Become my wife! It's an order

5. Don't Mess Up With Me Bald Burger

(Don't mess up with me bald burger)

Beep beep

"Shut up!!"

Beep beep

"Go back to sleep"

Triiiiingggggg

"Ahh!! Stop"

Triiiingggh !!!!!

"Stop annyoing me."

Smack!!!

"You deserved it. Now go back to sleep. Annoying alarm."

"Tick-tock-tick-tock-riiiiiiiiiinhggg!!"

"b****y hell!"

Smack!!

But the ring didn't stop.

"Tick-tock-tick-"

"Tick-tock-" I repeated the sound still absorbed in my sleep. Soon realisation hit me like a cold air coming from my open window.

"MY PHONE!!" I screamed, now fully awake, eyes widened in panick.

I quickly pushed the cover off my body and jumped out of my bed, and started searching for the source of the sound.

I caught a glimpse of something shining and vibrating continuously.

I kneeled beside my couch and looked in its corner. Extending my hand inside it I finally took hold of it.

It was safe and sound.

A flood of relief washed over me.

"Thank goodness it's alright. You nearly gave me a heart attack buddy. "I cooed my phone till I got Satisfied its still alive and safe in my hands.

I am definitely going to kill Jeena.

Her idea of tuning same sound as my phone and alarm clock is disaster.

It was natural I'm going to smack whatever rings like an alarm clock in morning.

How can anyone receive a call when only hearing the alarm sound made me smack my phone on the wall.

Beep!

The sound of new email flashed on the  screen of my phone.

I quickly unlocked it and pushed the email icon.

Ah! Devil himself.

Miss Tyler, 

I believe you remember my meeting with Mr. Dork at 9. So present in my office at 8:30 exactly.

I don't want to waste my precious time on the absurd dinner meetings and need to wrap things with him as fast as possible.

What he really mean? Absurd dinner meetings? Rude fellow.

I checked my phone, and there was present the 2 missed calls from devil boss.

If he is already decided to email me, why waste your precious time calling your personal Secretary! Especially in early morning. Breaking her lovely sleep.

I yawned and my eyes lazly wandered up towards the clock.

And I almost got a heart attack.

I was late.

Only one hour left for my departure.

But why I was still not in hurry.

Meh!

Because I'm lazy ,tired and exhausted.

My eyes traveled down towards the alarm clock, lying completely dead and torn from the effect of banging his head on the wall.

No one dare to wakes me up from my beautiful sleep.

But it's not your alarm clock's fault. It's  actually your boss cheryl.

A voice in my head reminded me & I noded in agreement.

Getting ready in about an hour is not my thing.

Wearing professional clothes is more headache and tiring than creepy hoodies.

In creepy clothes you just need to put on your hoodie, mask, jeans and most importantly my favorite knife to strangle anyone I want and sometimes a dagger on my shoes to kick anyone I want to his precious jewels.

I have managed to separate my small cozy wardrobe into three clothing sections.

I know its stupid but I have to ,to save my time and breath to destroy everything come in my line of sight.

First: My normal girls wear (Including gowns, dresses, jeans-)

Two: Disguised clothes  ( creepy hoodie ,big boots- )

Three: Professional clothes office outfits

Finally I decided to go with my my newly brought, my diamond patterned open-front blazer with my matching black top and pants.

8:17 Am

Holy moly, I'm fast today. Satisfied with my look I collected my stuffs to leave yup not before munching a leftover.

I forgot to mention, my sleep deprived boss called me on 5:30 in the morning.

Seriously, is he insane to disturb his Secretary's sleep after making her work like a maniac on her very first day. Toad!

Frowning I lock the apartment door. Placing the key in its original hiding place.

~°~

"Good morning Sir!" Dutifully I greeted Mr. Black as his personal slave - Secretary.

But dutifully, my boss ignored me. Arrogant pizza!

Packing his stuffs he started moving out of his office ,throwing his file and bag in my hands and, looking at his watch he only complimented me with encouraging few words.

"You are 5 minute and 23 seconds late."

What? Seriously?

"Ofcourse Sir."

I smiled also dutifully and decided to ignore his compliment.

We took seat in his black Mercedes-Benz in back seat. He looked unaffected by my stare and done great job ignoring me by continuously looking at his phone.

How can such a handsome man with perfect jaw be arrogant. Power really makes people cold and stuffy.

His voice again welcomed me cooly with his deep sexy voice

"If I were you Miss Tyler,I wouldn't waste my time gawking."

I was shocked and quickly turned straight.

He spoke again without looking up.

