Wish
2048 Words
“If there ever is a next life and you are to be reincarnated back…” Princess Catra began.
Her pale face shone with the light of the moon and her jewelries jingle due to the wind passing by her.
“What would you want to be Clark?” she completed
“Anything different from the life I’m living right now” Clark answered in a heartbeat standing a few steps behind her, oblivious to the sad smile on her face.
“I too would love to come back in an opposite predicament than what I find myself in right now” she whispered softly, eyes not once living the moon “I want to be free without the responsibilities that comes with a crown or as you all call it…” she turned to face the man behind her “a golden spoon”
She walked past him, laughing softly as she adds
“Though I wouldn’t want to be bossed around by someone either”
Clark stayed put as he watched her walk into the artificial brightness of the castle, mesmerized by the sound of her laughter which she so rarely graces upon them.
The light continues to engulf her as the sound of her laughter became ever so fade and he stood there watching until there was nothing but a blinding light left in her wake.
Clark opened his eyes to the bright artificial light hanging on the ceiling of his bedroom as he lay on his king-sized bed.
‘She did wish it’ he thought as he got up to prepare for the day.
He would be meeting her soon enough to find out how her wish was coming along for her anyway.
“It says here that you attended the state’s university since 2017”
“Yes Mr. Anderson” Catra smiled, she sat in her neatly pressed sky blue button up shirt and a short black skirt that sat just above her knees.
Her black hair was tied in a pony tail that draped down her right shoulder and scanty bangs that covered a bit of her forehead and complemented her pale skin, small face, round brown eyes, small pointed nose and her light pink painted thin lips.
She definitely looked a hundred times better than she did the previous day; Clark noticed.
“And you graduated in 2022?”
She nodded in affirmation
“Isn’t the course one of four years, how come you…?”
“Actually…” she cuts him off with a sheepish look “I spilled a year because some professor didn’t like the way I talked to them and so they failed me on purpose so I can repeat a year”
“Hmm” Clark sweat dropped, he wasn’t sure if he should believe her because although Princess Catra was brilliant and smart, there’s no telling if she was reincarnated with both qualities.
“You’ve worked six jobs since then?”
“Adding the one I quit two months ago, that would be seven” she answered while staring at the ceiling in thought “I’ve not been able to update my criteria since then” she smiled.
“So what made you quit the others?”
“Well for starters my first job was crappy with low pay so I quit when I got the second one” she narrated and Clark nodded attentively
“The second one was also crappy and so was the third” Catra recounted, her left pointer finger on her jaw with her eyes to the ceiling, threatening a smile to break out of the man’s face opposite her.
The pose had always been associated with her even in her past life; it was euphoric to see it again after so long.
Whenever she had that look on her face she always looked a tad less majestic and a bit more maiden like earning the hearts of any who was privileged to see it.
“…because he spanked my ass”
Clark spluttered at the sentence that suddenly caught his attention, he must have missed a huge chunk of the story while he was deep in thought.
“What?”
“Huh?” Catra asked back, pausing in the hands throwing gesture she had previously been making.
“I didn’t quite catch that from the beginning” he cleared his throat.
“Oh I was just telling you how I almost went to jail for apparently sending my fourth boss to the hospital with a broken leg, two fractured ribs, a cracked jaw and one swollen eyes one night when he spanked my ass” she smiled
Clark swallowed, sitting upright as he loosened his maroon colored checkered tie.
“He always, always used to sexually harass me with words such as ‘your back side looks like two planets, you’re not from this same world’ or ‘those peaches in front of you looks like they would feel firm and succulent”
‘THE HELL’ Clark thought with his eyebrows raised
“Those I could take as they could even be mistaken for words of endearment, I mean I know my body is drop-dead gorgeous” Catra bragged as she flipped her hair and Clark had to resist the strong temptation to check her out and confirm her statement.
“And then he touched my hair…” she suddenly flared up, her aura becoming dark “something I couldn’t tolerate”
Clark felt something rip out of his heart
‘He touched her hair?’ he thought, anger bubbling ‘A bastard dare touch Princess Catra?’
“That I endured because I needed the money but when he spanked my ass…”
“Sending him to the hospital is not enough my lady, he has to have his hands cut to teach him a lesson!” Clark suddenly burst out, standing up from his chair as anger flowed through his veins
Catra’s eyes widened in surprise as she watched her boss become worked up.
