Chapter Six
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ANTONIO’s POV
“You’re fired,” I yelled angrily at her, my voice echoing in the room. “Get the f**k out of my office now.”
“I...I’m very so..sorry” she mumbled and looked down at the disaster on the floor.
“Get the hell out.” I snapped again, my anger crawling up my skin. I was beginning to lose my patience with her.
Eva, my new assistant sniffled and picked the coffee cup up from the ground then walked out of my office crying.
“Fuckin’ hell.” I cursed underneath my breath as I looked down at my wettable and stained shirt.
Just how wrong can placing a cup of coffee on the table go? All she had to do was drop the coffee and pick the files up, instead, she poured the coffee all over the pieces of papers, ruining them and then all over my Italian white shirt.
Eva, my new personal assistant, well ex-assistant—because she’s never working for me again. Fernando hired her for me three days ago and all she’s done since then is get on my nerves. She’s too slow, clumsy, and very nerdy.
And she had just one small job to do, just one. Get me an iced coffee and take the files. Just that one thing and she couldn’t do it. I just couldn’t work with someone like that any longer.
I pressed the button on the intercom in annoyance and commanded angrily, “Fernando, get in her. Now!”
Some seconds later, Fernando walked inside my office. “Here I am sir.”
“If you want to hire a new worker, make sure you don’t even hire someone like Eva for me, ever again,” I said through gritted teeth.
He nodded, “Yes sir, my apologies”
“Get me a new suit from my car and get someone to come clean up this freakin’ mess,” I ordered.
“Right away sir.” He responded then walked out of the office.
I stood up from the chair and took my shirt off as I cursed under my breath then sat on the sofa and waited for Fernando to arrive.
My phone rang and I answered it in anger without even checking the caller ID.
“What!” I snapped.
“Yo-yo yo... Who set your pants on fire brother. Why are you so grumpy? Calm down.” Matteo said from the phone.
“Hey, Matteo, what’s up?” I said a little calmer.
“What’s up with you Antonio? Why do you sound so upset?”
“Everyone in this company sucks. Not one single person does their job right, none of them. Fernando hired a clumsy dork as my new personal assistant and all I asked her to do was get me an iced americano coffee then place it on my table then pick up some files and leave. I had no idea it was gonna be hard for her to do because she found it really hard to do. Instead, she poured the entire coffee on the files and all over my shirt. She’s just too f*****g slow and clumsy for my liking. It’s really annoying. I couldn’t work with her anymore so I fired her.” I finished my rant. I just couldn’t hold my anger in, I needed to let those words out and Matteo was the only one I could talk to.
Why the hell am I angry because she poured coffee all over me? Is that really the reason for my bitterness and anger or is there another reason behind it?
The both of us went silent for some seconds, the only thing we could hear was our breathing. After making sure I had calmed down, he spoke. “Are you alright dude”
“Yeah..yeah I am.” I breathed. “I’m alright.”
“Now tell me, is your assistant the reason why you’re so angry or there’s another reason?” Matteo asked.
He knows me too well.
“I don’t know. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed I guess.” I answered. “And... I just really miss her. Moments like this is where she would’ve smiled at me and my anger would subside but she’s not here.” I said in a low voice.
“Honestly Antonio, I really think you should forget about here already. There’s no need to dwell about the past any longer bro, you just keep hurting yourself. Just let her go already. It’s not healthy you know.”
I really hate when he or any other person tells me to forget about her. Do they think I haven’t tried? Is it that easy to just forget someone you love, someone you had planned your life out with, and all of a sudden, one phone call ruined your plans? If it’s easy for them then it’s not for me because I can’t forget about her no matter how hard I try.
She’s was my first true and only love. My high school love, the one I had planned to build a family with, the only one u could be vulnerable to without caring. No one compares to her, no one. Every other girl I meet wants me for the same thing. The money, the fame that comes with being with me, and the s*x, because yeah I fvck really well. But she loved me for me and not any of those and then they all want me to just forget about her like I had never cared about her or loved her, what the f**k.
“Bye Matteo,” I said coldly and hung up then threw my phone on the couch and closed my eyes as I thought about the last time I saw her beautiful and healing smile. Thinking about her always uplifts my mood.
Whenever I was angry, sad, or stressed, all I had to do was think about her smile and I’ll find myself smiling too. Her smile was like therapy to me, It was the only therapy I needed and it still is.
“Here it is sir,” Fernando said, his voice bringing me out of my thoughts and out of my sullen mood. I was less irritated about my surroundings and everyone in it.
I collected the hanger of neatly fresh suit from him and excused him. “Thank you. You can leave.”
He nodded respectively before walking out of my office. I stood up from the couch and made my way into the bathroom to change.
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