She's The Troublemaker

Chapter 2 - Office Office

" Mel, wake up it's 7: 30, already " Ethan called out for I guess the 100th time, as I rolled out of my cozy comfortable bed. I stretched out my arms wide open, hitting Ethan in the process who was standing beside me.

" Ouch, it hurts, " he said while holding his cheek.

" Sorry Ethan, " I said as I entered my bathroom and shuffled the whole sink drawer to find my toothbrush. I squirted some Colgate on it and brushed my teeth. After brushing, I turned on the shower and winked myself into the hot water from the shower. Drying myself I stepped out to find my clothes neatly placed on the bed. I was so lucky to have my goody-goody brother. I slipped on the jeans and a grey t-shirt with ' SWAG ' printed on it in black. I hurried out taking my coat and my shoes in the process. I looked back and waved bye to Ethan before shutting the door and climbed down the fleet of stairs until I reached the street. There was a taxi stand at the corner of our apartment and found one at the time. I got in and said the address to which I had to go.

Sitting back I realized that, I had literally forgotten to take my sling bag. Stopping the cab, I ran back to the apartment knocked on the door twice as hard. The door opened, dashing through Ethan I grabbed my sling and went out as fast as I came. Soon the can started to move and long before I knew it I was just before the building I had visited yesterday, it would be best called as hell as the devil himself lived there. Muttering thanks to the driver I paid him the money and waited for the lift to come. I checked my watch it showed 5 minutes to 9. Thank goodness. I reached the 25 the floor as I looked around for someone to guide me. As usual, there was no one. I spotted a well-polished door and thought that it might be the cabin of the devil.

I knocked on the door three times but this time gently not as hard as I nearly knocked the door down. "Come in " a deep voice called from inside, I knew that stupid voice well. Swallowing my saliva, I entered. His cabin was.....awesome, magnificent, I was lost of words. His freaking cabin had a whole view of the New York skyline. I dragged myself towards the glass, looking down at all the cars going back and forth. His cabin even consisted of a table, two visitor chairs, and his own leather chair. Except that I didn't find anything near to be called as furniture except for the cabinets.

"Ms.Raykar, if you're finished with taking a look of my cabin, I would like to know your reason to abrupt my peace and my work, " he said looking at me, staring dead in the eye.

" Um sir, I would like to know where my workplace would be ?" I said

" I think it's not as much importance, Ms.Raykar. But as an answer to your question, your workplace is right beside mine -" he said gesturing towards his side which had nothing but wall. I think he meant ' get the hell out and go to the other door, clumsy'. But then I saw it there was a door alright but it was so camouflaged, I failed to notice it. I was just about to go when Mr.devil started to speak again- " - as for your notice, you are 3 minutes and 45 seconds late. I hope you know your timing well Ms.Raykar " he said. Oh the nerve of him, was that even a time to be late if it was 5 minute I could have understood. This guy was insane. Paying no heed to him I entered my cabin. It was a decent cabin with one table and a chair and hell lot of cabinets. I put my sling down on the side table, the office had two doors 1. One leading to hell and the other to the Devil himself. I took out the paper from my bag which contained my schedule. It went on like this -

Everyday schedule ( from 9 am to 5 pm)

1. Espresso coffee @ 9:30

2. Check emails and letters

3. Re-schedule Mr.King's appointments

-----------------BREAK TIME -----------------

4. Press and Media @ 3

5. Register of the other employees

6. Pack up

Okay technically it didn't give much information about my work, but I guess we learn some things when we practically do it. For starters, I don't even know where the coffee shop is. Who can I ask? Asking Mr.devil would only get me sarcasm, after all, I should show him I am capable of doing things. I opened the door that led to the office and saw a guy about my age or so drinking coffee. Yes. I could ask him, he doesn't look creepy either, in fact, he is handsome. With dirty blonde hair, well-defined jaw and practically mesmerizing yet calming blue eyes, he was perfect - wait a second I need him for coffee, not for me. Snap out of it Mel. I strolled towards him, he saw me and my breathing hitched -

" How can I help you ?" He said

" I wanna know where can I get a coffee ?" I asked

" No problem, we can share ."

" It's actually for the device- I mean our boss, " I said

" You were actually gonna call him the devil, right ?"

