She's The Troublemaker

Chapter Seven - After Hours

''The sun goes down

The stars come out

And all that counts

Is here and now, My-''

'' RAYKAR '' the boastful voice of my arrogant boss boomed my cabin. my peace had been destroyed thanks to my moody boss. Wondering why suddenly I sang a song . 1. because I am technically bored and 2 I still can't concentrate on my bloody work. I paused the music on my phone as I made my way to the devil's office. the casual scene was on display. laptop on the rich desk, stone-faced face and rigorous typing on a keyboard. Poor laptop, I wondered how come the keys hadn't come off yet. I stood in front of the seated geek statue and waited for a reply. He sensed I was there somehow and threw a leather book at me which I swiftly caught. he took a slight glance at me and shook his head . he again used his weird sign language to make me sit in the chair opposite to him. I just stared at the leather book what felt like an eternity, he quite his typing and this time threw a pen at me. which I failed to catch. he then flexed his fingers inwards and outwards it was like stretching you know..

'' Whatever I dictate should be on the book '' he gestured to the book I was staring long at.i just nodded in response. I took the fallen pen and positioned my hand ready to scribble. the book which I now noticed was some sort of a planner with numbered lines vertically going own to thirty. he doesn't expect me to fill all thirty slots right? I mean this thing tiny and my handwriting is way big for this thing. I just bit my lip and waited for him to continue.

'' Let's see first things first. I have to give a detailed layout to Christopher '' he said. I tried to fit my handwriting as neat as possible and I partially succeeded.

'' Second, Tomorrow I have a meeting with Trian Hotel Chain at 3 " I jotted that one down as well.

"Third. Presentation for Trian Company " and this list went on only till 5. And I thought it was gonna go till thirty. After finishing all 5, I handed over the book to the devil who skimmed through the points and signed. I slowly tried to go but failed.

" Where do you think you're going ?" He asked. Like literally I have been arranging all the bloody files you gave me which were in no particular order, handled various phone calls most of them your dying fans and also had to put up with Ms. Jones for a project. Not to mention the continuous calling to your office and even doing your personal jobs like buying grocery. Now it's 5 and I have to go - was what I wanted to say ... And didn't.

" My time is up sir. It's 5 already so I must be leaving ?'' Stupid Mel just stupid it didn't have to come out as a question silly girl - my inner woman spoke.

" As a matter of fact, yes it's time for you to leave -" I didn't let him finish I just squealed in delight. He cleared his throat and my attention was on him again.

" But today you will be working after hours because let me remind you I have a presentation to give to Trian companies and it might have slipped your notice that a presentation in kings is always given by the secretary. I need you to make a presentation and write a detailed speech on it " he said as he got up and left. I just stuck out my tongue as he walked away.

PING!

a sound vibrated through my jean pants as I took it out and looked at my phone. it was a message from then saying that he was going over to aunt brooks place. I quickly typed him a reply saying that I would be late. I hit send.

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It had been hours, I mean three hours i was working for the stupid presentation and not once did I have a time to just spend my time . Why? The devil who sat in front of me that's why. my hands ached from typing and typing and finding suggestive images and descriptions to make the presentation more appealing . what to say what not to say , what to mention what not to mention, was very disturbing especially when you have a boss who is incredibly arrogant and equally handsome. Handsome? Did I just call him that - Yes you did my inner voice again spoke? okay, then scratch that. I never knew how time really flew by. One moment I was just getting started and asking millions of doubts to my boss who did seem to be annoyed and the next moment I was at the edge of sleeping and never waking up. Everything we do requires a break, right? Then why can't this huge male sitting across understand? Should I ask him? I mean come on he might just give you an equally sarcastic answer but I need to stop banging my petite fingers on to the damn keyboard. So making a decision I finally decided to ask him.

" Mr. King, how do you work so much ?" I asked. His face inched up a bit and the dead cold stare was back. I tried to put my most convincing face at him. He kept the pen down and stretched his fingers as he spoke -

" That's why I am the managing director and people like you work for me, " he said in a cool and calm voice but behind this voice was obvious male ego. So I rephrased the question to get a specific answer -

" I mean don't you take a break from all this ? and what reward do you get from this whole lot of work? " I said

" I do take a break but not regularly. As far as my rewards are concerned I do get three things quite regularly " he said. Only three things? That's not a lot? My curiosity soon kicked in.

