Chapter 2: My immediate boss
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Holy crap!!!
Lord Arrogant is the, woooooow, he is...
OH MY GOSH!
I'm totally screwed, I just insulted, fought against, made him arrive late, aaaah and don’t forget, I hindered the car of the bloody owner of the company!!!
Marvelous!!!
I dug my own grave on my very first day!
RIP.
Go away, shoo shoo Lord Arrogant, you made it clear that you own the freaking place.
- Mr. Jones, Do you need something else before you go up?
- No Richard, everything is perfect, I was just looking for something that caught my attention as I walked into my building, I will go up immediately. Who will be at the meeting in your place?
- Sarah Sir, I will take the new employees to the training room for the welcome and the induction course.
- Very good Richard.
In an instant he stopped talking to the human resources manager and turned to look at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, which will mesmerize you if you are careless for an instant and with that haughty tone so characteristic of him, he just told me:
- Good morning, miss troublemaker.
Plum!
I have fallen to the ground totally swooning, obviously not literally, but I wanted to die at that very moment, what a way to start my first day in the job of my dreams.
F uck!
- Have a great morning Mister 'fake cough' -Arrogant.
If he is going to fire me, at least I will let him know that even if he is the freaking owner of the damn company, he will not intimidate or belittle me, we all deserve respect.
- Excuse me?
Oops, did he hear me?
- Yes Sir?
- Did you just say something to me?
- Me? No sir, I just wished you a good day, that was all.
Hahahaha f ucker, he is the most beautiful thing in the whole world, but I am not going to fall into his game, you do not intimidate me Lord Arrogant.
- Oh, how weird, I thought I heard the word Arrogant amid your feigned cough.
F uck, this is a tough cookie, and apparently, he is like me, he doesn't let no one offend him.
- Hmm, I don't understand sir, I felt a little dust going down my throat and that made me cough.
- Oh, I see, Aren't you as brave as you seem?
What the f uck!
Does he want to keep fighting with me? or what the heck happens with him? Is he like this?
- Mr. Jones, Is there anything wrong with Miss Miller? Any problems I should know sir?
F uck, and now who will be able to defend me!
- Hmm -
I was thinking of something to say when the gorgeous and smug papacito interrupted me.
- No Richard, don't worry, nothing happens, I was just joking with Miss Miller, I met her at the entrance and apparently, she is very playful. That is all, I am leaving now.
- Yes sir, I will send you a complete report at the end of the day with the results of the induction process, all attendees, first interviews' summary and overall work environment perception quiz’s graphs.
- All right, you are always so efficient Richard, thanks.
He turned around without further.
Oh no, what now?
He just stopped.
- Please send Miss Miller to my office after induction.
And now what does he want with me?
And without even looking at us, he orders the HR manager, he is so despicable.
- Sure sir, before or after your lunch break?
- Before my break please, fifteen minutes before my lunchtime.
- Understood sir.
- Goodbye, troublemaker.
Gosh, will he keep up with that?
Would he cause me problems?
My big mouth and I!
What will he want with me?
Maybe to belittle me and keep fighting?
Well, I don't know how it is around here, but I do not bow to no one, even if he is the owner, I prefer to leave and lose the opportunity to work in the best company in the world than submit to this prick.
If he is such a despicable boss, how in hell, well, maybe they paid to be in the top three list of the best companies to work for.
- How strange is it that Mr. Jones stopped to talk to a new or lower rank employee.
Whaaaaaat? He just called me an insignificant person?
- Excuse me sir, but I don't understand what you meant by that, did you just say that Mr. Jones doesn't talk to insignificant people like me?
- Oh no no no, Miss Miller, maybe what I said was misunderstood, it was never my intention to offend you, I just thought it was out of his ordinary behavior, Mr. Jones is very, mm, special, in his interactions with employees, in his way of working, in his way of being. Don't worry, you will have no contact with him, your immediate boss will be in charge of training you and to supervise you. Don't worry. Let’s go.
- I follow you sir.
I followed Richard towards the elevator, he pressed the elevator button.
An instant later the elevator arrived, both doors opened, he entered and placed his hand on the door to prevent it from closing, so I followed him inside the elevator.
