My Dance And I

Chapter 6:- Meeting Mr Arrogant Again.

The sky seemed to land heavily on Damilola, as she felt the heaviness of James's words on her.

How can this be? How is it even possible that she was going to be working for Richard Brown McCall? This isn't possible. It only happens in the movies.

She was so shocked that her mouth was left agape.

She was speechless. This was too unrealistic to take in.

James smiled and said, "Why do you seem so shocked? You can reject the offer, you know."

"No, no, no. It is fine. In fact I love it. Please don't reject it for me."

"Okay, if you say so," he said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, sir, for accepting me for this job. But I don't get why Mr Richard would want to choose someone like me as a P.A, he is so rich and can get even the best personal assistant in the world. So, why me?"

"Like I said earlier, miss, it is just for a week and you were recommended by Mr Brian. Anytime, Richard comes here, he chooses an assistant. It is not new. He has been doing that for a while now. Why he does that, I don't know. You should probably ask him yourself. Little advice from me, though. Don't ask him or you will regret it."

"Okay, Mr James"

"Since you are taking the job, go straight to his suit on the 35th floor. I will forward your picture to Richard, so, his bodyguards can be informed that you will be coming over."

"Okay, sir". She replied as she walked towards the door. She stopped in her tracks abruptly and stared at James. She wanted to ask a question but was not sure if it will be okay to.

After contemplating for a while, she decided to forget about her question.

Walking towards the door, she heard, James's voice.

"You wanted to say something?"

"Yeah, sir. If you don't mind," she said, finally deciding to ask the question which had been bothering her mind since she was asked to be Richard's P.A.

"Of course I don't, go ahead."

"Are there things I need to know about Mr Richard? His likes, his dislikes. Everything that can help me work better to serve him."

"If there are any more things you need to know, I will bring to your notice," he said standing up from his seat, walking towards her.

"Okay, sir. Thanks for your help so far."

After asking her questions she left.

She went straight to Richard's suite, breathing heavily. She was so nervous. She was really going to see Mr handsome again.

She walked slowly, to the elevator and went down to the 35th floor. That floor had always been occupied by Richard, only.

Immediately she came out of the elevator. She was stopped by two bodyguards, who were standing very close to the elevator..

She was searched thoroughly with about three security detectors. The first set of bodyguards searched her with an 'hand held metal detector'.

Few metres away from the first two bodyguards, she met another set of bodyguards.

She was searched this time with an 'explosive detector'.

Since she was with no baggage, she wasn't scanned with an x-ray baggage scanner.

At the door of Richard suite, she was searched for the last time with a 'dangerous liquid detector'.

After taking all safety precautions, the bodyguard let her in.

One of the bodyguards opened the door for her and said. "You may go in, Miss"

"Thanks, she said with a smile"

Walking into the suite she met a body guard at the interior part of the door.

"Please, this way, miss".

Damilola smiled in return and followed him. The first room they walked into was the living room.

Damilola's eyes wondered endlessly around the living room. It was damn too beautiful and extremely luxurious.

She had come across pictures of this living room severally but never believed she could be in it.

This presidential suite was rumoured to be extremely expensive and even rich people can't afford it.

Richard actually bought it.

Renting it for a while alone, could wreck a business, but he bought it. He didn't just buy it, he bought the whole floor and had it changed to his taste.

He is extremely rich and he is actually the person she will be working for. This was so movie like.

Damilola stared around the living room and was stupefied.

The whole living room was painted white.

It was painted like a royal British household.

The ceiling was painted white with beautiful and luxurious Chandeliers hung to it.

The couches were all white and beautifully made.

There was a small glass table in the middle of the couches. It had about two books placed on it and a flower vase with beautiful white roses in it.

There was a very large TV placed on the wall.

Damilola stared at the living room, her mouth wide open.

This place was extremely lovely.

The bodyguard put the television off and urged her to follow him to his boss.

She followed obediently behind the bodyguard. They walked past the beautiful dining room which was few metres away from the living room.

All this to her felt like a tour to an heavenly land.

