Chapter 5

Sara walked briskly along the sidewalk, her eyes fixed on the office building ahead. She was already running late, thanks to a sleep-filled morning that had left her groggy and disoriented. Madison had specifically told her not to be late, and here she was, already 10 minutes behind schedule.

As she turned a corner, a black SUV sped past her, sending a wave of water from the road splashing over her. The water had accumulated on the road from the morning rain, and the SUV's tires had kicked it up, drenching Sara.

Sara's eyes widened in anger as she felt the cold water seep into her clothes. She let out a string of abusive words, her voice echoing through the morning air.

"Seriously?

The SUV sped past her, sending a wave of water splashing over her; Sara's anger boiled over. "Are you fucking blind, you rich bastard?" she shouted, her voice echoing through the morning air. "Can't you see people? Fucking dog!"

As soon as the words left her lips, the SUV screeched to a halt just a few feet away. Sara was still fuming with anger, her heart racing with indignation.

The driver's side door opened, and a man in a sleek black suit stepped out. He was wearing black goggles, which added to his already intimidating presence. He strode towards Sara, his long legs eating up the distance between them.

As he approached, he ripped off his goggles, revealing a pair of piercing bright blue eyes that seemed to bore into Sara's very soul.

"What did you just call me?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Sara stood her ground, her anger still simmering just below the surface. "I called you a rich bastard," she spat, her voice dripping with venom. "And a fucking dog, for that matter."

The man's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. "You have no idea who I am, do you?" He sneered, his voice dripping with contempt.

Sara raised an eyebrow, her defiance unwavering. "No, and I don't care. You're just some entitled rich guy who thinks he can drive however he wants and splash people on the sidewalk."

The man's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "You're going to regret saying that," he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Sara stood her ground, her eyes locked on the man's angry face. "I'm shaking in my boots," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

The man took a step closer to her, his eyes blazing with anger. "You should be," he growled. "You have no idea who you're dealing with. I'm not some ordinary person you can insult and get away with it."

Sara's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't back down. "Well, excuse me for not recognizing your royal highness," she said, her voice heavy with sarcasm.

The man's face darkened even further, his eyes flashing with anger. "You're pushing your luck," he warned. "I'm not a person to be trifled with."

The man took another step closer to Sara, his face inches from hers. His eyes blazed with anger as he growled, "If you were a man, I would..."

Sara's eyes flashed with defiance as she interrupted him, "What you would, huh?"

Just as she spoke, her heel suddenly snapped, and she felt herself losing balance. She was about to fall forward, but the man's quick reflexes saved her. He grabbed her waist and hand, holding her upright.

For a moment, they were frozen in an awkward position, their faces still close together. Sara's eyes locked onto the man's, and she could see the anger still simmering beneath the surface.

But before either of them could say another word, a car sped past them, sending a wave of water splashing over them. The water drenched the man's face, and Sara couldn't help but burst out laughing at the sight.

The man's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Sara with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. Sara's laughter only seemed to fuel his irritation, and he tightened his grip on her waist and hand.

The man's expression changed, and he smirked at Sara, his eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement. "Don't be so happy; right now you're under me," he said, his voice low and husky.

Sara's laughter faltered, and she sensed the double meaning behind his words. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she realized the intimacy of their position. She quickly distanced herself from him, her face cold and expressionless once again.

"Bastard," she muttered, her voice barely audible.

She removed her broken heels and stood barefoot on the wet pavement. Without another glance at the man, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing alone.

The man watched her go, his eyes fixed on her retreating figure. A mixture of emotions played on his face—anger, frustration, and a hint of admiration for the feisty woman who had just walked out of his life. For a moment, he stood there, frozen in thought, before finally turning and walking back to his SUV.

*** Madison's eyes widened in shock as she took in Sara's disheveled appearance. "Sara, you're late," she said, trying to hide a smile. "But first, let's get you cleaned up."

Madison led Sara to the washroom, where she quickly fixed her hair and washed her face. After a few minutes, Sara emerged looking more composed, although her clothes were still damp from the earlier encounter.

Madison nodded in approval. "Okay, now you look presentable. Let's go meet Christopher."

As they walked to Christopher's cabin, Sara's nerves began to flutter. What would he be like? Would she make a good impression?

When they arrived, Christopher smiled warmly at Sara and invited her to sit. He scanned her profile, his eyes narrowing as he read.

"I must say, I'm impressed," he said, looking up at Sara. "You've had some impressive roles in the past. So, I have to ask, why are you looking to work as an assistant here? People usually strive for promotions, not demotions."

Sara hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. "It's just personal issues, sir," she said finally.

Just then, the door to the cabin opened, and a man walked in. Christopher looked up, a hint of annoyance on his face.

"Austin, you're late," he said.

The man, Austin, shrugged. "Don't ask," he said. "I met a stupid woman today," he muttered.

As soon as the words left his lips, Sara's eyes snapped to his, and she felt a jolt of recognition. Austin's eyes widened in surprise as well, and they both said in unison, "You."

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