I observed him carefully, he is a man of about thirty something years, he is not ugly, he is tall with light brown hair and hazel eyes, he has a well maintained beard and lock mustache, he looks pretty good, although if you place him next to Lord Arrogant, obviously he is definitely beaten miserably, he looks professional and competent. How do I know that just by looking at him? Because of his appearance, by the way he stands, confident, his expressions convey that to me, ah and his black suit also looks expensive.
He, in an almost robotic move, pressed the button of the eighth floor.
The elevator started ascending, I felt like my stomach just jumped, ouch, I hate that feeling, it always happens to me, that feeling that your guts or I don't know what, jumps inside you when an elevator starts to go up or down.
We go up and with a 'ding' the elevator warns us that we have reached the eighth floor, the doors opened, and Richard very gentlemanly gets out of the elevator first, lol, what can we do, I told him that I will follow him.
I followed him and got out of the elevator.
The view of the offices is impressive, everything is bright, clear, clean, organized and of very good quality, the office furniture, the finishes, the paintings, even the computer equipment and everything that you can see from here is very sophisticated and high end.
Points to the owner!
We walk along the carpeted hallway passing through many offices, which have glass doors and glass walls, inside them everything seems to be part of a TV show, you can watch as you change channels when you move forward and watch inside another office.
Everybody is all dressed in suits that look expensive.
All the women wear beautiful long hair, with almost a beauty salon hairstyle and natural but impeccable makeup, woooow.
Between both ends of the floor, there are cubicle areas, which apparently are ordered by departments, what I mean is when you go through an office, you can read ‘Marketing manager’ and exactly in front of the manager office all the cubicles in front of that office have signs indicating that it is the marketing area and in each cubicle, plates with the name and position of the person sitting there is located at eye height.
I think as Richard said, our boss is very special and seeing how organized and how clearly everyone and everything has an assigned place, now I understand what Richard was referring to, not only is he special, but very very very very very special, our boss, I think this is definitely bordering on the obsessive compulsive disorder, just saying.
In the central part, mid length in the floor, the area opens with a huge view of a large meeting room, with glass walls and glass doors, with a large wood meeting table, expensive executive office chairs, which at this time is full of people and he, Lord Arrogant is standing there, in front of everyone, oh gosh, he is an Adonis.
He looks soaring, great, dashing, beautiful, so handsome, in that clear gray suit that makes his white skin look like porcelain and those blue eyes stand out incredibly. His hair is perfectly combed backwards, his navy blue tie matches with his eyes, and his lips are so pink, almost red.
I observed him in there, he is talking, moving his arms and hands when speaking, I see how all his movements and expressions are perfect, he looks competent, professional and so alluring in there, I do not know what he is saying, nothing is heard from the inside of the meeting room, but until now, this channel is my favorite, it is the most interesting program of them all, lol.
Seeing how Lord Arrogant is in that 'important meeting' imposing himself on everyone is quite an experience, everyone in the room is watching him with full attention, mesmerized, all the women almost open their mouths in amazement, the men seem so drawn to him and just nod to whatever he is saying.
God I'm going to start drooling, he's so handsome.
Suddenly I crashed into something, obviously for walking around and drooling or rather said, for walking admiring the amazing piece of fine meat that the owner of the company is.
I flipped to discover that it is the back of a tall man in a white lab coat that I crashed against.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
I told the owner of the huge back I collided with.
So mortifying Layla!
Be careful woman!
I hope nobody realized how I was almost drooling due to Lord Arrogant's view and that was why I came to crash like that.
The owner of the huge back turned and literally, my jaw fell to the ground.
What the heck?
Are there only the most stunning gods working in here?
Is it a requirement to be very beautiful to be able to get to work here?
- Don't worry, are you okay?
Such a beautiful man my eyes are admiring.
He is tall, very tall, blond hair perfectly combed on his left side and looking so neat, honey-colored eyes, with a beautiful face but with that jaw, wow, that jaw makes him look super manly, his jaw is marked and defined that makes him look dangerous but those eyes tell you that he is a good guy, and as you get to see between the lab coat and his unbuttoned dress shirt from the first two buttons, a killer couple of pectoral muscles, someone has been going frequently to the gym lately, wow wow wow.
I FREAKING LOVE THIS PLACE!!!
- Ah Jimmy, how great that you arrived, she's your new lab analyst.
Richard said and I opened my eyes in total amazement.
Is he my immediate boss?
What is this place?
As you go up the chain of command, are they getting more good-looking?
- Oh great! Nice to meet you, I am James Moore.
- Writer