" What three things, sir ?'' I asked

"Wealth, Wine and Woman, " he said with a smug look on his face as he winked at me. I only responded with a disgusted face. That answer was fairly expected from an arrogant man like you. No difference in that. I eventually came to a conclusion that my dear boss was to be an arrogant, strict and a show-off. I looked back at my computer and started typing again.

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It was again a long and tired hour of work as I finally finished the stupid presentation. Now that it was finished I would happily take a taxi home. I looked up to my boss but he was already looking at me. Strange. I felt strange. I shook my head and showed him my presentation. His eyes scanned the whole screen like a cheetah on a hunt. At the end of the presentation, he looked convinced. Maybe he's gonna put up your wages. Wow, that would be superb. His mouth opened to speak as I waited for a joyful announcement.

" Your work is incredible, Miss. Raykar and I -" I waited anxiously for him to finish. Come on say it you wanna give me a bloody rise in my salary. "- would like you to do a speech as well " I swear my heart stopped beating, my jaw wide open as I stared at him as if he was an alien.

" B-But it's late sir and -"

" No buts you need to do it. Be more concentrated on the terms and topics " and just like that, I was again stirred into a whirlpool of tasks.

I began writing slowly at first but picked up speed after a while. My hands ached. I stretched them back and forth I could hear my finger bones snap but all in all, it felt good.

" Are you hungry ?" The voice opposite to me said. Actually hell I was but I knew he wasn't going to give me any sort of break so why not say no. The less I speak the less drama will occur.

" No sir, thank yo-" a loud sound erupted like a volcano and the source happened to be my hungry stomach. I swear I saw his mouth twitch but I wasn't sure of it.

" Okay I am hungry, I guess, " I said as he opened a drawer and threw some pamphlets towards me. They were pamphlets of restaurants offering delivery. I found out which one I wanted the post - PIZZA. I quickly dialed the number and later realized I hadn't asked him what we would have.

" Um sir what would you like to have ?'' I asked

" Caesar Salad, " he said. I mean are you fine by your head sir ? or is it infected by zombies? I mean who in their right mind would only eat Caesar salad. Victoria secret models? yeah obviously.

'' Aright "I just agreed and started to dial the number again . after placing the two orders, I began to finish my work . after a while the bell ringed. I went out of the cabin through the receptionist desk and found the delivery man there. I was about to give him the money but another hand beat me to it '' Keep the change '' he said. I hung my jaw wide open '' Do you realize you gave him a hundred dollar tip ?'' I asked in horror, shock you name it.

Not seeming to answer my question he just left. We both ate our so-called dinner in silence and in meantime finished the work. Making sure all the light and computer switches were closed I joined him in the lift as it descended down . Nothing much drama happened in the lift but I felt beyond uncomfortable , his towering height compared to my own. I exited and found that the deserted street might not be a way I would want to die. Hey, he was gonna go home too right so why not ask him a lift ? That's stupid of you Mel . Yeah too stupid of me but i can't risk my life now can I?. I began walking much to my dismay. From the more crowded ones to the most deserted ones . It felt as if no one lived this side of the street . As I was going to go further a Honk came from behind me . Behind me stood a handsome black matte Lamborghini with fierce white lights i recognized it as a Huracan . With 5.2 L V10 engine, anyone could fall in love with that beauty. Maybe I could ask this person to give me a lift ? Why not ?. I skipped my way to some stones and was about to make my way towards the car . That's when I froze.

A man stepped out into the cool and calm weather of the open. Moonlight fell on his face and now I thought it might not be such a good idea to ask after all. I turned away and began to walk again. When this time the car stopped in front of me blocking my way. Out came the same man I saw seconds ago. The smile on his face was nasty and the grin that followed him was amused. I folded my arms across my chest as I stared back to the familiar green eyes ..

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