Chapter Seven:
(Edited by: Chirpy_Chelsea. Thank you so much hun x)
Emberly's POV:
After spending 5 days with him, I've learnt a very important lesson about life. When God was training us all to be nice to everyone, Arran was playing with Satan that time.
Enough said.
I groaned mentally when I heard the buzz for the fifth time today and let me tell you it's only 8:30. After working for 5 days I learnt very valuable things such as some picky bastard wants his coffee to be stirred 30 times and still it has to be hot enough to burn his tongue. How he wants me to wash my hands twice before touching any documents. Let me elaborate why, its simple, he doesn't want any trace of foundation on the documents, not that I wear it anyway after working with him. Why even bother with make up?
I still remember when he said that it looks like my make-up was put on by a bunch of four-year-olds learning how to finger paint. If I say I was shocked it would be an understatement, I've notice from the last few days he was acting grumpier than he usually is. Every day I will get up making an effort to wear one of the finest shirts I've got but still manage to look like a dirt bag in front of him.
I try so hard to do everything before the time and also before being told twice but I fail miserably. I admit I haven't got enough experience in this field, which gives me nightmares of this company crashing on the market because of my insufficient knowledge. Plus, it's not easy to work under a boss like Arran. He is demanding, mean and I guess I can say bossy. The way he will tarnish my hard work and will mutter what he ever did to get an assistant like me broke my spirit on performing better. I wondered too, what did I ever do to deserve a boss like him? I have always been a good kid, with good grades, not A pluses but still they were remarkable. I never bullied anyone or did something to hurt others feelings intentionally and I still end up with him?
Life is so unfair.
Back to the intercom I picked it up.
"Yes...?" I answered patiently.
"I'm going out for few hours, cancel all my appointments."
Mr I shall work all the time says what?
My eyes nearly popped out. "Sure. Are you going home?" Curiosity got me.
"I don't find you important enough to answer you." He replied flatly.
Ouch.
"Yeah, sure." I was having a hard time to control my happiness. Finally, I can have few hours without him. Best Friday ever!!!
"So don't touch any documents without my permission, don't roam around my office, don't talk to anyone you don't know and please manage to not be clumsy for next few hours."
"What? I'm not clumsy." I scoffed.
"Sure you are not." He said sarcastically.
I was mentally jumping up and down. Finally, I get few hours without running around.
"Meanwhile I want you to sort all the red files in alphabetical order." He smirked knowingly.
Yup, said it too early. I looked over to my right and caught him smirking at me. Oh, that is just brutal. I'm sure my face is betraying me because he seems to enjoy it a little more than he actually should.
Nevertheless I was very happy that I could be free for next few hours. Sometimes I do feel like quitting but then again what will I tell my dad about all this? I didn't even ask him once before signing those papers. How will he ever be able to repay the entire loan? What if I listened to the doctor and waited more. No I couldn't do that; my mom doesn't deserve all this pain. I heard from dad she is much better and she is recovering. This makes me realise no matter how badly he treats me its worth it. Nothing is more important than my mom's life. I just remembered what she taught me once.
'No pain, no gain.'
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Arran's POV:
Next few days the whole office was buzzing with the news of my brother coming back. I ignored everyone pretty much as I could. With me, when one thing is going bad everything else has to be. I heard from my sister that my father made my brother come back. He knows everything yet he still asked him to come back. It shows who he cares about the most. This isn't even the first time either. My father always chose my brother over me even when he left his company and I was forced to join it. Whilst he crushed my dreams he managed to complete his. I have to show I am his son after all and I will show him by hurting his pride like he has hurt mine. My father was so sure about her, I will show him how wrong he is.
Knowing what to do now, I quickly made a call and reminded her again to be ready by 7. I told her we have got a business meeting, which wasn't a complete lie. Being a CEO of a leading company in Europe, this happens all the time. I grew up with people who were bound to be as successful as I am. It wasn't hard to predict since our parents already decided on what we were going to be when we were in the womb. It's not like we had a choice. Even in school we were known as what out parents were. Every choice we made was according to them and every friends we made was first approved by them.
I invited few of my friends or that's what I think they were. They weren't aware of the purpose of this sudden invitation but I have a strong feeling the night will fall apart as I want it to. Anyway, there was a deal due with few of them. I would normally avoid meeting them but then I want her to crack under the pressure. I know what I am about to do will crush her but I have to do it. I don't even know why I'm doing this but I'm sure she will drop the innocent act in front of them. She is just an opportunist like the others.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
As I entered the restaurant I particularly looked for a copper hair coloured guy, who without a doubt would be flirting with a waitress by now. That person happens to be my best friend. We had known each other all of our life. Destined to inherit his father software engineering firm he was a tough yet easygoing guy. As I guessed he was indeed flirting with a waitress who was displaying enough cleavage to grab my attention. As she looked at me I winked at the waitress who flushed in return. Luke saw this and shook his head disapprovingly.
"Not cool man. What happened to bros before hoes?" He made a disapproving sound and sighed dramatically when the waitress walked away from him.
"Hey, she was the one who made the move." I said coolly before taking a seat opposite him.
As we ordered our meals I had to give credit to him for not mentioning my brother even once. That's what makes us get along like brothers. Sometimes, I did wish that Luke was my real brother instead of my own. He knows I don't need confronting, he knew I needed distraction and right now that's what he was doing. Telling me stories about the Italian girl he met last month and how she begged him to marry her. Yeah, I doubt that.
While having lunch with him I couldn't help but think about her and the priceless look on her face, when I told her to organise a hundred plus files, in alphabetic order. I chuckled at the thought. She is one hell of a thing. If I said that to her she probably wouldn't hesitate to kill me. The amount of deathly glares she gives me still amazes me.
I am still very annoyed with my father's decision for choosing such an inexperienced assistant for me. Harriet was perfect in her job, so what if she cared about me a little more than she is supposed to? There is a Good Samaritan law for a reason.
Man did she have a hot body or what? I inhaled loudly thinking about her tight silk shirts, her short skirts and the how she would rub herself on me, pleading me to take right there.
But with Emberly, to start with she has a weird name plus she is as clumsy as hell and too young. I wonder how old she is. My father played very well and she proved me when she came back with fieriness in her eyes. He knew there is no way in the world that girl would fall for my charms. Then she dresses weirdly and still doesn't care about it. But still she manages to be so different than the others. I heard from them she got along with almost everyone. She carries friendly vibes with her all the time.
But I have to give credit for her patience. I can be over the top sometimes and do scare the hell out of her but she will still manage to stay calm. And above all, when she looks at me with her big blue eyes I seem to melt.
Plus every time I intentionally get closer to her, she starts fidgeting with her shirt. I wonder how much my father is paying her to do this job and moreover why she chose to work? Oh that's right she is a gold digging whore like everyone else, I thought bitterly. As soon as she finds about the rest of my family, she will become one of them.
She was one of them. There's not much difference between them two. I let her walk over me but I will not let her do the same. Knowing what to do I was satisfied.
'It's payback time Emberly.'
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Luke picture on the side :D He will be appearing a lot later on :D