This must be an expensive joke, "Does it mean that Mr. Drew is truly the Manager of the DMD software company" or "Could it be that he just posed as the MD to mortify me and make his earlier words to me seem right" She thought within herself.
"I should have known that something fishy was up" Emilia was beginning to get irritated as Mr. Drew got closer to her.
"So you're truly the MD of this big company, you must be swimming in the ocean of wealth," Emilia said, still donned with surprise.
All this while, Emilia had been thinking that Drew wasn't an MD, she thought he was impersonating another person. Just to lure her and make her feel better.
"And you had to do all these just for me on my first day at work"
"Well, I guess I felt honored and proud, all thanks to you"
"Working with must be great(ironically)" She said with her face beaming with fake smiles.
"So can you tell me, any terms and conditions attached to this job or my job description".
Perhaps, what prompted the appointment?
Is it my jobless state or physical appearance the other day?
Emilia rained questions on drew.
"I have imagined the difficulties you might have been facing since you lost your job and your lover left you for another lady, so I deemed it fit and necessary that I offer you a job as my P. A" Drew said as he dragged back his chair to sit down.
"I gave you this job because I have tasted some spice of brokenness and joblessness, and to improve your financial status will be something worth doing" He explained further.
"So, how am i sure that this is not a plot?"
Emilia was beginning to think that, it was a plot by drew to lure her into another relationship and possibly jilt her. She started to reject the job when he found out the reasons behind the Job offer.
"Do you think I want to work for you? You want me to follow you up and down like a vagabond" If many other people want this job, then they can have it.
"I don't want you to suffer any longer. Why can't you just accept? I know you might have experienced bad luck with men but this is far from it, Accepting it doesn't mean anything." Drew said advisingly.
Emilia threw him a Cold look.
Mr. Drew stood from his chair and went closer to Emilia's seat at the other corner of the office. He was trying to convince Emilia to accept the job offer.
"Being my assistant is a demanding Job, you have to be active and up-to-date. I expect nothing from
my employees but perfection especially from you, because I see that zeal in you to be re-employed into a company. I sincerely hate f**k-ups and tardiness. Every morning, you will be here at 7 a.m. on the dot or before that. As soon as I enter my office at 8 a.m., I expect to see a steaming hot cup of black coffee by my desk and you will tell me what my day looks like. And you were right about being at my Beck and Call 24/7. You will be in charge of scheduling meetings, handling my mail, typing my letters etcetera. Before you ask, you will receive a weekly paycheck of $4000." He spoke while peering at me.
"I hate to say this but this job pays so well. It's truly a tempting offer, minus the part about being technically lured into it" She said under her breath.
She sighed defeatedly, "Fine I will do it"
He grinned at her. "Great. You can start by going through today's agenda, which you will find on the computer sitting at your desk. I will send someone to show you around the building. Get to work, Miss. Clarkson" He pointed at the door.
She rolled her eyes at his sudden formality and turned to leave. Before she could leave, she heard him groan.
"Did you know those wears of yours made your ass look big and curvy? Remember this is strictly professional" He asked gruffly.
Emilia was feeling uneasy as she walked to find her way out of the office.
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"How will I be able to cope with this deceit?"
"What will happen if she finds out about all this?" Drew asked out of curiosity
"Don't worry, she won't find out" he assured his friend Drew
"I just needed to secure my inheritance by flaunting Kyra as my fiancee, you and I know that was the only way to secure my multi-million dollar fortune"
"Even, if it will cost me my all to get Emilia back I will do that because you know why?"
"Why?" Drew questioned
"Because that's where my heart lies"
Duke has been regretting flaunting Kyra as her fiancee ever since the memories of his past relationship with Emilia started recurring in his mind. He questioned his decision in it, whether it was justifiable.
It was on this note, that Duke contracted his friend Drew, to stalk Emilia and offer her a job in the software company in which he will pose as the MD for the meantime. By this, he will win Emilia back for him.
"Man, let's go get a drink and chill out Worries," Duke said without distress
Duke Led Drew to the corner of his garage where his red sports car was parked. They hopped into the car and he drove to the lounge situated south of the town.
At the Counter of the Lounge stood a man in his late twenties taking orders from the customers, Duke went up to the counter to make some orders for himself and his friend.
After making the orders which took much of time, he made his way through the long queue back to his table.
"I think I should pay her a visit, to talk things out with her but I don't think she would let me in"
"How would she?, After all you did to her? Drew asked.
" Well, I guess you have to try out first, perhaps she would give you a listening ear. From all indications she is broken" Drew said encouragingly.
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Emilia lay on her bed with a thought-filled mind, she had been recounting how Duke jilted her to marry her best friend Kyra. All her life she had taken Kyra as her only sister since she had none. But what happened? She back-stabbed her.
"How on earth would I think that Duke would ever leave me for the person I took in as my sister, does it mean he loved me because of my body? Perhaps, He has been cheating on me with her all these years" She murmured in disappointment.
"After all that I have sacrificed for in the relationship, could it be that he was doing the will of his parents at my expense?", She asked rhetorically.
He is an Adult so he has the right to decide for himself
Then, what could that be?..
Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she sobbed.
"Knock! Knock!!" A sound came from the door.
She hurriedly cleaned the tears, still having teary eyes, she asked in a cracked voice.
"W-who is there?"
"It's me, Duke"