Chapter 12 She’s alive II
“Hey, wake up lazy ass, you’ll be late for work”
Olivia halfyelled, shooking Emily vigorously but she was far into her sleep to even notice.
“Wake up Emily, your super hot boss is gonna sack you if you’re late to work again.”
Olivia persuaded, shooking Emily more harder this time around.
At the mention of her super hot boss, Emily quickly flung her eyes open and that was when she remembered, she was no longer the idle lady she once was, she was now a lady who had a good paying job!
And her boss… her boss, he was definitely going to sack her this time around.
“I think you should go back to bed Em, it’s too early to wake up.”
Olivia teased earning a killer stare from Emily.
“Oh don’t give me those eyes Em, just go back to bed already.”
She added before bursting out in laughter.
“Fvck you Olive!”
Emily yelled, making her way out of the bed and towards the bathroom to have her bath.
She had the most quickest bath she’d ever had as she hastily prepared for the day’s work.
“Not eating breakfast? I made toast bread Em.”
Olivia asked, watching Emily struggle combing her hair.
“Not today Olive, I’m damn late, see you when I get back.”
Emily muttered, hastily making her way out of the room with her half combed hair.
“Silly.”
Olivia whispered smiling as she stared at the breakfast she made which was neatly placed on the table.
She definitely won’t be able to finish it all.
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EMILY POV
I alighted from the cab which I boarded and after paying the driver his money ran into the company.
I was so fucking late.
“Good morning.”
I greeted the receptionist who only did not ignore my greetings but also gave me an irritated stare.
Not like I was new to it though but I just couldn’t get used to it, her cold menacing eyes were just so terrifying!
I made my way to the elevator and minutes later I was already in the 7th floor.
I was about making my way towards my office when one of the security guys stopped me halfway.
“Mr Niguel ordered to see you Miss Emily, he’s in his office.”
He announced and without saying another word, walked away.
“Mr Niguel ordered to see you Miss Emily, he’s in his office.”
The voice replayed in my head and my heart seemed to stop beating for a second.
He ordered to see me? What for?
Or did he perhaps knows I was late again and wanted to sack me?
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Many thoughts ran in my head as I slowly made my way to my boss office.
Taking a deep breath, I found myself knocking on his door and his cold voice replied me from inside.
“Come in.”
He replied and I couldn’t help but to shiver silently.
Only his voice had so much effect on me Talkmore of his eyes or his touches, his soft, slow touches.
God, what the fvck are you thinking Emily! You’re about to be fired for God sake!
My inner consciousness screamed at me.
With shaky hands and shaky breath my hands made their way to the door knob and upon opening it was pulled inside by a strong arm.
I didn’t how or what happened but by the time I opened my eyes I found myself trapped in the middle of the wall and the body of my hot boss, Mr Niguel.
His delicious scent made its way into my nostrils and I couldn’t help but to want more.
“Emily”
I heard him call, forcing me come back to reality.
“S… Sir.”
I shuttered, my boldness totally failing me.
“You’re also late today Emily, you know what that means right?”
He asked, his fresh minty breath hovering all over my face.
“I’m… I’m getting fired right?”
I stammered sadly, but heard him let out a laugh.
What was funny?
“Fire you? No way!”
He muttered chuckling making me raise my eyes to look at him in the eyes which I later came to regret.
His eyes were filled with so much emotions I couldn’t describe and I couldn’t help but to look back on the ground.
“So you’re not firing me?”
I asked.
“Nope I’m not firing you Emily, I wouldn’t dare.”
He replied and I didn’t know when I breathed out a sigh of relief.
“But I’m definitely punishing you.”
He added.
Okay, seemed I celebrated too early.
“Punishing me?”
I asked, swallowing the lump which hung in my throat.
“Yes Emily, punishing you, this is your second time being late so that’s means a double punishment for you.”
He uttered, bringing his face very close to mine and I didn’t know when I stopped breathing.
How could someone in God’s creation be this beautiful?
I asked myself studying his beautiful face which was so close to mine.
His icy blue eyes which seemed to be on fire as he stared at me, his bloodshot lips which seemed to be inviting me in, A pair of arched eyebrows looking down on sweeping eyelashes and his delicate ears framed a button nose.
What sort of beauty is this?
“Quit drooling Miss.”
He muttered, catching me in the act and I couldn’t help but to blush.
“I wasn’t drooling”
I defended.
I had to defend myself.
“Yeah yeah, you weren’t.”
He sardonically muttered.
“Back to your punishment Emily, be my fiancee for two weeks.”