The mere thought of envisioning his princess at the mercy of some pervert made him want to put a stop to someone’s life.
His eyes widen when he heard a soft giggle from the girl sitting in front of him.
“Of course, of course he deserved that much” Catra giggled again as Clark sat down, a shameful smile on his face which he masked by clearing his throat.
“You are so understanding Mr. Anderson, I’m sure we’ll make such a beautiful boss and employee pair” she smiled
One that made her eyes form crescent and Clark felt his heartbeat.
“I’m sure we will” he managed a smile back before reaching for his phone.
“Come on in Mr. Lucas” he said into the device and in no time the middle-aged man came in his usual attire of a black suit and clean glasses.
“Sir” he simply said as he stood close to his boss’s side awaiting instruction
“Mr. Lucas here will show you around the company and put you through on things you are to be doing from now on”
Catra gasped, a sound so happy
“Oh my God, really, you mean I can start working here now?”
She placed her right palm on her lips in excitement.
“Of course” Clark smiled back “he’ll also fill you in on other documents and salary payment methods”
“Oh thank you, you won’t regret hiring me” she added as she stood up to walk after Lucas who was already heading for the door.
It was not until the door snapped close that a sweat rolled down Clark’s face and he screamed into his hands.
“Why the f**k did I do that?” he gritted out referring to his earlier outburst
“I’m supposed to be making her miserable not take her side, I should have said something meaner to ruin her mood” he sighed as he leaned back on his chair.
“I’ve got to stop feeling emotions from my past life, it’s meddling and annoying” he thought out loud as he got up from his seat and walked towards the glass wall that over saw the outside view of the big city.
“She’ll pay for what she did to me that’s for sure but only until I’m able to control these feelings of insubordination that I feel towards her” he shoved his hands into his suit trouser pockets
“Then and only then can my carefully laid out plan be put to action”
He smirked at the thought before moving to get back to work; after all he had so much to do. Revenge being just one out of a million
*
Catra was shown around the company and introduced to each department as the new addition to the company and also the secretary to the CEO himself.
She was welcomed and most people couldn’t help but aww at her beauty in front of her, she got looks of adoration mostly from the guys and of course that of jealousy from the ladies but she didn’t mind since she was used to it.
And of course she didn’t forget to flip her pony hair at the guard close to the elevator who had thrown her out the previous day.
Minutes later they were back to where she would be stationed, her desk standing right in front of Clark’s office
“I take it you know your functions as a secretary?” Lucas asked fixing his glasses
“Of course I do” Catra smiled before clearing her throat
“I write and transcribe my boss’s words during meetings, I type, read, arrange and deliver documents and messages on order and I also schedule his meetings and act as a reminder for him” she recited proud
“That’s okay but sometimes there is more to it” lucas started “you have to make sure he has his breakfast, lunch and sometimes dinner, his outfit must be perfect for each and every occasion he is going to and…”
“Hold on!” Catra raised her slender finger to the man’s face “Aren’t those part of your duty as his PA?”
“Miss Catra I…”
“You know this was what made me quit my fifth job” she pouted “others trying to force their workload on me and exhausting me without adding a cent to my pay.”
“Catra I’m…”
“But I can do the extra work if you pay me for it and…”
Lucas gritted his teeth as he grabbed her small shoulders to stop her from talking any further effectively cutting her off.
“Listen here lady” Lucas said annoyed as he looked down at her beautiful but stubborn caramel coloured eyes, he was just about to utter his next words when…
“What’s going on here?”
They both turn to see Clark glaring towards their direction, his eyes zeroing on Lucas’s hands on Catra and his glare intensified causing the middle aged man to gulp as he pulled his hands away.
*
(Somewhere in the same city)
“Here’s what you asked for sir” an unknown man swiveled in his chair to face the one who just spoke, took out the cigar that was in his mouth to receive the folder.
He removes the contents of it; pictures of Catra and Clark at the garage the previous day, some of her going into the company earlier that day, others of her greeting other employees along with Lucas and the rest of her and Clark along with Lucas coming out of the company and getting into the car as if going somewhere.
“Hmm” he blew out a thick cloud of smoke satisfied “Looks like fate has finally began to play by my rules seeing as they’ve been brought together again after such a long wait” he scrubs the cigar edge on the plate
“Now that the pieces are all on the chessboard it’s time for the games to begin” he smirked as he looked up at man “send them the invitation”
- Writer
