An Offer
**Emily's POV**
"Oh my God…your hair looks amazing,it complements your eyes," Clarissa,my colleague at work, said as I walked past her to my desk.
"I'm flattered, thank you Clarissa, you say the nicest stuff," I replied, offering her a polite smile. I always have this feeling that she really didn't like me and I felt the same way because she's so shady. Ever since I was transferred to the marketing department, I noticed this thin veneer of friendliness between us but I just overlooked it.
I settled into my seat, placing my bag on my desk. I released a groan as the telephone on my desk rang out breaking the calmness of the office. "Can't a girl get breathing space? I just got here and they need me already" I muttered under my breath. I answered the call and I heard Mirabel,the CEOs secretary on the other end of the call.
"Mr.Roger said you should come up with those files from yesterday's meeting" she said before ending the call without waiting for me to say anything.
"Let me guess, Mr Rogers right?" Clarissa asked as she filed her nails, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Yeah yeah… see you, I'll be back soon" I said, standing up and grabbing the files from my bag. I made my way to the elevator, typing in the top floor as I adjusted my clothes.
When I got to his office, I placed a gentle knock on his door, waiting for his permission to go in. I heard shuffling coming from the other side of the door before Mirabel opened the door, looking slightly disheveled.
"They didn't have the decency to wait till I'm done to go naughty," I said in my head as I rolled my eyes mentally.
"He's inside," Mirabel said in a clipped tone as she walked out heading towards her desk.
I walked into the office and found Mr Rogers standing close to the window, his back facing me. I cleared my throat to get his attention, he turned around, looking at me for a few uncomfortable seconds before narrowing his eyes as they focused on the files in my hands.
"Good morning,Mr Rogers," I said, walking closer and placing the files on the desk.
"Morning, Emily," he replied. "I noticed a problem in yesterday's record which you submitted,so can you go through it? I want to be sure that each figures are accurate before the party, I really can't afford to make any mistakes"
"I'll make sure to go through them, sir" I said as I nodded like the diligent employee that I was as I focused my gaze on the file on the table. I know he's just making stuff hard for me.
"Is there any other thing you need my help with?" I asked,wanting to leave the room as soon as possible.
He opened his drawer with his short chubby fingers before handing me the files from yesterday. "Work on it fast, Emily," he said. "And I'd like to see you during your lunch break, don't keep me waiting.
I grabbed the files from his hand as I made my way out of his office. He has always been making advances on me but that dude is old enough to be my father. I returned to my office and I noticed that only Clarissa was there. I noticed her eyes flicker up to watch me as I made my way to my seat.
"Is there a problem?" She asked,her voice sounding too sweet which kind of irritated me. I don't like to be mean but my day is already ruined.
"No, there's no problem, just a little mistake on last week's account" I said as I opened the files.
"Okay, good luck" she said before focusing on her work as I got busy with mine.
The morning passed in a blur and I felt dizzy from staring at numbers for too long. I checked the time and it was just two more minutes before lunch break. I stood up to get a quick snack before I head to Mr Rogers office.
I made my way to the cafeteria and noticed that only a few people were inside. I bought a box of small cookies and coffee, taking a seat on the bench where I ate them. Then I made my way to Mr. Rogers ' office.
I knocked on the door and only entered when I heard his deep voice telling me to come in. He sat at his desk, leaning his back on the chair as he stared at me.
"Sit," he said, pointing to the seat opposite him. I took a seat as I stared at him, an unimpressed look on my face as I tried to stay professional.
"I'm not done with the files yet" I said, even though I knew he didn't call me up for the file. Mr Rogers has always wanted to get into my pants and it's more disgusting because he has a beautiful wife and two children.
"I know, you can submit them tomorrow" he said as he placed his hands on the desk. "Let's not beat around the bush, you know why I called you up here" he said as he stood up, rounding his desk to stand behind me. I still maintained my expressionless facade when I wanted to slap the mustache off his face.
He walked over to my front as he sat on the desk facing me, invading my personal space. His face was lined with creases from the scowl he carried on his face all the time and his skin was so pale. His thin hair was slicked back which revealed the balding crown in the center of his head. His eyes, which were covered by his bushy eyebrows, stared at me which made me uncomfortable. The tip of his crooked nose red as he pressed his lips in a tight line.
His feet didn't reach the floor as he was short and stocky with a very prominent beer belly which strained slightly against his expensive shirt,as his short legs dangled from the desk. The faint smell of his cologne filled the air. I sat there not showing any expression on my face.
