My eyes are literally bulging out at the scene in front of me.
The rude bitch at the front desk is hunched over the CEO desk as he thrusts into her from behind. My feet are glued to the floor, my mouth wide open, staring blankly at them.
I recognise the CEO instantly, he is the man from the other night, the one that left without a note or thank you.
His hair is tousled, tie laced loosely around his, the white shirt he is wearing is tucked out of his pants as he pounds into her not minding my presence.
The rude bitch smirks at me as the image burns into my brain. His head snaps towards me, and I get lost in his eyes.
It's not blue as I guessed it's green. Deep green like forest trees. A scowl appears on his face, pulling out, he snaps at me.
“Who the fuck are you?”
“Ummm… my–” my thoughts are jumbled up together as I try to make sense of what he says.
“I asked you a question.” his voice is chill, cold. He steps in front of me, towering over my head.
His smell hit me like waves dulling my senses, he smells like wood, cigarette and coconut. I can tell he is ripped from the way he moves, flexing his muscles.
I am measly five foot five while he stood over six foot ten or so. The aura around him is intimidating, commanding authority.
“I–I am your new secretary.” I squeak out, my fingers go into my mouth, biting them.
It's a bad habit of mine.
His face is neutral, no emotion passes through. He simply stared at me, trailing his eyes over my body.
A flick of disgust passes over his feature before his poker face returns.
His jaw tightens, hands clenched beside him as he spits out in anger “Get out.”
I don't need to be told twice, turning around I dash out with the speed of light. Slumping my little ass in my chair inside my office.
Breathing out in relief, my palm automatically starts slapping the side of my head mulling over my stupidity.
Why? why? Why did I go into his office huh?
I slam my head on my table repeatedly trying to knock some sense into my head.
I jump at the sudden ring of the office, slowly I reach out and take the call.
“Get in here.” The CEO's voice rings into my ear sending chills down my spine.
He doesn't wait for a response before hanging up. Oh my lord. I just started working here, and I am going to get fired all because of my nosiness.
Scrambling upon my seat, I rush out heading to his office which is next door.
The bitch comes out, a glare fixed on her face for me. I lower my head just to avoid her as I push the door to his office open.
My eyes automatically find his body. His chair is faced away from me, he turns in his seat staring out of the floor to ceiling window.
“Si–sir,” clearing my throat so I stop stuttering like an idiot, I open my mouth to speak again, this time my voice is more confident.
“Sir, you called for me.”
He twirls a pen within his fingers, still swaying from side to side but not turning to look at me. When he speaks his voice is detached, and cold.
“So you are the idiot who Reece hired,” he swirls his chair again, finally turning completely to stare at me
His eyes make me want to crawl into a hole, and die. Green eyes that look dark, dull and lifeless.
Only his eyes tell me how ruthless he is, his eyes displaying no emotions like a robot he just stares.
“Don't ever step in here without me calling for you. Now take these files, sort them out, and submit them by the end of today.” he barks, his frown more prominent than before.
How could he not remember me? My eyes drift to the files, and I almost faint.
There should be no less than fifty files there, I want to protest before he speaks again, “Get out or you will be fired for being useless.”
My heart breaks. Taking fast strides towards him, I gather the files that are almost heavier than I am, and stumble out of his office.
I drop the file with a heavy sigh leaving my lips, my body falling onto my chair like a sack of potatoes.
Immediately I start sorting the files as requested. After several hours a knock on my door has me raising my head to shout a come in.
A guy, and a girl walk in. The girl's hair catches my eye, it's light brown, her eyes hazel. She has a petite form. Her nose pointed, lips full, and pink with legs that could go on for days.
She is an epitome of beauty,so fine I can't help the next words that slips out of my mouth, “You are so beautiful.”
Her pale cheeks go pink as she ducks her hair shyly, muttering a quick thank you.
“ We heard of the new secretary so we came to invite you for lunch.” the guy says, stretching out his hand.
I shake his hand with a grateful smile, at least some are nice.
“That's so nice of you guys, thank you.” I appreciate smiling.
“I am Jack Tumbler, and this is–”
“Rose Jeffrey.” the petite girl, Rose, interrupts.
I smile, “I am Mia Neomi, lovely to meet you both. I would have to take a raincheck on that offer because Mr Antonio gave me tons of work to do.” I explained sadly.
“Mr Antonio is very strict, and mean. Stay out of his way, and try your best never to offend him.” Rose warns, her eyes darting around.
Tell me about it, the bastard is so hard on me. I am not the one who told him to have sex at work where he can be walked in on.
I thank them once again, waving them bye before they leave.
Once they are gone, I dive back into sorting the files ignoring my aching butt.
By the time I am done it's after eight already. My back, legs, arms everywhere aches, my fingers are numb from typing so much.
