BEING HIS SECRETARY:unnoticed.

Chapter Ten.

XAVIER’S POV.

I still don’t understand why that scene from earlier keeps playing in my head. I couldn’t forget how that bastard touched her ass, how he was smirking like he just made it big, I so wanted to wipe that smirk off.

I got down from the car and brought my phone out and put a call across to my investigator Sam.

“Hey Sam.” I called as he answered.

“Good evening, boss, what can I do for you?” He asked.

“I want you to investigate Fidelio Sanchez, all his shady and legal business. I want to see all on my table before the end of tomorrow.” I said.

“Got it, boss.” I smiled and hung up. Just wait Fidelio you won’t know what hit you. The image of Fidelio touching Alyssa’s laps and s******g her butt came to my mind again, and I groaned, what is wrong with me? Why am I still thinking about that incident?, I sighed, shook my head and stepped into the house.

“Argh.” As I walked past the door, the first thing that welcomed me was a crying baby. I looked around the room for the sight of Chelsea, I saw her sitting on the floor crying profusely. I immediately rushed to her.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked, waiting patiently for her answer, she sniffed then cleaned her eyes before answering.

“Daddy doesn’t want to give me a nanny.” She said, still crying. I sighed and placed her on my lap.

“Daddy is working on that baby, you told me you want a pretty lady with long curly black hair like yours, right.” I asked and she nodded. “Daddy hasn’t seen a lady with that description and am still trying, just bear with me baby huh.” I pecked her forehead and she pouted.

“But daddy isn’t trying enough.” I smiled before pacing her pouted lips.

“Don’t worry Chels, I am going to get your nanny before the end of this week, how about that.” She smiled, showing her dimples and beautiful white teeth.

“Promise daddy.” She asked with her eyes wide open.

“Promise, baby.” We link our pinky fingers together as a seal of our agreement. She hugged me.

“Thanks dad, you’re the best but always remember….” I cut her off.

“A lady who is beautiful with long curly black hair.” We said together, and she laughed.

“That’s more like it, daddy doesn’t like it when you cry, Chelsea. Always smile for daddy, okay.”

“Yes dad.” She hugged me again and I smiled. Chelsea is my world, my beginning, and end. She’s my everything, the only thing Charlotte left behind, a copy of herself.

“Now baby it’s time to sleep, you’ve eaten dinner I presume.” She nodded, and I stood up with her in my arms. We walked upstairs, and before I got to her room, she was already sleeping. I placed her on her bed gently, then pecked her forehead.

“Goodnight baby.” I adjusted her sheets on her body before leaving.

I took a nice bath and even when I am bathing, there’s only one thought in my head. ALYSSA.

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ALYSSA’S POV.

I woke up feeling slightly unwell, I didn’t feel like going to the company. I just want to stay in my bed and sleep for the whole of today, but what can I do when my boss is horrible? I lazily got up and freshen up, I didn’t eat breakfast because my appetite was suddenly lost. Furthermore, I packed my curly hair in a ponytail, and like you’ve all known, I love ponytails.

I went to the living room and after greeting mum I lifetime the house to the bus station, I didn’t see Mr jolly this morning, which was unusual. I got to the office late because of the bus that had broken down on the road, so I had to wait until it was repaired, and by late I meant Mr Xavier was already in his office. Can my life get any better.

“G… Good morning sir.” I greeted and gulped, waiting for his anger. “I’m sorry I came late sir, the bus I entered broke down on the way and to get another one i very hard, so I have to wait until it was repaired. I’m sorry, sir.” I explained briefly, still waiting for his shout or anger, but I was surprised when he kept quiet, he was just staring at me or the wall behind me, I don’t know. I stood in my spot for twenty minutes, and when he didn’t say or ask anything, I left for my office.

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XAVIER’S POV.

After dropping Chelsea off at school because she insisted on it, I rode to the company and on my way I was praying not to meet Alyssa. Since I’ve been thinking about her since last night, I came up with a solution and what’s my solution, avoiding her. Yes, that’s want I will do for the whole of today, I won’t speak to her or even look at her. I would avoid her and see if my thoughts were still around her.

My office door opened, and she walked in, the reason for my sleepless night. She was late, and she knew it because when she saw me, her eyes shone with fear.

“G…. Good morning sir.” She greeted, but I paid no attention to her.

