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CYNTHIA'S POV
My first day with Mrs. Mari and the first couple of hours were wild. She was named the predecessor of De'Moore. A huge deal considering the son thought he was a shoo in. From pieces of the argument they we heard, they used to date. Now he’s married to her sister. Wild, if you think about it.
Serena and I looked at each other. We both started today. Neither had senoirty over the other. I could tell by the way her jaw flexed, if she allowed it her mouth would’ve dropped. “CHARLES, This is a place of business. Please try to conduct yourself in a manner befitting your position.”
“My position would be head of the company. If you hadn’t snaked it away from me. What did you do? Sleep with my dad? Guess you’re not above being a slut once you got married. I’m glad I knocked up your sister.”
If she didn’t want that out it was out now. I took it upon myself to call security. I was sure he wouldn’t be above hitting her. Serena also made a call. I wasn’t sure to who but would find out later.
Security came to escort Charles away from the premises. That’s when he showed up. Mr. Jackson surely was a tall drink of water but his assistant Declan well he made me very thirsty. His level-headedness was needed in the situation.
“Sir, I don’t think it would be wise to hit him.”
“Beau? You didn’t need to come here. We have it handled.”
He clicked his tongue. Irritated at the prospect of not being needed. “You’re my wife. Why wouldn’t I come to protect you?”
Charles just sneered at them. His eyes connected with mines and that sneer looked almost like a grin. “Oh look, you got assistants already. So you did sleep with my father.”
The nerve of that loser. I wanted to say something. Anything to defend her. Marina didn’t seem like the type to sleep with some old codger just to get ahead. But I didn’t have to say anything.
Beau stepped in. He was pretty cool. The next few minutes were a blur. Charles was escorted out of the building. Thrown out seemed more appropriate. We watched him stand dusting himself off. Serena and I should’ve gotten in the car to leave but we couldn’t. That gave him a reason to stalk towards us. “You little sluts work for that b***h?”
Serena claimed up. I wasn’t about to take it. He was a jerk. “I’m sorry but who are you asking? I don’t see any sluts around or know a b***h. I do however see a misogynistic asshole.” Smiling afterwards. He did not like that.
He growled out of frustration. Pointing his finger at me. I didn’t take too kindly to the intimidation. I did what I was trained to do. Took him by his wrist, twisted it, and threw him over my shoulder. Stepping on his chest with my foot I gave another smile. Softer this time. “in the future I would like for you to refrain from taking your anger out on people you perceive to be weaker than you. Now should we call the police or do you think you can leave on your own?”
He nodded his head. Removing my foot from his chest. He got up. Still holding onto his wrist I pushed him in in the direction away from us. “Have a wonderful day. I do hope you can find another opportunity.”
Letting go, Serena clapped me on the back. “You were brave. And just a bit stupid. How did you learn to do that?”
“I took several years of martial arts training.”
“Oh, that’s great but still scary.”
We finally got in the car and drove it to Mrs. Marina's home. “I know I should’ve said something before but we’ll things happen. Can you believe he was fired though?’
“He raised his hand to her. Of course he was going to be fired. That was the smart thing to do.”
“I agree. Can’t have a disrespectful employee and a violent one at that.”
“Exactly. Now we wont have to deal with him. Unless he calls his dad.”
Exiting the car we left the key with the attendant after explaining who it belonged to. It was looking as if we were going out separate ways when she spoke. “Cynthia? Do you want to go out? If we got the rest of the day off do you think Declan and Makena did too?”
Tapping my calloused finger against my chin, I shrugged. “Not sure but we can always call. I think Mrs. Marina is the nicer of the two. She could very well have talked him into giving them the rest of the day off too.”
“We should have Declan’s number. He called us from his phone.”
“you call him.”
“Why me? Don’t you think he’s dreamy?”
My eyes widen. I wasn’t the only one that thought highly of him. Maybe it was my lack of s*x lately but he did do some things to me. I didn’t get a chance to refute. Serena already laughed. “You do find him sexy. Bet you want him to throw you against the wall and spank you.”
“Excuse me! I’m not into that rough s*x. I like vanilla. Plain s*x. I don’t need that.”
She laughed. “Yeah well give me that rough kinky s*x any day. Spank me, choke me, talk dirty to me. It makes me wetter than the Niagara Falls.”
Covering my mouth. I blushed. “You’re so bad.”
“We’re colleagues. It’s best we become friends don’t you think? Besides, I have an inkling we’ll be working late nights together.”
She made a good point. I still wanted to hold out hope that we wouldn’t but better to be on friendly terms. “You’re right. So call Declan and find out. I’m curious about Makena too.”
It must have been on her mind as well because he grabbed my hands. “I was thinking the same thing! She’s so serious. And it’s strange. Declan is cool and has a bit of a flirty vibe to him. I bet she tries to take over his position as head assistant.”
“You’re right. But I don’t think she can. Declan has several things that put him above her league. One he was there longer. Two it seems he has some sort of camaraderie with Mr. Beau. And three he seems super efficient. But it begs to wonder why Makena was hired in the first place.”
“All valid and make sense. I wonder too. Maybe she’s to help him instead of Mr. Beau.”
“Oh, like an assistant for the assistant. That would be hard to usurp someone from their position when they’re your boss.”
“I know right?! Well I’ll call him. It be nice to hear his phone voice again.”
Secretly I wanted to hear it too but told her to call him.
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