All I want to do is squeeze the life out of that stupid, egoistic, crazy maniac for making my day hell.
After sending the files to him, I head out. The whole place is empty when I leave.
The street is dark as I slowly walk to the bus top. I am so oblivious of my surroundings thinking only about the food I am yet to eat that my soul literally leaves me when an arm clasps over my mouth.
“Hey there, pretty little thing.” his other arm move, pressing my boobs hard.
I thrash around, trying to break free but the person is bigger, stronger. Left with no choice I bite his hand hard until he lets go with a hiss.
My feet move fast as I run screaming out, “Help!!!”.
My left foot tripped over the other, sending my body to the floor. Pain shots through me as I move back, tears burning my eyes.
He moves forward a smirk playing on his lips, “Gotcha.” then he lungs at me.
My eyes slam shut waiting for the impact of his hit. My brain going onto overdrive as I think of how I will get raped on my first day all thanks to my useless boss. Seconds pass yet I don't feel any impact, just grunts, and groans that are definitely not coming from me. Slowly I pry my open to the horrid sight in front of me. The man is on the floor, bleeding as another fist slam into his face repeatedly. My eyes widened, Mr Antonio? He plummets his fist into the guy with what I can only describe as rage. I am too shocked to even move or make a sound. When he is satisfied, he moves off the lifeless man, and walks towards me. He bends down, one hand moves to my back as he speaks in a soft voice. I didn't know he was capable of having, “Are you okay?” I just nod, unable to will my vocal cords to produce a sound. With a deep sigh he places one arm under my knee the other under my back, and lifts me up. I am so dazed that I am not aware of when he puts me in his car, and drives all
I storm off, heading to my office still fuming. I barge inside, my anger slowly calming down as I see Reece standing in front of my office. “Hey Mia, nice to see you.” he greets with a light smile on his face. My body relaxes at his niceness. Why can't he be my boss instead huh? I step further into the office as I return his greeting. My voice is rather stiff, “Nice to see you too.”“What has your pants twisted?” he asks playfully, a smirk playing on his lips. “Mr Giovanni fucking Antonio” I grit out, glaring at the wall dividing our offices witching it was him. “Yeah, Vanni is always pissing people off. You just have to learn to tolerate him after all he is the boss.” he advised, perching his ass on my table. “That idiot is so lucky he is my boss or else I would have shoved a stick up his tight ass.” Reece chuckles, he runs his fingers through his hair then speaks, “You are a feisty one. I like it.”Curiosity gets the better of me so I just had to ask the question bugging me,
My body is tingling, I turn feeling the soft material beneath me. I groan, stretching my palm out to rub the silky material. Where am I? I sure as hell know my bed isn't this soft or comfortable. A smile stretches my lips as I remember what happened to me last. I was attacked in my own home. If that didn't feel satisfying then I don't know what else will. I was killed in my home which means I finally get to live peacefully, no more worries. Just live happily in heaven where God can't judge me because well, I didn't commit suicide. I was killed. Oh shit!!! Who did I offend that much to want to have my head? I am a very peaceful passive aggressive person, but that—Doesn't matter, all my sins are placed on that person now, so I have free passage to heaven where I probably am right now. The person can go eat dog shit, ion give a fuck. A little giggle leaves my lips still reeling in the fact that I am no longer alive. Then suddenly my mind stray down to the fact that I was alone.