"It's your duty to remind me of next very important appointment to attend at 10. Not a second delay."

"As you say Sir!" I replied confused and again he busied himself in his phone.

What's the matter with him?

~°~

"Mr. Dork! " he didn't extend his hand to shake with looking old bussiness man who just shrugged and took back his hanging hand.

The old man was in the most strangest shade of grey suit I have ever seen in my life.

If I try to explain his ugly facial expressions, I might add the baldness in his head and...big eyes  right now staring at me openly. Infact, checking me out.

I knew that look-

And believe me before this dinner meeting will end, he was already repaying me for that.

Mr. Black spoke again in his deep more coldest voice, breaking his disgusting eyes from my attire.

"You already know very well, I'm not interested in your any time wasting proposals. This is your last and final chance. So start speaking and don't waste my time staring at my secretary. "

This made the bald ugly creature move his butt fast and took his seat as fast as he can ,to the nearest table he booked for us near window.

Mr. Black, signaled me to write whatever the baldy wanted to gain through this meeting.

Unfair completely.

While he wasn't even paying attention, straight looking into his phone and on the other hand I was forced to listen to him carefully whatever waste he puked from his mouth.

Writing ...

Why is only talking rubbish?

Writing...

No wonder my boss isn't interested in his presentation.

Still writing...

15 minutes later,

Still writing

Until,

RIINGGG!!

My boss' phone started ringing loudly. Staring at it ,he got up from his seat , without excusing himself.

Leaving me behind with ugly bald coconut, who was still staring at me with something like perverted l**t.

And what I did, no I moved my head away from his pure disgusting eyes to my notepad.

I reminded myself again and again-

One wrong move

One wrong move

Nothing happened.

Suddenly I heard the pulling of a chair beside me. But I didn't looked up.

One wrong move

One wr-

Ah! You are dead

Moving my eyes back to the stranger, I saw him now sitting next to me. He was giving me a disgusted broken teeth smile. His hands were- his hands -

Were on my thigh,

My eyes filled with red.

Wrong move baldy!

Smiling with a tight lips, with his flithy hand still on my thigh moving slowly, I moved my left hand to my back pocket slowly not breaking my fake smile away from his disgusting face.

"Àaaàaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He screamed more than his vocal cords can handle, trying to move his hand from my grip, giving me feeling of self satisfaction.

I definitely love violence.

Eugene's P.O.V

The important investors were calling me from Russia. I quickly wanted to take the phone call but not wanting to leave my Secretary with this perverted man behind.

The ringing grew louder ,without wasting another minute I hurried outside, excusing myself  but not leaving my eye from her. In case he tried anything with her.

The window outside our table, helped me keep a close view to the cheap man like Dork himself.

Then, after a few seconds I noticed a movement,  yes ,the movement of one of the womanizer old man shifting next to my Secretary.

Shit!

I ended the call quickly, and moved towards our table. Dork, has now placed his hand on her-  thigh. My nose flared with anger.

I'll kill him myself if I have to.

As I was about to reach them, I noticed the left hand of my Secretary moving inside her pocket. What's she searching so desperately.

Maybe a hidden g*n.

But no.

It was actually a pen.

And in blink of eye I heard the loud cry of none other than Dork himself-

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

She attacked him with pointed tip of her pen on right hand of Dork, which was resting on her thigh.

Making use of all her force, she succeeded in taking out the blood from his wrinkled flesh. The pointed part of pen used like this by a lady, made me amused completely.

I was stopped in my tracks. Enjoying the whole show like everyone else was currently doing now. No one was interfering with the mad woman, with deathly weapon in her fragile hands ,digging deeper into the flesh of a crow.

"DON'T MESS UP WITH ME BALD BURGER!!"

"YOU HEAR ME!! NEVER EVER!!" She shouted looking like a insane woman.

I'm now completely impressed with her new discovered insulting techniques.

Then, my eyes flicker. He's going to hit her.

I moved fast and grabbed his wrist, before he can even touch her. Giving him a hard punch in his nose. Causing him loss some more blood from his round nose.

And in last, kicking him hard in stomach reminding "Stay away from her or any other woman. Next time you will be dead Dork. "

He hissed in pain. But I'm done with this man for the future. It was his last chance.

I called the police and thought to left him there until they reaches to catch him for assault.

"Sir, we should leave now. The next meeting is starting in 5 minutes. We have wasted enough time here."She said in cool composed voice, looking at the time in her watch.

No fear, no sadness, no anger I saw in her steely blue eyes. Only a cool professional posture. Like it was normal for her daily routine.

I noded in response.

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