His obsession

Chapter three

I crashed into someone's chest and stumbled backwards, gripping the folders I'm holding, falling down was much easier than being yelled at for loosing these papers I'm holding.

But suddenly, two strong hands gripped my arms, stopping me from the painful fall I was about to experience.

I looked up, seeing my boss' dark eyes looking down on me in slight disappointment.

He spoke, his voice cold as ice and his face stoic. "Took you long enough"

I spoke, my voice shaking in fear again. "I got help from a friend"

I knew that I was imagining, but I felt him tense up at that moment.

He took the folders from me, snatching it from my hands. "Let's go"

I quietly followed him from behind, keeping my distance at a right pace.

A black limo waited in front of the lobby and the driver greeted him.

He stepped inside, with me following behind him.

The ride was silent, no one bothered to speak nor make eye contact.

It was terribly awkward. After several minutes later, we came upon a restaurant.

We stepped out of the car and I followed him inside the grand restaurant.

A waitress waited at the front. "Welcome to Dream Petite " She smiled at us, mostly her attention was to my boss, but he was so busy looking at his phone he didn't see that she was flirting with him.

"For two"

"VIP?"

"Henry Sanchez"

"Right this way" She ushered us to a booth next to a scenic window. We sat down opposite each other, I knew that the food here was expensive, the seats also felt luxurious and I was afraid I might ruin it.

She took off for a moment, returning with two booklets of the menu for us.

My brows furrowed in confusion, the menu was words I couldn't even speak in my thoughts, they were hard to pronounce so I just pointed my order to the waitress.

I ordered the Poulet à la Provençale, because I love chicken. And I also ordered a Soupe à l'Oignon, and a Crevettes Sauce Boursin,

Nicky ordered a Magret de Canard Sauce Cerise, Champignon Portabella aux Quatre Fromages, Carre d'Agneau and he ordered a bottle of swiss white wine for us,

The lady took our orders and walked away.

I sat there, avoiding the gaze of my boss, his stare was uncomfortable. Was there something wrong with my face?

My thoughts drowned me in questions, unconsciously meeting his gaze to me.

The waiter came by, handing our appetizers. I was so glad that he came that I promised myself to give him a tip later.

While serving our appetizers, the waiter winked at me, a flirty smile showed on his face. I glanced at my boss, seeing him eyeing the waiter,

who was busy checking me out.

My boss, who was currently glaring at the man, cleared his throat harshly that I thought for a second he was sick.

As soon as the waiter left, I poked on my food and ate a small amount from it. The shrimp was skinless, the flavors packed inside it, and taking a bite was like the flavors melting inside your mouth.

I turned to my boss, eating his food slowly as he watched me eat mine. I didn't mind him and continued eating, slowly my manners were fading away because I was hungry, but it was still there, my table manners were always a part of my eating habits.

With a sip of the wine, I took note of the translucent liquid inside the cup, it was fizzing and citric fruits were left on my mouth after that sip. I finished my food, placing down the fork on the table.

The main course came, my food's aroma wafted at our table and my hunger doesn't seem to be satisfied from the food earlier.

He spoke so suddenly, the sentence almost made me choke. "How's your parents?"

"They weren't really my parents, but they died when I was sixteen" My stomach churned, the food suddenly doesn't look appetizing anymore.

You see it's hard to survive on your own for nine years, I worked at a mini store before this job, college was miserable for me, being bullied for being adopted, bruises from high school life, and the tragic death of my parents that left me broken.

I blinked back tears, remembering the day clearly when my mother told me she was sick, and then a few months she passed away, and my father soon followed after a year. I was left alone, with the money that they inherited to me that was worthless without them.

He spoke, the smallest hint of pity in his voice. "I see, I'm sorry for your loss" I remained silent.

After finishing the main dish, I handed him fifty dollars, not wanting to have a debt from him. He stares at the bill on the table, his eyes darting to me in confusion.

He handed me back the bill, clearly not interested in it. "I'm going to pay" I kept the money inside my purse,

I kept the money inside my purse, glancing at my boss taking out two hundred dollars from his pocket.

He called the waiter and gave his payment for our food.

"Keep the change, but don't give it to that waiter who served our appetizer"

"Granted, thank you for dining here today"

We walked out of the restaurant, my stomach full from expensive food.

I turned to my boss with a sincere smile on my face, a sign of gratitude for the food.

He nodded in response, stepping inside the car as I followed him from behind.

As soon as we were inside his office, he dismissed me from work and told me to get some rest for tomorrow.

And as I exited, I heard him call my name and I stopped in my tracks.