What do you mean?” I question, pulling myself off the floor in a sitting position. “I do not like to repeat myself.” he glares at me, his muscles flexing under his white singlet. My throat bobs as I watch his arms flex, he narrows his eyes at me shaking his head, and murmuring a word I think is “Whore.”I snap my eyes away, refusing my head from noticing anything about his body again. I refuse to think about his gorgeous green eyes, or how his arms flex in his singlet when he clenches his fist, or how his tattoos seem larger up close, or how his tongue unconsciously darts out to lick his bottom lips when he is thinking or…. Christ Mia, stop!!! Bring your head back to the situation at the hand. Stop thinking about how his hands would feel if they trails down my back as he….. Damnit!!!!“Why did I have to stay here?” I whine, stomping my foot. His mouth moves into a smirk as his eye shine with a gl
I slam the door to the room as I march downstairs my blood boiling. This was the third shipment that went missing in the space of two weeks. This isn't just an accident anymore, and Julio is a dead man if he doesn't provide an answer for me. My steps falter when I get to the room beside mine, a spot on the wall is stained slightly. My nose flares up as my left eye begins twitching. Who dares leave a stain on my wall, not just any wall on this wall. Her wall. I close my eyes to gain any semblance of control because if I snap someone will die. Placing my phone on my ear I say just three words, “Clean her wall.” ending the call I head straight to my room to change. The rest of my house is painted white, but beyond my door all that lies is darkness. Everything in my room is black, my bed, curtains, beside side table, TV and so on.I stride into my room, getting comfortable in the darkness as I make work of my clothes. Pushing the door to my walk in closet open, light penetrates
I scan the place, looking for an escape route. This is going to be so much fun. I walked around the whole place for the past hour, and I noticed that the maids barely stay in the living room. The guards there are packed, but gradually towards the evening they start moving away, leaving just two guards who stay in discrete positions. My plan should work like a gem, I just have to sneak past those two guards, go round the back, and escape through the fence. I drop the glass cup I took from the kitchen, the sound of glass shattering on the tiled floor makes a loud echo through the house. I swiftly duck behind a pillar, hoping the two guards come to check it which they do. Stupid men. I sneak past behind them, trying to control my laugh as they wonder what exactly broke the glass. A ghost? My body shakes harder.Getting out, I turn around dodging as many guards as possible. What
Stupid, stupid, stupid. How can someone be this dense?It happened so fast yet I was able to alliviate some of the damages. She suddenly shoves me aside with a strength I didn’t know she possessed. I stumble ever so slightly using my body to move her to the side. Yet it wasn’t enough as a bullet buries into her belly. She tumbles forward as my body a starts shaking in what I could only describe as rage. The motherfcucker that shot her dashes down the hall. I move with speed shoving her aside as I grab the bastards neck from behind, and fling him across the hall. He crashes his back in the wall, groaning in pain. Rushing back to his feet, he lunges at me throwing his fist at me. I dogde the measly aim of a punch, and deliver an angry fist to his chest. He stumbles backward, and throws his leg at me. I grab the leg using my left hand, and send a hard hit with my right hand. “Ahh!!!” his
My eyes ache from shedding so many tears for someone who isn’t worth it. Never come anywhere close to me without my fucking permission. If you think I will smile or be nice to you because you saved my life which if I remembered correctly I didn’t ask you to do then think again.Now get out of my sight before I do something you will most definitely regret.I can’t stop thinking about his harsh words, they resound in my head over, and over again as I drag my feet to the room. I only wanted to know how he was doing. I just wanted to know why he left without even caring to check up on me. Now I know why. He hates me plain, and simple. What the fuck am I even doing? I can’t let him make me feel so sad. If he hates me that's his cup of hot tea, I don't give a fuck. Stupid, egomaniac, gorgeous, rich bastard. All rich people are the same, such a big ego, feels like the world revolves around the
“What the hell do you mean by can you sleep with me?” I bark, narrowing my eyes as I suppress any raging feelings. This girl surely will be the death of me. A growl leaves my lips as I roll my arms over my chest, watching her squirm. “Please Mr Antonio, I beg of you.” she pleads, her eyes turning glassy. Her head snaps towards her room continuously like she is expecting something bad to happen to her. The hem of her nightwear tightens as she fists them tightly, blinking back tears. My eyebrows squeeze up together, “Come in.” I grit out, letting the door wider. Just to make sure she is alright. I repeat the same mantra over, and over again so I don't snuffle her out of my room. My room is my safe haven, the only place I get to be me, and enjoy darkness without stress. But one look at the barbie I can tell she needs help. Helping without getting something back has ne
Did this bitch just hit me? I snap my head towards her disgusting face, a nasty snarl leaving my throat as I glare hard at her. “How dare you hit me? I am under strict instructions not to let anyone pass–”“And I don't care. Vanni wouldn't dare let me stand outside here if he knew I am the one coming in.” she snaps, chucking her nails at my face. My feet takes an involuntary step back to avoid my face meet her nasty nails. How does one survive with so much fake things? “Now get out of my way you weasel.” she barks, flinging her hands beside her. My whole body freezes at the word she used on me, sending me back to that horrible place. Tears sting my eyes as I try to force my brain out of the impending torture. Sharp pain jolts through my body as my body is meets the hard floor. “Ahh!!” I scream, my knee scabbing the tiled floor causing the skin to break. She simply stares down at me, an