“I’m sorry I came late sir, the bus I entered broke down on the way and to get another one was very hard, so I have to wait until it was repaired. I’m sorry, sir.” She ranted and I still didn’t say anything. Even when all I want to do is yell at her for coming late, but I need to keep calm and follow my rule, avoid her.

She stood for twenty minutes before leaving, and I sighed, this is harder than I thought. The landline rings, but I didn’t answer it since I know Aly..., no don’t say her name. I know since she’s the one calling, but when the phone rang continually, I had no choice but to pick it up.

“Mr Xavier, someone is here to see you.” Her voice boomed through the speaker. Huh, someone.

“Who’s that?” I asked, and the line went quiet before she answered.

“A miss Annabel sir.” Oh!

“Let her in.” I dropped the phone. A few minutes later, someone knocked, and I asked her to come in. The door opened, and the lady walked in.

“Good morning sir.” I stared at her quizzically, she’s blonde, not black and not even beautiful, didn't she see the qualifications.

“Yes.” I snapped.

“Sir, am here for the interview.”

“You saw what was required, Yes.” I asked, and she nodded.

“Y…Yes sir, b… but I .....” I cut her off.

“You’re not employed. You’re not beautiful and no curly black hair, I can’t hire you.” I explained, but she shook her head.

“But sir, those things don’t matter. What matters is that I can take care of the child very well, and I can even dye my hair and make it black and curly if that’s what you want.” I narrowed my eyes at her.

“Are you trying to lecture me, Miss Annabel?”

“N… no sir.” She shook her head, her eyes widened in horror.

“Leave my office, Miss Annabel.” I said, and she went down on her knees with her both hands clasp together. This scene feels nostalgic because Alyssa also knelt down when I wanted to terminate her employment. I'm thinking about her again.

“Please, sir.” I sighed and rubbed my forehead.

“Miss Annabel Leave before I call the security.” She stood up with her shoulders visibly shaking and left the office reluctantly. She was not bad for the job and with her dressing, I knew she was a mother, and she can take care of Chelsea, but what can I do, I’ll always do what my princess wants. I sighed, I wish I could help you Annabel, where on earth are those girls with curly hairs. * one is in your company* my subconscious added. Who on earth has a black hair in this company? * Alyssa, of course*. Wait a minute, that’s true, Aly really has a black hair which she can curl at anytime. She’s perfect for the job, but how am I going to persuade her to do it. As much as I would love her to be Chelsea’s nanny, I also want her as my secretary, but wouldn’t that be selfish of me if I make her work as my secretary and Chelsea’s nanny at the same time. I’m the boss and, besides, there’s a lot of money involved. I picked the landline and put a call to her.

“Miss Brown, come to my office now.” I ordered and dropped the phone. I breathed out and almost immediately she walked in.

“Yes sir.” She asked.

“Sir.” I offered, she stared at me like I was some else and not her boss. This is the first time, I am asking her to sit in my office.

“Miss Brown, I said sit.” I offered again, and she nods before sitting. “It’s going to be tedious for you, but it will also help you financially.” She raised her head up when she heard that.

“So, are you in?” I asked.

“W… What are you talking about, sir?” She asked.

“I am talking about you being a nanny” She paused,

“A What!”

“A nanny”

“For whose child.” I frowned.

“That’s none of your business, are you in or not.”

“If I am going to work, at least kindly let me know who I am working for.” She said and I sighed. I can’t tell her, it’s my kid think of something, Xavier.

“Fine, you’re working for my friend.” She nods.

“And am I still working as your secretary.”

“Yes you’ll still be my secretary and also my dau..., I mean my friend’s daughter's nanny.” I cleared my throat.

“What?, I can’t do that, sir.” She snapped, and I rubbed my forehead.

“Miss Brown, this is a good opportunity for you, and you’re just throwing it out.”

“Am not sir, it's looks stressful and I can’t do that sir, Am sorry.” She made to stand up, but I said something.

“Miss Brown, the pay is twice your pay here, and it’s not that stressful. All you need to do daily is just to dress the child up for school, feed the child hen take the child to school then you’ll pick her up, feed her lunch and dinner before a bedtime story and once she’s falls asleep, you’re free to go home and come back the next day before coming to the office.” I said desperately. I need her to accept the offer.