Chapter 02

Chapter 02

Not his type?! Olivia couldn't believe what she's just heard. He certainly wasn't her type either, with his 6"4 inches of toned muscles and tan skin, never mind that he was filthy rich and with the voice of the ocean wanes, he certainly was not her type!

Grumbling and picking up what was left of her wounded dignity, Olivia got off the floor and dusted her skirt - thankfully the office floor was quite clean. Chad marched on like he hadn't just left her to fall on her butt and soon, he was barking instructions at her like nothing happened.

"When do I have my next meeting?" He asked for the second time and Olivia was still struggling to go through her iPad. She really wasn't sure how it worked, the last secretary had tried showing it to her twice but she didn't get it. "I think__"

"I'm not paying you to think, Olivia Bernard, I'm paying you to get my work life in order!" He snapped.

"That's the job of your personal assistant, not your secretary," she mumbled and Chad asked her what she said but she shook her head with a spooky smile - she still needed her job.

Opening his office door, Chad strode in and Olivia finally dumped the papers on the table, sighing as the weight was off her rather tiny arms. She flexed the numb limbs for a short while and Chad stared at her with a mischievous smile. ''When you're done with that yoga routine, get me a cup of coffee," he ordered and Olivia nodded, walking out of the door with a heavy sigh.

Olivia realized it was not going to be easy working with Chad Steele, he wasn't willing to be any less arrogant or cocky for her sake. Outside, she slammed on the coffee machine angrily and it began to whoosh, she shoved the mug under and in a few seconds, the coffee was ready.

The first person she bumped into on her way back to the office was the accountant at the marketing department, he wore a fancy beach shirt with two buttons open at the top and he wasn't even pretending to not leer at her. "Hey, Liv," he said as she walked past him and tried to grab her arms.

"I'm working, Peter, not now," she muttered and tried to pull away but his grip became firm and he looked at her in the eyes lustfully, sticking out his tongue and tasting his own upper lips. "Are you sure you don't want to come with me into the store room?" He asked with a husky voice.

"No, let go of my arms, Peter, I have work to do!" She snapped and tried to move away from him, flinging her arms away. That was a terrible mistake because right at that instance, the director was walking right in and the coffee spilled on her shoes.

"Oh my God!" Olivia gasped and quickly got on her knees, trying to wipe the stains with her hands. Peter, realizing the mess that had just been made and how mean the director was, hurried away.

"You piece of trash!" The lady snapped at her, her painted lips twisted in an ugly scowl and she spat on the floor. Olivia rose with shaky legs and kept apologizing when the lady grabbed her hair and shoved her to the corner. Olivia felt helpless, many eyes were now watching both of them and some had even pulled out their phones. She couldn't do anything but apologize to the lady who didn't seem placated at all. "This shoe is the latest Louboutin right now! Do you know what that is?! Can you ever afford one in your life?!" She snapped at her angrily and shoved her again, until she was flush against the wall.

"I'll fix it, I just need some paper towels and some stain remover from the__" but she didn't get to finish that when the director suddenly raised her fist and tried to hit her. Olivia cringed and sank into the wall, waiting for that blow. But it never landed.

"Miss Rose!" The loud voice of none other than Chad spoke out and everyone froze, including the director. Olivia was shaking as Chad walked to the scene and snapped at the lady bullying her. "What's going on here?" He asked coldly.

"Mr Steele," Rose said in a very soft voice, a bit different from the menacing tone she'd just used on Liv a while ago. Rose had made it quite obvious that she liked her boss. Everyone at the office knew she had eyes on Mr Steele and she wasn't being discreet about it either. There had even been rumors once that they spent the night at the office and she became even more territorial since then.

"I hope this isn't what it looks like, because hitting an employee here will get you fired," Chad reminded her in a stiff tone. Rose glared at Olivia and then turned to Chad with a soft smile. "Of course not, I know the rules. I was just trying to make sure she learns to be less clumsy in the future," she replied with a soft chuckle.

Chad looked at Olivia, "Are you okay? Did she hurt you?" He asked and she shook her head at once. Chad turned to everyone who had gathered at the scene and barked, "What are you all looking at?! Get to work now!" At once, the crowd dissipated, hurrying to their different desks.

Rose looked at Chad with heavy eyes and twirled her hair around her fingers, "Sir, is there anything you __" Rose asked but Chad simply looked away from her and said to Olivia, "Get me my coffee, now," she nodded at once and hurried away to get a refill when she heard something that made her stop in the doorway.

"Oh, and you're working late with me tonight, I need help with a few things," he added and strode into his office. Olivia was stunned and Rose sneered at her as she stomped off.