CHAPTER FIFTY- ONE : THE HIDDEN TRUTH

ARTEMIS- 

Alexander had made me understand that I had misunderstood the whole sexual situation I had heard before I passed out.

His father and he had the same name due to the royal decree of Lord Alexander the First, who wanted his grandchildren to inherit his name. He claims Alexander stood out with prestige, and he wouldn't let the name die like a dim light. 

The gas I had inhaled had been from the experiment lab where they had been working on a powerful teargas project but ended up creating a sleeping gas. The moans had all been Alexander's father with his new wife, Delilah, who he had spotted in the park a few weeks ago. They weren't legally married, but then a king can do whatever. 

"Miss Artemis." Kate walked in, her skirt barely reaching her kneecap. 

"What do you have to say, Kate?" I let out, tired from the week's stress. 

She said nothing, dropping the file from the head office. My father never sent me files unless they were really important and had a lot to do with the company's growth. 

With a frozen look, I opened the file case, my head banging with uncertainty. I didn't know what to expect, what he had been doing before he decided to send a file; I couldn't think straight. 

"Due to the recent height of the company and on popular demand, we have decided to rehire the former director. I know it might seem a little cheeky due to the fight of the past, but he has promised to be of good behavior, and we are taking his words into consideration." 

My face went red, my hands clutching the HB pencil in my hand. Kate stood there, a smile on her face as she watched me close the file. She had definitely read it. 

"Do you know what?" I muttered. 

"You want me to go call the director?" She said in haste. "Or you want to decline the file."

"The director stays!" She jumped unconsciously, excited she would have a meat to beat whenever I wasn't in the building. 

"But on one condition." She came close, her wrist wiggling. "Not one contractor must leave this company. If even a low-level staff member leaves, you follow."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She hugged me almost immediately, the scent of her pleasing perfume wrapping around my nose. 

I could tell she was more excited that their sexual journey continues. She would do anything to make that happen, and that seemed like the right choice. 

"I'll relay the message." She hopped out of my office, her skin shooting into my lens. 

This was a really bad idea. A scandal about them could help the reputation of the company and also break it. I could only hope father made the right choice with his analyst. 

I could feel my heart racing at the heap of files before me. I had been gone barely three days, and the files had gone higher than the average. Kate didn't say anything, her hands working on the files as she indicated where and what exactly each file contained. 

"What do you see in the Director?" I let out. 

I had promised myself not to ask, but there was no way the director was going to remain under my jurisdiction, and I wouldn't know the exact reason they're fumbling around. 

"What do you mean, Miss Artemis?" She averted her gaze, trying to excuse herself from the allegations. 

"I know all about you and the Directors Sexcapade. You can say less if you want to, but I have videos that I regret watching."

"It's not what you think, Miss Artemis…" she stammered. 

"Then what is?" I asked. 

She placed her face in her palms, blocking me from seeing her face. She moved back, inches away from my desk. I could tell from the stutters that she was afraid of what I was going to do to her, but I really didn't care. 

She had been a big help since I began my career; I couldn't sacrifice her because she's been hitting the director. I had to temper justice with mercy eventually. 

"The thing is…" she staggered back. "I am into BDSM."

My face went plain; my ideology of her sexual relationship flushed down the drain. .

"The director is also into it, but his wife doesn't like it, and we decided to make it a secret relationship to help us act on our pleasure." She heaved, "We wanted it hidden until the manager caught us in the executive room one night."

I was holding back, not wanting to discriminate against her choice of sex. She wasn't used to the normal sexual relationships; it doesn't mean she isn't human—I convince myself. 

"When did this all start?" I said barely above a whisper. 

"A year before you arrived at the company." She raised her head up. "I never intended you to find out like this."

"More like you never intended me to find out." 

"I'm sorry if you're embarrassed by my lifestyle, but I can't stop it. It's more like my daily tablets." 

"Have you had it in my office?"

She shrieked, her eyes widened by the minute. She was fidgeting, her legs trembling as she searched for an answer. 

"Have you seen Kate?" I asked again, my tone fierce.

"Yes, I have." Tears gathered in her eyes as she stared at my desk. 

She didn't take her eyes off the desk, staring deeper like she had x-ray vision. The hunch of something hiding beneath my nose grew, and I had no other option but to search my drawer. 

Now her hands were trembling, her breath unsteady as I checked my side drawer. "Miss Artemis"

The sight of several blank documents made me wonder if there was really a thing in my drawer. She was barely able to stand, but there she was, fidgeting like she had stolen something. 

After minutes of searching with nothing in sight, it was time to return the drawer back. "No!".

The sound of clanking metals reverberated as the drawer refused to move back. What was she hiding?