After coming out of the dinning room, there were two rooms opposite each other. One was slightly ajar, while the other was tightly shut.

The bodyguard led her to the door that was shut.

The door which was slightly ajar, revealed a beautiful bedroom with a king sized bed. The bedroom was painted white and blue.

She could not get a clear view of the room because it wasn't fully opened, but she could testify to how beautiful it was.

The bodyguard knocked on the study door for a while, before it was opened by another bodyguard.

"Just how many bodyguards does this guy have? It's not like he is a president or something," she thought.

She went into the study quietly. As if any sound she makes will blow up the room.

Immediately she went in, the bodyguard who led her there, went his way. The bodyguard who opened the door also was no where to be found. Damilola who was enveloped in the beauty of the room didn't even have time to be worried about the bodyguards. She started around, taking in the beauty.

The study room was beyond beautiful.

This time painted white and brown.

The whole study room was painted white but the wooden structures, brown.

She walked towards the office chair, which had a table and two more chairs in front.

Behind his study room chair were three shelves. One of them was occupied with molded things, such as a molded jar, a molded white horse, etc. They were so many.

The second one was occupied with books and the last one was occupied with various paintings.

Some were pasted on the wall also.

He didn't bring many luggages, so, he definitely didn't bring this along. It was all here, all along.

Damilola couldn't help but touch some of the molded things. They were so heavy and looked expensive.

Most of it weren't molded, they were mugs.

Damilola admired the paintings also for a while Before turning around to check the other side of the study.

Though James's office was two times larger than Richard's study, Richard's study was more beautiful, welcoming and in vogue.

Damilola stared at the other side of where she stood, few metres away from where she stood were grey couches, a small black glass table was in the middle.

Just as Damilola wanted to stare further, her eyes caught a floor to ceiling window in front of her which was closed but the curtains were opened. A man stood there and stared at the beautiful view before him. His aura so dignified to be ignored. He was dressed in a white shirt and black trouser. There were two bodyguards behind him. One of them was the guy who opened the door for her.

Damilola felt embarrassed. She was so engrossed in this beautiful sight that she forgot her purpose for coming here.

She walked towards him silently, scared of disrupting this beautiful sight of him starring out through the window, with rays of light shining on him, making him look angelic.

Just as she was about to walk towards him, he turned back, and walked towards the couch. Seeing this, Damilola wanted to hide. She became extremely scared. It looked more like she sneaked her way into the study and was not led inside.

After a while. It dawned on her that she was no burglar and came to see him.

She stood up from where she bent to hide and decided to walk towards him.

Just as she was about to go to him, her eyes caught another beautiful sight.

Richard was sitting on one of the couches, reading a book and occasionally sipping some coffee.

His white shirt wasn't buttoned all the way to the top. He left three buttons opened.

He sat there in silence like he didn't notice Damilola's presence.

Damilola just stared in awe at him. All she wanted to do was take a picture of this breathtaking guy.

He looked more magnificent than ever.

After taking in his beauty for a while, she walked closer to him and said, "Hi, Mr Richard, I am Alex," she said.

The man didn't even act like he was being spoken to, he kept his eyes glued to what he was reading.

After not receiving a response, she continued speaking. "I am Alexandra Hall, the one recommended to be your P.A"

After saying those words, she began to wonder how she got here, how she was recommended to be his P.A. She doesn't even qualify to see him from afar, but she turned out to be recommended to be his P.A. Just what joke was life playing on her?

When she finished speaking, there was still no response from him. Just when she was about to think of what else to say, he raised his head from the book he was reading. Stared at her for a second, before staring away.

Damilola caught a glimpse of his face again and said in thoughts, "Damn! How could a human being look this good?"

After looking away from her, he called one of his bodyguards with a snap of his fingers and said something to him, which she could not hear.

The bodyguard left and came back with an iPad, which he collected from him and handed over to Damilola, still not saying a word.

"That's it? I went through so much trouble just to get here and still didn't get a word from him? Just an iPad? Just what is the use of this iPad?" She thought starring at him in annoyance.

She collected the iPad from him, announced her departure and left as Richard continued reading his book.