My heart thumbs loudly as I my breath hangs, trying to understand what the hell is going on? Why the hell is he touching my lips? Much worse he is kissing me. My whole brain freezes as I try to make sense of the situation. Is he drunk? High or plain mad? What the hell is wrong with him? “Mr Antonio.” I murmur, moving away slightly as I place my palm on his chest. “Shut the fuck up, and kiss me.” he growls, pressing me closer to his body. His large palm gropes my ass, slowly he rises from his seat. My body sizzles as pleasure flushes through my being. His lips on mine feels so amazing. Chocolate, and cream. It’s an intoxicating taste, I push further a gasps escaping my lips. He takes advantage of that and thrusting his tongue deeper into my mouth, his fingers wrapping around my throat. “Good girl. You are driving me crazy.” he grunts, thrusting his hips forward. A m
My heart thumps as u move forward lunging into Derek's arms. “Oh God I can't believe it’s you.” I gasps, tears rushing down my eyes. “I searched for you everywhere little pumpkin. I searched everywhere.” he arms around my waist tightens as he spread kisses all over my face. My heart stings as I let the tears out not caring about where I am or who sees me. “I missed you so much.” I cry, pushing off his chest to stare at his handsome face. “It's been so long. I went back for you, I searched everywhere. Where did you run off to?” he asks, stroking my hair with a soft smile. “Untangle yourselves.” Mr Antonio's cold voice says calmly, causing me to shriek back in realisation of his presence. I wipe the back of my palm roughly against my cheeks to get rid of the tears. I can't believe I cried in front of this mother fucker. “Sorry sir.” I apologise, lowering my head in a weak attempt to hid
I am so fucked!!! What on earth made me say such to him in the first place?Oh my big mouth will surely put me in trouble one day or today. My face slowly turns red as air is cut off from my system. My fingers claw endlessly at his, trying to get him off me, but the brute barely budges. “I hate to be provoked, Miss Neomi, right now the only thing saving you is that we are at work, and you are a lady.” he growls, eyes blazing. He tossed me aside like a used rag. “Get ready. You are coming with me.” he barks, relaxing back into his seat like a tyrant. I greedily take in as much air as I can before I scramble to my feet out of his office. Tears sting my eyes as I walk into my office clutching my stained shirt. I regret ever trying to help him or taking a bullet for him. I regret not minding my God damn business. I regret it all. “Ahhh!” I scream, flingi
How dare she? My veins are popping with adrenaline as my gaze burns deeply into hers. I have been too lenient with her, too welcoming now she feels she can do anything, and get away with it. But I will fucking burn to the gates of hell before that can happen. Nobody is allowed to disrespect me, and go scot free. “Do you know the problem you have, Miss Neomi?” I taunt, towering over her form as I watch her scramble about like a lost lamb. “No?” she squeaks, tears brimming at the edge of her eyes. I know I shouldn't hurt her because she is a woman, but I call bullshit in my books. I don't play by the rules. Never have, and I never will. She doesn't know she is to be scared of me, when she hears my name she is supposed to tremble. But no, this little barbie thinks she can actually mess with me. If there is one thing I love about adrenaline, it has to be the hunting.
That bastard!!! Little piece of shit!!! All I did was try to help, not that he actually did any of that when I got shot helping his ass.That man is so annoying it makes me want to pull my hair. Scratch that, my fingers are rooted deep into my hair as I tug on it till it's so painful I almost bleed. I swear to God Mr Antonio is getting on my last nerve. Who exactly does he think he is? My helping nature, and stupid soft heart always get me receiving bullshit from him. No more!!If he is hell bent on making my life miserable, and painful with his stupid words then I will make his life miserable with my actions. Don't do it, Mia. That stupid soft voice that always has me melting whispers in my head. Oh shut up bitch, you don't know what revenge is even if it slapped you in the face. I grunt, refusing to listen this time. I will have my revenge. But first thing fir
Fucking hell!!! I almost lost my fucking shit; if I hadn't walked out of there in time, I would have slammed her to the wall and fucked her brains out. How could she dress like that knowing fully well that there are lots of men here? Even though it's dark, these men thrive in darkness, so they definitely saw her. My chest aches as the feeling to hunt down all the guards that have ever seen her that down. I would rip out their fucking eyes for taking as much as a glance. Despite how short she is, Mia has beautiful long legs. So fair and pale, they literally call out to me. And those lips of hers. My dick strains painfully against my pants. Ah fuck!! I drive my hand to my head, hitting myself repeatedly. I shouldn't be getting hard for her; I can't have her no matter what happens. She is a no-go zone. But the way her dress rose up as she reached out to turn on the lights
“You can run, but you can never stay hidden from me. I will find you; I always will.” His voice echoes through the almost empty apartment. Tears stream down my cheeks as my cries muffled through my palms. I push myself further into the cupboard. At seven I am still as small as a four-year-old, so I could fit into almost anywhere. The cupboard is creepy, has cobwebs filled at every corner, and things kept crawling around my body. I want to scream, run to my mommy, but I have none. I am all alone. Heavy footstep thuds signalling movement towards the kitchen. No, no, no, heavens no, please. Not tonight, please. “Where are you? You little piece of shit. Just a little task you couldn't do,” he raged, screaming as he pounds his fist on the counter that is on its last leg. My hair stands on end as something creeps up my legs, and I squawk it away, a sudden squeak leaving my throat.