Chapter Six

I'm feeling uneasy since I can see a big structure with fifty floors in front of me. Glass that is pitch-black and damp with tiny drops of moisture. I accepted her offer very late at night, and now I wonder if that was the worst and worst choice I've ever made.

Please assist me, Dad. I wear basic professional attire that I have, compared to the others around me nowadays. People in expensive suits enter and exit buildings all around me. It seems like the morning commute. But how should I approach somebody? Do I require a meeting? She instructed me to proceed immediately to floor 38. I'm really anxious because I'm being watched once more. I'm getting a bad vibe from them due to my attire. If someone is aware of me, then?

Oh God

However, I had already spoken, so I went inside without establishing eye contact. People are talking quietly in my ear. I hurried inside the elevator. I feel secure when I'm the only person in the room. My heartbeat increased as I ran, increasing with each story until the elevator finally opened.

How in the world am I? Words are no longer alive. With the best artist paintings hanging on the walls and lovely, elegant marble shimmering in dim light. The white and red color scheme looked stunning together. The line of coaches is on one side, and there are some trophies on the other. Among others, the Business of the Year Award. He puts a lot of effort into his work. I can see Olivia sitting by herself closer to the double doors from a distance.

She looked up at me with a smile. She works there by herself.

"Finally! I'm now free." She rushes over to me and gives me a hard hug. No, I remained motionless. Never once was I touched. When she spotted me, everybody fled. How can she? She moved backward.

"I'm joking. Come sit down here." We chat, and she walks me through a few office operations. Learning about innovative techniques via unproven technologies is quite difficult. She has mastered the use of technology. I felt assured by her movement and gait. Since no one was coming, she allowed me to sit with her. Her boss left for a meeting about fresh projects in another country.

Her boss works incredibly hard. He's always so harsh on people, so not at work. He is the one with the business management skills. For him, the concept of mercy never existed. Someone is on vacation indefinitely if they make a mistake. His mother, on the other hand, is the most formidable woman ever. All people are under her authority. The girlfriend of her boss is a bitch. People here branded her a gold digger since she raged at them all.

"Don't flatten him, and don't make any mistakes or backtalk. He is a demon. He devours you from the inside out if you make a mistake." That forces me to reconsider my choice. God, I believe I already erred. I was caught in a trap.

"Why me?"

"Since you are the greatest and first impressions are permanent. My employer has turned around because of how much you impressed me." She laid out a list before me. A lengthy list

"A list of his everyday requirements. You are by his side twenty four hours a day. Now put your life in the past." Why is she rushing so much? She's on the move? Oh yes.

"You're now running, I see." Before I can stop myself, the words leave my tongue. She stops what she's doing and turns around.

"Right, and you already know why: I want to be free of that guy. Between me and my guy, he acts as a rock. We never had time together since I was always working for that fucking rich bastard Devil and doing this or that. I despise him." My entire focus was drawn to her ending.

"Okay, I understand. Settle down." She yelled and is now exhaling heavily. She holds my hands once she has calmed down.

"You're the only candidate who meets the requirements for this position, but resist falling in love with him. He is heartless." You have no idea who I am.

Witches are also heartless. She informed me that his supervisor despises it when someone enters his office without authorization, but I wandered around his workspace out of curiosity. I want to see inside someone's intimate life for the first time.

My entire week is uneventful. Except for her boss's office, Olivia takes me through the entire workplace. The setting appears to be cool overall. Everybody enjoys with me. She told me a lot about his boss's preferences and likes. The most important part, though, is when she gives me my vehicle keys or drives me home. It's a lovely, spacious home. I'm a fool if I try to compare this to my previous home. Nothing beats comparisons. My eyes can never stop crying. My wishes are fulfilled.

We went shopping the following day. She assists me in decorating my house, and at the end of the week, both my house and I are prepared for work.

Monday arrived, and my foot leapt. Only my supervisor and I were present today. Not even Olivia was there to assist me. She told me she was resigning, but that hasn't happened yet. It was different last night. My day is already great because I woke up with a lovely view and slept on a soft mattress. I'm currently looking at the mirror while I stand there. Olivia assisted me in picking out the knee-length skirt and soft pink shirt. Her employer detests when she enters with her hair in a bun, so because her supervisor despises it when she shows up with open hair, I also chose to do a bun.

I appear confident and uncomplicated. My skin sparkles, and my curves are expanding. I was slim before I came here, but now I have a great body.

"Good luck, Rose. Win over your boss I got there." I got there after twenty minutes.

He must already be here because the atmosphere was so tight when I walked into the building. People are scurrying about as though a bomb explosion has just occurred. Very bad. I fill a cup of coffee, get to my desk, check the list, and knock on the door. My thoughts were messed up by excitement at first viewing the office. But there was no response, so I knocked again and waited a while.

After losing control two minutes later, I went into his office without his permission. But halt right away, as the scene in front of my eyes is blurring my entire vision. It looks stunning when black and white are combined. Large windows display a vista of New York's misty exterior. Through the glass window in the office, a faint glow from the cloud could be seen. My palm brushed the light as I slowly walked up to the glass pane.

Wow

Where everything was disorganized, a large table with a boss and two additional seats was set up in the middle. Hanging from the ceiling were brilliant crystal lights. But I turned my head to look at the wall, where big, expensive-looking portraits were hung.

A shadow may be seen moving around to my right as my focus shifts there. I move in the direction of what appears to be a chamber there. I opened the glass door to reveal a wonderfully spacious room complete with a chair, bed, and kitchen. Someone else resided here, but who created the room with the office? I could care less. I went deeper inside and discovered that person standing by the window, gazing outdoors.

"You are late." The sound. My knees are really shaky. My grip on the cup I'm holding shatters.

Wait

No

No

Not possible. I spit out the stress clump. When he turned, everything halted. We locked our gaze.

"What the hell are you doing here?"