I have to jog down the stairs due to my heartless boss. I don’t even know where the restaurant is? I find the location on Google Maps and then run towards it. It is only 5 minutes away.
Reaching it, I look bad but I don’t care. If I don’t get it in time. I am doomed! Mr. Enrique will roast me alive.
“ What’s your business miss? “ The guard asks. Of course, they won’t even let me in looking like this. My clothes are cheap and I look nothing like someone who can afford this.
“ I’m here to get lunch for my boss, Noah Enrique. “
“ Okay miss. “ The guard replies politely and lets me in.
I state my business again at the reception and am seated in the lobby. Noah’s lunch is handed to me instantly, I guess they have an arrangement or are fond of him. I mean who wouldn’t? The mighty and powerful Noah Enrique likes belittling people. Anyways I job back to the building.
I have to climb a hundred floors now. I see a man going towards one of the elevators.
“ Excuse me, Sir. Can I know which floor you are going to? “ I ask politely. The man seems to be in his late twenties.
“ To the boss, why though? “ He asks, making a confused facial expression as to why I am questioning him. But I pay no heed to that. I just found my solution.
“ Great, here please hand this to the boss. “ I say, shoving the breakfast towards him, quite rudely may I add.
“ Say what? “ The man asks, holding the breakfast with a confused face.
“ I accidentally used the private elevator so now I have to use the stairs for the whole day. I’m Mr. Enrique’s personal assistant. Can you please give him the food, till the time I climb the stairs, the food will get cold? “ I explain to him.
“ Oh, he did that with others too. Let’s just say our boss is quite stern. I’m the Manager. “ He introduces.
“ Nice to meet you, I have to go now, and again thank you so much. “ I say, with the most genuine smile plastered on my face. He is such a nice man. Not like that blood-sucking devil.
I then slowly climb the stairs. After 20 minutes, I make it. My legs going jelly.
I enter the boss’s office to find out what task I have to do next.
I enter his office and ask
“ Is there something else I have to do? “
I see the man, introduced as the manager sitting there and discussing something with the boss.
Mr. Enrique glances at me, annoyance is evident on his face.
“ Do you not see I am in a personal meeting? Do you have no manners at all, stand right there quietly until I’m done and then I’ll deal with you. “ He remarks rudely. Eyeing me angrily.
I just stand in the corner, with hands behind my back, looking down. I don’t sit as he didn’t ask me to.
But my legs are killing me. He insulted me right in front of the manager. Tears form in my eyes but I blink them away. You are his mistress Emma, why would you expect any respect?
After 30 minutes, the meeting ends.
“ John, please read this file thoroughly and discuss with me the key points. “ Boss says.
John sits back and starts going through the document.
Boss( Mr. Enrique) finally glances at me.
“ I asked you to bring my lunch to me, not through another person. “ He scolds right in front of the manager. It’s like he wants to humiliate me.
“ It would get cold as the stairs take a lot of time. “ I try to reason with him. He just stares at me disapprovingly.
“ I have a microwave in fact this building has a lot of microwaves, so your excuse is quite stupid. Next time, do not ask others to do your work, especially those who are senior to you. You respect others in my office like you respect me. Is that understood? “ He says sternly, in a cold hard tone.
“ But.. “ I mutter.
“ No buts Emma, I told you I hate disrespect. Don’t anger me more. “ He raises his voice.
“ Yes sir. “ I reply obediently.
“ Good, apologize to Mr. Join right now. “ He orders.
“ I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you to deliver the lunch to the boss. It isn’t your duty. “
“ That’s fine, Miss Emma, it’s not much of a hassle for me but you should consider the rules of this place as the boss has said. “ He replies with a polite smile.
“ Come. “ The boss orders, going out of his office. I follow him outside.
“ The breakfast is in the kitchen, your job is to not only bring it but serve it too. “ He adds.
I nod and go to the kitchen. I put everything neatly on the plate and heat it.
I serve it on the table and stand aside.
The boss comes in and inspects everything.
“ Always put the coffee on the right Emma. “ He complains. Why does it even matter?
I pick up the mug and place it on the right. Why does it matter if the coffee is on the left? Can I put the coffee on his head? That would be a better place.
Rather than sitting on the dining chair, he steps towards me.
“ You’ve been scolded a lot? Haven’t you. Shouldn’t have blackmailed me in the first place sweetheart and all of this could have been avoided. “ He whispers in my ear gently. Opposite of how he was a minute ago. My eyes go wide at the sudden change of behavior.
His lips touching my cheeks, his lips descend and he bits on my neck, a little roughly.
Both of his hands cage me, and he starts nibbling on my neck. Sometimes he is gentle, whereas sometimes he bites hard.
I try to control my whimpers.
“ You fit so good in my arms, little one. You’d be fun to devour. “ He comments before finally leaving me.
I release a breath of relief.
He sits on the chair and starts eating while I’m left dumbfounded. I’ve never been in a relationship so this was new to me, though it wasn’t for him. He ate as if nothing happened. He has dated a lot of pretty girls, why would this matter to him? But why do I feel strange?
*sighs*What did I get myself into?