Married to Mr. Rich Jerk

4. Arrogant Jerk.

Chapter-4.

Rhea's POV:

"Shut up, let me sleep," I groaned when my alarm started troubling me by ringing mercilessly. I woke up to the annoying sound of it.

Why did I set it this early in the morning. I thought inattentively. Still abstracted, I switched it off, not caring to open my eyes and went back to sleep again, rolling to the other side of my bed. Only a good couple of minutes later, my eyes jerked open abruptly, as I immediately realized about yesterday and the events started flooding in to my mind one by one. I forced myself away from my loving bed and rushed into my bathroom.

My next task was taking a quick shower and getting changed into my work attire which was a black pencil skirt and white dress shirt. I tucked my shirt inside my skirt and tied my hair up into a high pony tail. I applied a little gloss as my lips looked a bit pale since the moment I woke up. I took my bag with me and stuffed all the necessary things inside, including my phone and rushed out of my mini apartment.

I found myself making quick steps, in fact running towards the bus stop. I can't be late today or else that jerk boss of mine would fire me and will make my life more miserable. I shook the displeasing and disturbing thought away and started making long strides. A broad smile took over my expressions the moment my eyes landed on a bus which stood there already at the stop. Taking few more log strides, I quickly took a seat getting in. I could have taken my car with me but I don't trust myself when I'm late. Blame my driving skills for that.

I glanced at my wristwatch and realized its still 20 minutes to reach my destination. And soon, I was standing in front of this huge building where I was going to work from today. I sighed heavily and walked inside.

As I pass the lounge, my gaze landed at the reception area. I witnessed another receptionist today. An exasperated sigh escaped my lips reminiscing about the other day.

Take it easy, Rhea. You had no other choice so it's okay. I mumbled, heartening myself.

I shook those disturbing thoughts away from my head, as I took heavy steps towards the elevator and stepped in.

Before I could press my floor number, when all of a sudden, someone dragged me out of the lift holding my arm tightly. I gasped at the impulsive action. I viewed upwards only to meet with a pair of angry brown eyes blazing with fire. It was the same arrogant jerk who made my life hell these days.

I winced a little and jerked my hand away from him. "Are you that imperceptive? That's a private elevator. That means it's used by only me." He bellowed. Before I could react anything he stepped inside, pressing the button and it closed moving upwards.

Arrogant jerk, I mumbled to myself rubbing my arm where he held it tightly a moment back. I hope it doesn't get bruised by tomorrow.

I growled angrily at no one in particular standing there. Lucky for me, as there were no people around me or they would assume me crazy and weird. He's so egotistical and full of himself. What's the big deal in letting me in for one day. We were gonna work on same floor. Arrogant bastard. I hissed mentally and started waiting for the other elevator.

I stepped inside and soon I was on my way to his floor. I was tapping my feet impatiently as I was already late by 5 minutes and not to forget, because of the same arrogant jerk boss of mine. I rolled my eyes imagining him barking at me for being late. The elevator doors opened with a ding and I stepped outside. I made my way towards his cabin and knocked on his door twice.

"Come in." There was his strict voice from inside. The door was slightly parted and I walked in."You're late by 7 minutes." He stated glancing at his watch and then at me with a stern expression.

Visibly rolling my eyes at him, I stated the most unexpected thing. "Thanks for stating the obvious." Those words left my mouth even before I could stop them. He angled his face from his file and gazed dangerously at me. His temper flared. My heart pounded against my chest thinking of the aftermath consequences for my dense and unnecessary comment.

Dense woman, I scolded myself.

"You don't know what to speak in front of me, do you?" He mocked leaning back resting in his chair and eyed me from head to toe. I felt uncomfortable under his scrutinizing and piercing gaze.

"Control your mouth next time. You won't like the consequences, otherwise." He stated coldly playing with his fingers. I nodded looking down whitewashed. I hate him with passion. I looked down with a growl as I sighed inwardly. The next moment, I glanced at him and found him already staring at me smirking at me. I examined his features. He looks good in fact great, but his dangerous aura makes him look a bit older than his usual age.

He has chocolate brown eyes and black hair which is gelled perfectly, a perfect shaped nose and a pair of full lips. He even had this five o' clock shadow.

But what's the point when you don't treat other people as humans. No one would want to deal with a jerk like him.

He looks intimidating to me all the time.

"I forgot your name." He stated taking me out of my thoughts.