"Tomorrow is you're first day as my official secretary, be early and ready as I am expecting you to be"

He nodded in response, stepping inside the car as I followed him from behind.

As soon as we were inside his office. he dismissed me from work and told me to get some rest for tomorrow.

And as I exited, I heard him call my name and I stopped in my tracks.

"Tomorrow is you're first day as my official secretary, be early and ready as I am expecting you to be"

I gave him a curt nod, a smile on my face as I walked out and strolled back to my home.

Jewel's POV***

I woke up and as the usual, I did my morning rituals.

This time I chose a simple outfit, a white sleeveless top and a floral skirt that goes before my knees, and simple white sandals.

I did my makeup and ate some crackers and went out to go to the bus.

But I didn't see the bus, instead I found a black limo in front of my house and a guy with black shades.

The guy approached me and I backed up a bit

"Please! don't kidnap me! I have no money! I'm bro-"

"Nicky said I should pick you up "the guy said and removed his shades, revealing bright emerald eyes.

"Im your driver, Derek "he said and smiled at me, showing his dimples.

"Jewel" I said and smiled back at him. "Shall we go?" he asked and bowed down like I'm some princess.

"We shall" I said and we both laughedband got in the car. We started to drive off from my house and I checked my phone on what time

it is.

****6:00 am

I returned my phone on my handbag and roamed my eyes on the houses and cars passing by.

Derek and I arrived at exactly seven at Sanchez Corp.

Derek escorted me to get out from the car andI thanked him for the drive.

I went inside and greeted Sarah and she greeted me as well.

I quickly walked to the elevator and closed it, pressed the highest floor and waited.

The elevator door opened and I quickly walked to Nicky 's office.

I laid my bag on the couch and got his coffee, laid it in his desk and waited for him.

I looked at my phone and it was already 7:30 am, but Nicky wasn't still here.

I waited and waited and waited, after waiting for 3 hours straight when suddenly the doors opened, revealing my boss with a girl clung to his right arm.

The girl happens to be Hannah Zegan, the top model actress, with emerald eyes that match her silky wavy dark brown hair, and her gorgeous slim body and fair skin, and her smooth skin.

This girl would make any man's hormones go wild.

They are the perfect match for each other, both rich, famous, and good looking.

I don't know why my heart twitched a bit by seeing them together.

"Good morning Sir" I said and stood up, getting ready for any orders from him.

He just nodded at me and went to his desk, holding the hand of Hannah.

While I just have blue eyes and light brown straight hair, and a curvy shape, yes. A curvy shape, and the fact that I have a perfect defined butt and large boobs.

It's nothing compared to Hannah here.

Speaking of Hannah, she looked at me and smiled.

She walked towards at me, her black high heeled stilettos clinking to the floor with every step she takes.

Her off shoulder white dress, showing her smooth shoulders.

"Hi, I'm Hannah, Henry 's girlfriend" she said and brought out her hand. Of course, to be polite, I grabbed her hand and twisted it untilit breaks and she would scream in pain.

Now. wouldn't do that, or else Nicky would fire me and kill me.

I took her hand and shookit gently. "Jewel, P.A of Nicky " I said and smiled.

She also smiled back, showing her even pearly white teeth.

"Nice to meet you"

"Same as well" I said and I released my hand from hers, and she walked back to Nicky , clinging again at his arms.

And I was about to turn around to give them some privacy, but I stiffened in my place in what happened next.

Hannah kissed Nicky in the lips, Nicky didn't respond at first, then he looked back at me and he responded to Hannah's kiss.

Wow. I mean- can't they like do that without someone seeing them, do it?

And in that instant moment, my chest gave me this painful feeling. I don't know why I had this feeling, but I didn't mind it. Instead I muttered 'exCuse me' to them and left his office, feeling his stare behind my back.

This time I was careful in walking, I mean, this isn't the perfect time to trip and fall to the ground.

I succeeded and went out of his office. Heading straight to the restroom, to freshen up a bit.

I went inside the girl's restroom, it is a one-person restroom.

I faced the mirror and I was surprised to see a tear escape my left eye.

Why am I crying?

Are you jealous?

I can't be, I barely know him. Get together Jewel.. You can't be jealous.

You can't possibly like him.

He's the cruelest person in the world! I gripped my hair, feeling the tears wishing to fall, me keeping them in me.

"s**t!" I yelled in frustration to myself, making me look and sound crazy, screaming and gripping my hair at the same time.

I was about to scream again when Someone spoke from the door. "Jewel? are you alright in there?"

I stopped screaming and released myself from gripping my hair. I inhaled and exhaled for a minute and fixed my hair a bit before opening the door.

I see Parker standing there, with eyes flled with worry.