The Boss Obsession

Chapter Nine - Deep Mess.

Vance.

Walking to my office and maintaining my composure was a normal thing I could do.

But what wasn't normal was me lashing at the cushion for no sane reason while inside my office, hurling curses.

I felt really hurt that she chose Eric over me, my worker.

To find out that way, made me feel like I wasn't wanted.

What exactly was in him that I didn't have?

I am ten times richer, hotter, better than Eric! More than ten thousand ladies in this country are willing to die just to stand next to me.

To top it all off, I'm even his boss!

Why couldn't she see that?

Why exactly did she choose to settle for someone like Eric?

Though Eric was good looking and everything but I was like ten times better than him in everything.

I guess I might just end what I thought I had with her.

No freaking way.

Vance Galemore never backs down in a mission.

And now, there's a treasure to find.

I had a great plan in mind.

Little did I know it wouldn't be so easy as I thought.

And also, I didn't really think Rachel would become a thorn in my path, not until she finally did.

I just thought how bad could it be?

Liana.

The rest of the day was made a living hell for me. Vance was deliberately making my life harder than it already seems. He walked faster than me and I couldn't keep up most of the time. He yelled at me during meetings and even poured water on me once. But the last straw that broke the camel's back was when we were in the final groundbreaking meeting of the day, the one where all his big investors and businessmen were present.

I was already exhausted from running around and wanted to take a seat when he blocked me.

"Don't you think you've been sitting for too long?" He asked, staring deep into my eyes. I was almost out of breath, not believing he could pull this stunt here. I really needed to sit because I was already feeling really dizzy . So I tried pleading with him.

"Please Mr Vance, I don't feel so good, I really need to sit"

He ignored me, dragging the chair away from my hold. Everyone in the conference room where looking at us. For them, it was a reality TV show.

For me, it didn't seem fun at all as it would lead to some serious consequences.

"Lazybones. So what happens if I give you this chair and one of my investors suddenly needs a chair to sit on?"

Oh please. God please help me. At this point, I didn't know what I was going to do again.

"You won't be allowed to sit till this meeting is over " He said and took his seat, leaving me to stand awkwardly behind him. I actually felt like crying. I felt so sick at that moment, my body heating up and the room seemed to spin before me.

Why was this man treating me like this?

Why?

I felt like telling him right there that I was carrying his son.

Still I chose to be quiet instead, quietly observing.

I had to place my hand on a chair for support, my knees becoming weak and wobbly. I was sweating profusely.

Oh God, I'm gonna puke!

I felt the urge rise in my throat and tried to suppress it. An old lady noticed and became genuinely worried about me.

"Are you okay darling?" She asked and everyone turned to face me, including Vance.

Before I could even speak, the urge came forcefully and I could no longer resist. I threw up on the floor, right in front of everyone.

Vance shut his eyes tightly, slowly tilting his head like I'd just committed an abomination.

I knelt down on the floor, next to my puke, while everyone stared at me.

"You're still there?" Vance asked, his voice cutting through my thoughts. I couldn't explain that I didn't have the power to move at all. I tried so hard to stand up but I felt very weak at the moment.

Natasha rushed to my side. Apparently, she had been in the meeting hall all along. She knelt beside me, placing me in her arms, helping me up to my feet.

"I'm so sorry Mr Vance" She begged on my behalf and took me away. I could feel Vance's piercing gray eyes, fixed on me.

It didn't end there.

"Vance said you shouldn't come to work for a week. He also cut some part from your salary" Natasha said to me once we got home. I sighed heavily. This was the price I was paying, just for getting pregnant. Vance was determined to make my life a living hell.

"Is something wrong between the two of you? I saw the way he was acting hard on you today" Natasha remarked and I sighed heavily, my mind going back to the events of today.

She was right. So I decided to come clean. I told her everything that transpired between me and the brunette at his mansion earlier today.

"Apparently, Vance has a fiancee. I was just a one time toy. He never loved me. Not once" I said, my eyes tearing up.

I thought it would serve as a relief to me, but instead, it's hurting even more. I couldn't stop sobbing. I couldn't control the tears. I just continued crying like a little baby, right there on the couch.

Natasha sat next to me on the couch, placing my head on her lap, trying to calm me down.

But I couldn't. Everything just seemed to hurt so bad and somehow, it's my fault.

"Don't cry baby. Eric loves you. I love you. Your family loves you and more importantly, my little godson loves you " She said, placing her hand on my stomach. Suddenly, I remembered I had life growing inside me and I had hope again.

I smiled at the thought of that. I had more than enough people to love me. What more could I want?

Vance's rejection wouldn't make the most out of me because I wasn't going to let it.

But things were about to get even more messy.