SAYING NO TO MY BOSS

chapter 1 _First day at work._ I woke up to the incessant ringing of my alarm, groaning as I fumbled to silence it. I glanced at my table clock, my eyes widening in horror when I saw that it was already 8:00 AM. Today was my first day at Checkers Enterprise, and being late was not the kind of first impression I wanted to make.Regret washed over me as I remembered the ill-advised decision to go to Quilox Bar the previous night. The allure of the night and the enigmatic stranger I had almost spent the night with had clouded my judgment. He was undeniably handsome, but there was no time to dwell on that now.Quickly, I washed up, abandoning any thoughts of makeup or breakfast. Time was of the essence. I had to find a way to get to Ikoyi from Chevron within the next 30 minutes, a near-impossible feat. Still, I had to try.By 8:50 AM, I parked my humble Picanto in front of the towering Checkers Enterprise building. My little car felt painfully out of place among the gleaming luxury vehicles, but I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude. This was Checkers, a company where even the lowest-paid staff could probably cover my expenses for a year. I reminded myself how fortunate I was to be here and headed inside.Rushing through the lobby, I made my way to the reception area. The receptionist, Adediwura, greeted me with a polite smile. She must have sensed my anxiety. She informed me that I was lucky – the CEO had just arrived. She instructed me to make a coffee and take it to his office. I thanked her profusely, signed in, and hurried to the kitchen.Her voice echoed in my mind as she warned me not to add sugar, and I didn't dare question her instructions. I couldn't afford to make a mistake on my very first day.Carrying the coffee I had prepared, I approached the CEO's office. I took a deep breath, reminded myself to keep my composure, and knocked on the door.A deep voice from inside the office instructed me to come in. I carefully turned the doorknob and entered the room, holding the coffee gingerly. "Good morning, sir," I began, my voice laced with nervousness.Then, my heart stopped as I saw the man sitting behind the imposing desk. The coffee slipped from my grasp, its contents splattering on the expensive carpet."JESUS!" I exclaimed, unable to believe my eyes. The CEO of Checkers was none other than Chike, the very same stranger I had nearly spent the night with at the bar.Chapter 2.Chike's Pov:The sound of spilled coffee interrupted my morning routine, and I raised my eyes to see what had caused the commotion. My eyes widened in disbelief. It couldn't be... Ada? The same woman I had met at Quilox Bar last night? What on earth was she doing here at Checkers Enterprise?Good.. Good morning sir, she stammers, as she bent down to pick up the broken pieces of the coffee mug, I was taken aback. Her soft voice, apologetic and timid, reached my ears. It was the same voice that had tormented me in my dreams all night. I couldn't forget how I had begged her to spend the night with me, captivated by her beauty and allure.She hurriedly left my office, clearly flustered. I watched her go, a sense of satisfaction creeping over me. I had never expected to see her again, let alone in a professional setting. It was as if fate was playing a strange hand.I immediately picked up my phone and dialed Akin, my personal assistant. "I want a file on Ada," I instructed. "Before the close of business, I want to know everything about her."I wasn't sure why I felt compelled to dig into her background, but there was something about her that piqued my curiosity. I had a feeling that there was more to Ada than met the eye.Not long after my call to Akin, Ada returned to my office. This time, she was accompanied by one of the cleaners. The cleaner quickly set to work, tidying up the mess on the carpet while I observed the entire scene."Good morning, sir," the cleaner greeted politely. When her work was done, she exited the room, leaving Ada and me alone.With a professional smile, Ada introduced herself, pretending not to recognize me. Her eyes, however, betrayed a flicker of uncertainty, a hint that she was perhaps aware of our encounter at Quilox Bar.Chapter 3: ADA the liar. Ada's pov"Have your seat," he said, his deep voice resonating in my ears. I took a seat on one of the empty chairs in front of him, doing my best to suppress the memories of our encounter at Quilox Bar the night before. I prayed he wouldn't recognize me, not with the vivid recollection of the explicit words I had whispered into his ears.I cursed myself for getting high and allowing myself to be in that situation. I felt like a box of regret, and as his next question came, I was jolted back to reality. "Have your tools and work station been assigned to you?"I stammered slightly, "Not yet, sir. I'm looking forward to it this morning."