The Devil's Secretary

Lillian I followed them to the elevator looking like a puppy drenched in cold water. The receptionist whose name turned out to be Helena had been glaring daggers at me. I noticed that some buttons on her shirt had popped open. She had been arching her back, pushing up her already exposed boobs. Obviously, her squeaking like a church rat all the way to the elevator wasn't to annoy me but to impress her boss. Mr. Stone face hadn't even glanced at her the whole time. He had glanced at me once when I almost tripped and had to grab his hand for support. The look he gave me was enough to slit my throat. He was scary and cold and a jackass. We entered his office which was grand and bigger than the apartment I lived in. “Get me my work file and the sketchbook."He ordered. Helena stomped out of the office immediately leaving me and Stone face alone. He turned to face me, taking a step towards me. “ You will type out every single page until your fingers break, and then you'l

Lillian I have been staring at the mail I received this morning for the past one-hour now. I cried my eyes out yesterday thinking I was now fired and had to continue my job as a dishwasher at the bar. Yesterday I managed to go to my shift after crying at my parent's grave. I had been so moody until I returned home by 3am this morning. My boss reduced my pay, saying I was late and there was no wine glass to serve the customers. But, at least I've got some extra dollars to spare. I came home looking like a ghost about to drown myself in self-pity then start another job hunt when I received the mail. For once, it seems like the earth was in my favor. “Are you not going to go ?” Jade asked as she got dressed for work. I sighed. “ If I don't I'll continue to be miserable”. “Exactly!” She exclaimed, making me chuckle. “ Girl, this is the highest paying job you've gotten in your lifetime. Yesterday was a mistake and that's that. Today is a new day”. I screamed Into my pillow. “

Zayden As I stepped into the boardroom, my father was tapping his fingers on the table impatiently, with Aiden beside him. There were two other board members in the room, and I hoped that the issue hadn't reached their ears. But,this was my Father. He spreads news like wild fire especially if it's about me. "You called for me?" I asked directly, skipping all formalities. My father slid a file over to me. "What's this nonsense, Zayden." He said with a tone of disapproval. It was the contract I signed with a neighbouring company just yesterday, and now they wanted to terminate it. I tried maintaining a straight face, but I was taken aback. "This is not possible," I said. "I received complaints, Zayden, and I didn't like what I heard . Since when did you become so incompetent? " He raised his voice, expressing disappointment in my work. I gritted my teeth trying to stay calm. "Enlightenment me ". " The presentation you made yesterday doesn't align with what's written here

Lillian "I'm having a flow, the type that happens monthly." I said clearing my throat not to look awkward. He dipped his hands in his pockets, straightening his stance. " You'll have to use more words, Mrs Ace ." I swallowed ,wishing the ground would open up and swallow me. " And please get up from the floor!" He scolded. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't because I was a thousand per cent sure that the white towel was stained. From the pain in my lower abdomen, I could tell I was leaking like my kitchen sink ."I...I...can't ". " You can't?... Mrs ace, do I have to remind you that we have a lot of work to do ?" I looked up to meet his stare; our eyes locked for a moment until his eye trailed down to my chest. I did my best to assume that he didn't just look at my boobs." You don't understand, I really can't ". I told him, a worried expression plastered on my face. "Then make me understand and do it quickly!" His eyes were still on my boobs. How can he still keep a

Lillian There was no way I'd back down. One thing I hate is being aware of something bad and doing nothing about it. And now this jerk of a boss was too hard-headed to listen to opinions from others. I had to hold my breath as he cornered me. "You're saying that I made a mistake?" His voice was hoarse. I had to turn my face sideways or I would feel his breath on my face. "You're not Jesus, Mr Kent. So, yes you made a mistake". I told him.I could feel the anger emanating from him." If you'll just hear me out maybe you'll understand why you'll get rejected." I watched him grit his teeth, struggling to make a decision. "Fine, but if this proves to be a waste of time then you're fired ".I raised my chin, confident of what I was doing, or at least I thought so.He finally stepped away, returning to his desk. I could finally breathe properly. I cleared my throat, placing the iPad right in front of his face. " Well, the issue is your product is directed at the wrong audience