Well jerk, you never asked. I muttered under my breath making sure he doesn't hear it.

"Rhea Wright," I answered shortly, still observing him. He nodded uninterestingly and spoke again.

"I want my coffee twice a day and I want you to make it personally at the pantry." He ordered not even caring to look at me.

What!? Why would I make his coffee. I can buy it for him right?

"Why would I make it!?" I exclaimed reproachfully as his eyes shot towards mine. His brow c****d up questioning me.

"You don't get to choose your work Ms. Wright. You are an employee and I order as I'm your new boss. I pay you for obeying my orders, not to challenge and oppose them." He stated, his gaze lowering. Instantly, I looked down. "And I'm your new boss. I would prefer to be addressed as sir." He completed with an acrimonious scowl.

And the moment I look up at him, he stared at me with this hidden smirk dancing at his lips corners, precisely, watching and enjoying my surrendered state.

Does he behaves the same way with the other employees or am I going to be his special case? I wondered. How can I even forget! His mission is to infuriate me and drive me mad.

Cool, No big deal Rhea, you can handle him. I stated comforting myself evenly.

The devil's voice grabbed my notice as I listen plastering this fake professional smile. "Yes sir." I mocked emphasizing the word sir as he just stared at me for a good second.

Ignoring my contempt, he started in his unsympathetic voice. "Your work would be arranging my meetings and taking down the notes every time we have conference meetings and you have to accompany me for the outdoor meetings as well." He said all at once in a professional tone. I nodded talking it all in my brain.

"And lastly, don't be late. As you heard, I hate my employees being late. If you decide to be unpunctual next time, don't bother to show up. You're already fired then." He dictated in a firm voice and I nodded. He continued, "And I don't think you can afford being late Ms. Wright. Your brother would be inviting trouble then after." He threatened making me clench my fists at my sides. He delivered the statement like it was no big deal.

Why he is so impudent and impertinent!

I so want to land multiple punches right on his face and nose till it break down into pieces.

"You may leave now, your cubicle is right in front of my cabin. Everything you'll need is present there. I'll call or mail you if your presence is needed." He commanded dismissively and I left his cabin closing the door behind me.

I let out a long breath that I did not know I was holding it. I searched for my cubicle and settled all my things there once I found it.

I was arranging my files which were already placed there for me to read, when a voice interrupted me.

"You're the new assistant of our boss, right?" I turned on my back only to find the same girl from the other day who got fired because of me.

"Yes," I let out an apologetic look as she shrugged. "Call me Rhea." I smiled a little extending my hand.

"Emma, nice to meet you," she rejoiced taking my hand for a handshake.

I looked at her confounded. I thought she would be fuming because if it were not for me, she would have had her job, which is mine now.

"You're not mad at me? I mean I'm sorry for yesterday, I was so in rant and rave and..." I trailed off and she looked at me smiling brightly.

"Why would I? I mean I know that you asked him to give my job back, is that true?" She inquired and I nodded at her smiling.

"That was really sweet of you and I like you already. Anyway, I'm glad that I'm not working with him anymore. Good luck to you. He was such a pain." She said rolling her eyes making me chuckle.

"I'm the assistant to the managing Director now. His office is just around that corner." She cheered pointing at the other corner of the floor.

I just realized how big this floor was. I didn't notice earlier. I glanced at her and can't help but smile back at her. She is so friendly and I liked her too, already.

She's lively too. "I'm happy you're here. At least, I can share my stuff with someone now. My cubicle is right beside you." She said grinning widely and I laughed a little. She continued making a face, "You have no idea how situations get so worked up sometimes under Mr. Parker's presence in the office. He is so disciplinary and strict." She completed blowing out a sigh of relief.

I made a frowning face the moment she started telling me about my new boss and I already started feeling as horrible as I am his special case and he would never miss a chance to bother me and drive me mad and crazy. He never fails to make me feel intimidated by him either.

Lord! Give me the strength to deal with this arrogant rich jerk. I prayed silently.

"Best of luck Rhea," she paused, "I'm telling you, you will absolutely need your luck to deal with a person like Mr. Parker." She bantered making me stare at her in horror. She burst out laughing watching my expressions.

"Chill, I was just messing with you. You'll be fine." She tapped my shoulder encouragingly but laughed anyway making me twist my brows in anxiousness.

Yet again, she laughed glancing over my expressions.

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