My Boss's obsession

My personal assistant

Angeline's pov

As soon as I landed at the airport I was eager to see her. I thought I would find her waiting as soon as I checked out but still she was nowhere to be seen. I was so tired so I called her but she didn't pick up my call but instead she showed up panting. She was breathing hard trying to catch her breath and then there she was, standing before me. I stared at her waiting for her to say something but she didn't. She also stayed mute staring at me. I started checking her out as I got carried away by her cuteness. She was wearing a blue geans, paired with a white shirt and a pair of white sneakers. On her head seemed like she didn't have enough time to tie her rocks up in a ponytail since I could see them on the sides of her face since she had a cap on. Her appearance was not that of a girly choices of dressing. No makeups, just her natural beauty and ironically I fell for a tomboy. I decided to act differently from what she might have been told about me. I had seen her photos but I guess the real one is much prettier.

She was acting so scared as if I could swallow her alive. She was so stiff but I was looking for something from her. Her smile. That smile I saw in her photos. That smile that had me fall for her. I liked her before I even saw her but after meeting her I think I've fallen hard for her. If this is what they call love at first sight, then I'm in love.

" Ms. Kenner," that's what she called to wake me up. I don't know where she got that but it sounded good coming from her. It wasn't that of referring to someone as a boss but it was tender, soft and gentle out of respect. I could tell she still found it hard to call me by my name, Angeline. Maybe she felt inappropriate since I was her boss but it's still awkward since I'll be having her tagged with me like always, everytime like a pest. I smiled sheepishly but I made sure she doesn't see it as I stepped out of the car.

" Ms Kenner," there she goes again. " please wait, this is for you," she said handing over the flowers to me.

" Why don't you carry them," I tried acting bossy.

" Hey, I only have two hands and I've to carry your bags, aren't you going to help me." she said walking over to open the car boot.

" But it's your work," I insisted.

" Alright then if you don't want them, I'll just throw them away," she said coldly. Maybe I teased when she was serious.

" What?"

" Yeah, it seems you don't like them or maybe you're mad at me for being late.." I wasn't mad but I wasn't happy either, she kept me waiting to see her beautiful face. "..I already apologized, I don't know what else to do to make up for it," she said with a sad smile.

" You don't have to do anything at all, I understand," I said as I took the flowers from her hands. " Can we go now."

" We would have left if you didn't.." she murmured but I interrupted.

"..if I didn't do what?" I asked.

" Nothing, let's go." My dad told me she's sensitive but I never thought it would this much. She can easily be offended.

My dad was waiting for me at entrance of the house together with other workers who work within the compound. I gave him an embrace with a toothless smile.

" Welcome home sweetie," my dad embraced me back even tightier.

" Dad I missed you so much," I hugged him the same way . I was much happier to be home and with him.

" How is the company doing back there," he asked.

" Dad can we talk about work later, I'm so tired and she kept me waiting for her at the airport," I stressed the last part looking back at her.

" I already apologized, I had to go the office and do the final touch of your office and lost track of time," she tried to explain herself and she seemed so confident talking to dad.

" It's alright Faith, Angeline can be stubborn sometimes don't mind her."

" Dad I'm not stubborn." I tried acting out.

" Thank you Sir," she looked at me with a victorious smile on her face while she left.

" Honey she will show you your room, just follow her and freshen up first, " dad said pointing at her direction.

" Okay," I followed behind her silently watching every step she made dragging my bags along with her. She opened the door and went in while I stood there wondering who allowed her to enter my room without my permission.

" Are you gonna keep standing there all day staring at me? " she asked and I just walked in and stood there in awe. The room was decorated according to my taste. It was so beautiful beyond my expectations.

" Who did all this," I asked.

" I did," she answered.

" But how did you know about my.."

".. about your favorites. It wasn't hard to figure it out after seeing your photo album. "

" My photo album? " I asked.

" Oh no it was Beatrice's but she has your photos and they were pretty.. "

" What does that mean, am I not pretty now? " I feigned hurt. She came closer to me and stood inches away staring at me in the eyes.

" You were most beautiful when you had a smile on your face, that person in there was adorable that I had to steal a photo of her and she's is also much prettier than the one standing before me, " she said sizing me up and down.

" So how do I look in those photos, "

" Can you smile like you did earlier in the car, " she asked me and I smile back at her as she snapped a photo with her phone.

" Hey I didn't give you permission to take photos of me, " I protested.

" Do I need permission Angeline, " she teased looking up from her phone. " Here this is the one I'm talking about, easy to befriend, easy to love, easy to get along with.. " she was talking too much and I can't tell if she was teasing or she was being truthful but to say the truth the photo was so beautiful. My smile could be intoxicating but not as much as hers.

" Ooh but I can't be that, " I said as the weight of her words sinked in.

" But why many are scared of you, they will bow down for you but it might not be out of respect but out of fear, scared to mess around, scared to upset you, scared to make mistakes, it's been seven years since you were here but for those who had met you then, they're still scared of you. "

" I don't know what to do about it. "

" The answers lies deep within yourself, you only need to make a choice and make the right one. " I was lost in thoughts as I stared at her. Some of what she said was true. After my mother died I started to work with dad at the company. I was used to let my anger on the workers. Making them work extra hard for extra hours. The pain was too much to bear and I was losing control and then dad had me go back to London. I had friends there, people who knew me and those who could help me out but I guess I left a mess that I am the only one who can undo it. I felt sad about it. The memories started flooding in my mind. A tear slipped out but it was too late to wipe it off, she already saw it.

"It's okay, I'll be in the next room if you need anything," she said before she left. I nodded in agreement and watched her as she disappeared from my sight. I sat there contemplating on what she said and after a few minutes I decided to take a shower. I will be assuming office on Monday as the new CEO. My dad is so happy about it. Every phone call we made, he made sure he reminded me of it. He even sent me files of the company to go through it and now I already know every name of every worker in every department, the only thing remaining is to meet them personally. I can remember some of them who are now promoted to different positions from where I had left them.

The only thing disturbing my mind right now is who Faith really is. My dad seems to like her so much to the point of saying she is the perfect partner for me. Even though I clearly don't understand what he meant by that, I acknowledge that he went too far to hire someone to help me out. Most people her communicate in Swahili and I might not understand what people say out of office and I'm glad I got her, she'll be interpreting everything for me. Sometimes I feel pity for her since she will be stuck with me for as long as she works with me. And thinking of it I feel somehow lonely now since she has already left my room. After I saw her, I thought I could make sure she will be sharing a room with me but it's not going to be easy. She's principled than I thought but so handsome to keep looking at.