" I -In-no -"

" High five even I call him that, " he said and I looked at him like really? Do these guys even exist? Wow. Humorous, funny, cute - stop it, Mel . Before I could even ask him he gestured me to follow, we entered the lift and went down to the ground floor, he held my hand as we crossed the street all the way to the coffee shop , truly speaking I cared less for the coffee right now . He dragged me all the way to the counter and stopped and looked at me . It's funny how he kept looking at me for like 5 minutes until I realised that I had to give my order , silly me . I gave the order it was espresso , right ? And waited for our order . After a few minutes , the waiter came back with the order and we paid him . By ' we ' I actually mean - wait I don't know his name yet .

" I didn't catch your name, " I said

" Oh, how forgetful I am. Logan here and you are ? " he said

" Melissa Raykar, nice to meet you and thanks for paying, " I said

" No problem, " he said

" By the way is our boss always like this "

" Oh, you don't know him at all. He might look strict and professional now but truthfully he f***s a lot. I mean, for example, women get their names attached to them somehow and they turn actors, models, pianist the very next day. It's like he is a ladder to success and popularity. Many people men and women both use him and he doesn't even give a s**t about it. He even f****d with his last PA, who now has turned into Jennifer Miller, the big bold model of Victoria's Secret "

" Then I sure do need to keep him away I guess, " I said soon joined with laughter

I said my goodbye to him and entered the devil's cabin. He was busy on his phone, probably messaging someone. He took notice of me and jerked his two fingers signaling me to come in. I kept his coffee on the table and he took a sip of it. I turned to leave when -

" Ms. Raykar, next time make sure that there are only two tablespoons of sugar in my coffee, " he said

" Yes, sir, " I said grinding my teeth

I went to my cabin and looked through the schedule again. Next thing was to check the emails and letters. Did they even send letters these days? No idea. The email and password were already revealed to me so I hadn't asked him again. I typed in and scrolled through thousands of emails. Making a note of the important emails, I clutched my tiny notepad and knocked. I entered as he looked at me I stumbled again dropping the notepad down. It made an unpleasant noise as I picked it up.

" Sir your emails -"

" From who all ?" He said looking through his intertwined fingers

" Two from Mr.Chang regarding the area statements, one from Ms.Seinna saying that she will call the cops and One from Forbes magazine "

" Forbes magazine, read it ." He said

I dashed back in and returned with the tablet, the company offered Of course. I scrolled down to the Forbes magazine and began to read it -

' I AM OVER THE XAVIER KING TOPIC  '- JENNIFER MILLER

Recently the model Jennifer Miller had said this in her exclusive interview with Forbes. The former PA of the business tycoon Xavier King has openly talked about her on and off relationship with the handsome man. When questioned about her relationship status with Xavier she replied - ' I have no relationship with him. I don't know why people are behind him and me. I have moved on. I am over the Xavier King topic'. The  Victoria secrets model has given her statement loud and clear. What does Xavier have to say about this?

By the time I finished reading it. Devil was out of his chair and pacing wildly from left to right. He kept making faces and expression which could be only described as anger, frustration, and embarrassment. After a second or so he stopped pacing and stood in silence.

" HOW DARE SHE ?" He roared. To say the truth his loud voice had taken me up by surprise, he was totally fit to call the devil. Check that.

" If you hadn't f****d her, you wouldn't have landed into this " I mumbled. I don't know whether the room was too silent or not but the look he gave me said me that he had heard it loud and clear. He took steps towards me as I took some back until I touched the wall. He still advanced me until there was an inch of a gap between us.

" What did you say? You said if I hadn't f****d her, this wouldn't have happened " he shouted. He had gotten much nearer and my nose was close to touching his neck. He suddenly grabbed me by shoulders and looked up to meet his eyes. They were scary alright. After all, you don't expect to be in this situation in your first day of office.

" I guess then you did f**k Logan, I assume " he snickered

The nerve of him. So he had been seeing maybe on a spy camera or something. I was now bubbling in anger. How dare he accuse me of f*****g someone and that too Logan? A guy I met seconds ago.

" Shut your bloody mouth or -'' I started but he was still too close for my comfort. Almost suddenly his face seemed more relaxed and the grip on my shoulders softened a bit. He leaned in his lip were brushing mine and I was too shocked to react. Then the part of Logan talking about him brought me back to reality as I pushed him away. He looked at me in confusion and before he could speak I continued -

" For your kind information, Sir. Logan is my friend and I don't think of him like that ever. As far as I know, you are a s*x addict and it serves you right that Forbes has printed like this. I don't care what you think about me but the truth is the truth. I have come here to learn and earn not to lust and feel ecstasy. I am not one of your flings mister. I am a respected woman and not a slut. I hope I am clear " I said as I rushed out of his cabin and entered my own. 

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