Chapter 12: Bored.

By the time for close of work for the day, Steven was still working, signing papers brought to him by Lana.

She stood, watching him with love in her eyes as his hand moved smoothly with the pen across the paper as he signed. And Shane sat before Steven, his eyes moving to and fro from Lana to Steven. At a point, Steven paused and gave some papers to Lana. "I'll sign the rest later," he leaned in his chair as his hands rubbed the upper part of his nose and closing his eyes for a few seconds before opening them again.

For that split moment, Lana was lost. He looked tired, but looked so damn cute in her eyes.

"Do you need any other thing?" Steven asked, since she didn't move an inch and didn't say anything since he gave her the papers.

"Nothing, sir. Goodbye," she replied and left the office.

"Your secretary is in love with you." Shane said to Steven.

"I know." Steven replied, twirling his chair slowly.

"You know?" Shane was surprised. "Yet you act unbothered?"

"I'm not as knuckleheaded as you all think I am." Steven replied.

A knock came on the door and Shane replied, "come in."

The door opened and the chief engineer came in with his face down, and a fearful expression on it. "The job is done, sir," he said.

Without saying anything Steven rose up from his chair and walked out of his office and Shane and the engineer followed. Steven entered the Brain Unit and all the other engineers wore the same look on their faces as the chief engineer. "Show me." Steven said and they uncovered a cloth, showing the item.

Steven looked at the item and then his eyes moved through all the engineers in the room, then settling on the chief engineer. "It's wrong," his voice conveyed disappointment and a hint of annoyance. "How should I deal with you all for your incompetence?" He asked and they all fell on their knees.

He's a quick tempered person, and it wouldn't take him seconds to fire them all if he pleased, and with the look on his face, it says "you're all fired."

There was no way they could complete the task he gave them and getting the same exact results as in his sketch in just one day, but it was better to present an error to him, than presenting excuses.

"We're so sorry, sir. Please, pardon us. We'll do it again." The chief engineer pleaded with his face covered in sweats as they all wished silently that they wouldn't be fired. He's the highest paying employer in the whole of Mexico.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Steven rolled up his sleeves and walked over to the chief engineer's workstation.

The engineers looked at Shane who gave them a gesture telling them to calm down, but they couldn't.

Seeing this, Shane decided to make Steven calm them down, so he spoke, "looks like the engineers will be working overtime."

"No." Steven replied. Then he faced the engineers, "you're all dismissed."

"And your jobs are still intact," he added, providing relief to the engineers as they all breathed out.

"Thank you, sir." They chorused and scurried out quickly.

"Look how you made men to almost pee on themselves. And funny thing, they're all older than you." Shane chuckled.

"Are they?" Steven looked at Shane.

"Okay, fine. Let's not go into that aspect." Shane surrendered.

Steven began to work and Shane sat on a nearby chair, trying to strike a conversation, but he ended up being the only one talking.

"Oh, come on. I'm talking to a human, am I not?" He got tired.

"And this human is listening." Steven replied.

"Would it harm you if you'd speak a little more?" Shane was so frustrated of him already.

"Talking harms me." Steven replied and Shane groaned.

"You know what? Goodnight, I'm out of here." Shane stood up.

"Goodnight." Steven wished him too.

"Goodnight? You're not coming home?" Shane didn't expect such a reply and Steven nodded.

Shane shook his head and sighed, "good luck with your invention." And just like that he left.

Dua spent the whole day taking a tour in the mansion. After the tour, being the only one in the house she was bored and lonely. So she went to the bodyguards who were in the compound to strike a conversation with them. They don't live in the mansion, they live in another house adjacent to the mansion, still inside the estate. But the talk didn't go well as they kept maintaining the boss-employee line and didn't talk freely with her, making her think, "doesn't knucklehead have a talk with them at all?"

As she drew her legs lazily down the stairs to go to the living room, her ears caught the whistling of someone. That whistle turned up a bit of life inside her, as it signifies that she was no longer the only one in the house and she quickly hurried down the stairs.

She arrived at the kitchen and Shane was just putting some packaged food into the microwave to heat it up. "Hi," she greeted him.

"Hello, mademoiselle." Shane turned to her with a smile.

"You seem to be in a good mood," she smiled.

"Mrs, I'm always in a good mood unlike your husband," he replied and she chuckled.

The microwave rang and Shane took the food out and set it on the table. They both settled at the table and Dua wondered why they were eating ordered food and not home cooked food, but she shook it off.

"How was your day?" Shane asked.

"A little boring. I took a tour around the house." Dua replied. Then she recalled Steven's words, "Last room on the left on the second floor, no one is allowed to enter, especially you. Last room on the right on the second floor is my study. Except I call you, you're not allowed to enter. Asides these, you can do anything in this house and go anywhere in this house, I won't judge. And above all, you cannot leave this house."

"The last room on the left on the second floor, why is no one allowed to enter?" She asked, making Shane pause his hand midway that was taking food into his mouth.