side and probed, “What bad news did you hear?” “Barbara Collins was promoted and moved from the secretary’s desk to the Management department. Didn’t you hear about it when you clocked in this morning?” Stella inquired, narrowing her eyes. I could tell she was just mad at the situation, and not at me, so there wasn’t any need for me to lie to her, especially when she was being so honest with me. “I heard about it,” I admitted as my shoulders naturally slumped. I’ve been tensed all morning since finding out the news, and I still felt that Christopher owed me some answers. “And you have no idea why she was given a promotion she didn
Emily’s POV. As the warm water from the shower splashes on my head and pours down my body, I can’t help but think about Christopher and what he was doing now. We didn’t have much time to ourselves at work today and standing under the shower only made me miss him more. Thoughts of Christopher occupied my mind until I turned off the shower and stepped back into my bedroom dressed in my pyjamas. And in my bid to quickly check my phone to see if there has been any text from him yet, I discovered that one of my bags which I returned from work with, was missing. My brows creased in worry as I began to think of the place where I must have left it because I am quite sure that I took both bags with me while leaving my office. “Did I leave it my car or...?” My thoughts immediately come to a halt when I finally remembered the last possible place where I might have left it. Almost immediately, anger consumed me as I opened my door and stormed out of my bedroom. I can’t imagine that I w
“Honey, you should know my sister doesn’t care about how long she has known this Christopher before deciding to marry him,” I said to Oliver, my tone dripping with honey. “So, she only cares about taking revenge on me?” Oliver asked, meeting my gaze with a scowl sitting on his face. He looked very displeased as if Emily didn’t have any right to do as she pleased with her life. I smirked to myself and slowly nodded in response, as innocence contoured my face. I have to sow more discord why pretending to be oblivious to them. “I believe that’s what she is thinking about. Also, like I said, this Christopher Moore is from the famous prominent Moore family. Emily will definitely pick him as her partner as along as she feels he’s better than you.” As I made that striking statement of indirectly calling Oliver inferior, I laughed inwardly as I watched him gnash his teeth from the corner of my eyes. But then, I had to go into another coughing fit as my expression grew weary. Almost i
Brenda’s POV.I have been sitting in my bedroom, impatiently waiting for Oliver to come find me since I heard of his arrival, but I have no idea of what has been keeping him downstairs. If I didn’t have to pretend to be totally helpless, I would have already found my way to the living room long ago. But as if Oliver could sense my displeasure, he knocked softly on my door and came in when I weakly approved. “Babe,” Oliver called me softly as he quickly rushed over to my side with concern laced in his brows. “How are you?” My eyes turned teary as I attempted to sit up on the bed, but he quickly assisted me saying, “You don’t have to struggle to do this while I’m here,” While I enjoy this, I can’t help but actually hope that his mind is still divided. It would be futile for him not to be concerned about Emily and her impending wedding after my efforts last night. I won’t even let it happen.“I have been waiting for your visit. What took you so long?” I asked weakly, allowing m
Emily’s POV.Work was a lot tasking today. I felt so exhausted that I could use a full body massage to relax my tensed nerves. But this is something only a phone call from Christopher would have solved. Sadly, he is pretty occupied today.As soon as I finished the last document I had to review for the day, I shut my computer and left the company, expecting to get home and get some rest only for me return home and see Oliver and his parents sitting in the living room chatting with Mum and Dad.Honestly, I had no idea the Jones’ would be in our house today even though Mrs. Jones had phoned Mum last night. Although I had heard Mum’s happy voice from the door as I walked a minute ago, it never occured to me that there were only a handful of people she invited home and had this kind of reaction with while chatting, and that the Jones should be the more appropriate family.My stomach churned, especially at the sight of Oliver. I don’t know why he still affected me so badly even though
Barbara was a bit uncomfortable with my out-of-the-blue question. Her lashes fluttered lightly as she looked towards her father for help, but he either didn’t see her since he wasn’t looking her way, or he pretended not to have seen her subtle gesture.Whichever one it was, I am still waiting for Barbara’s response because I won’t let her get away with this. Her actions are annoying and the sight of her is irritating.Seeing that she couldn’t get away with my interrogation she smiled sheepishly and returned her gaze back to me.“I took a half-day off from work today.”“Why?” I probed, leaning out of my seat with all manner of curiosity as a deafening silence hit the room. And I’m glad that everyone apart from Barbara knew better but to be silent.Barbara looked anywhere but at me as she answered my question. “I wasn’t feeling too well, but I’m all good now.”A scoff escaped my lips before I could gauge my reaction. Nothing infuriated me more than this woman’s nonchalance at my
THURSDAY. Christopher’s POV. Thursday was a busy day for me and I barely had the time to check on Emily. But to make up for it, I invited her to have lunch with me during lunch break. Emily looked a bit stunned by the offer as she set my food down. “I have my lunch already. Also, while it’s true that Stella won’t say anything since she knows we are together, we can’t disrupt the work ethic” Emily said to me with slightly furrowed brows. If this had been any other day, I would have let her escape unfortunately for her, I’m not in that mood, so I pinned my gaze to her and ask, “Are you sure you don’t want to have lunch with me, and would prefer eating with others?” I asked her that question, I rubbed my jaw subtly with my fingers and licked my lower lips without doing as much as blinking. How could Emily resist this temptation? I am not always proud, but some special occasions calls for it, like today. Emily let out a deep sigh and plopped herself on the couch.
Emily’s POV. “I see that you are happy and satisfied with your best friend,” Christopher said with his gaze on me as he crossed his leg over the other while sitting on a chair as Tessa and I walked into the room and shut the door. From the shameless attitude he displayed back in the dining room, I thought that I would see him on my bed by now, but it turned out that he could be a gentleman when he wanted. “Of course, she’s always proud of me,” Tessa jumped in before words could form in my mouth. “Are you jealous that you don’t have any good friend like they way we do?” “Who said I don’t have good friends? What do you take me for?” Christopher retorted. Meanwhile, Tessa pretended to think for a moment before saying, “Oh... I remember now. All your friends are living abroad, so you are back here alone and lonely.” Tessa wriggled her eyebrows playfully after finishing her remark and I bet she’s very proud of herself while Christopher remained unaffected with her teasing until th