God Forgive Me, But She's Mine

Chapter 2

Ayla:

I wake up very early as always, I like to have my morning coffee with my mother and do things calmly.

As soon as I finish I go to the bus stop, which arrives after about ten minutes and soon I get on that crowded bus, after about fifteen minutes I get off near the subway and soon I get on, and luckily for me this train is less crowded than the bus I was on, and I even see a place for me to sit.

And after about twenty minutes I get off and walk to the company I work for.

Today is another ordinary day, as always I go all my way praying my rosary and asking that my day be blessed, because I'm going to be

very sincere to put up with those women who

are not satisfied with anything, they just complain, one who is fat, another who is ugly, look, it's just God and my little virgin to handle this.

They can't see the good side of things, just waking up healthy and being able to breathe is already more than enough to be thankful for, that's why whenever I come back, I pray a rosary for them, because only God's mercy saw it.

So I arrive at the accounting room and I already start my work, I go working and praying mentally.

It doesn't take long and I see Mrs. Debora, she's a nice woman, except when the boss calls her, this woman gets a terrible energy, mercy.

Soon she approaches me and calls me to talk in her office.

I immediately think, oh my little saint, what did I do wrong for this woman to want to talk to me, even more so in particular, well, even though I'm scared, I'll go after her;

Ayla: Hi Mrs. Debora, what did I do?

Debora: You didn't do anything, well, I don't think you did anything to put up with that grumpy man!

Ayla: What are you talking about, Mrs. Debora?

Debora: It was nothing, I just thought out loud, well from now on you will no longer work here in accounting, your new position will be as secretary to Mr. El Cortez!

Ayla: My God, what grave sin have I committed that I don't know about?

Tell me that I'm praying three rosaries kneeling on corn, oh my little saint, why did you abandon me like this?

Dona Debora smiles at my despair and says.

Debora: I need someone who won't hit on our boss and you are perfect for that, I am absolutely sure that I will have no problems with that.

Ayla: If that's the problem, teach me how to hit on him, then he won't want me there anymore!

Debora: No way, you are perfect for this and besides, if you hit on him you will go to hell!

Ayla: Mercy ma'am, knock on wood three times, well if there's no remedy for this, all that's left for me is to go!

Debora: Yes, and if you survive this, you've already got your ticket to heaven.

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After the devastating news of having to work with the evil boss, and according to the gossipers, they say he must be the devil's advocate, may my little saint save my soul because it seems my goose is cooked.

Well, since I have nowhere to run, I grab my things and take the elevator up to the tenth floor, but don't think I went unprepared. I had at least three rosaries with me to ensure my protection, just in case the enemy decides to show up, I'll hit him with a rosary and that's it.

I shake off those thoughts and arrive at a penthouse I've never seen in my life, seriously, the place is surreal.

I stand there like a deer in headlights, not knowing where to go since, strangely, the floor was empty. The walls of the place were in various shades of gray with some marble details, oh my God, what a strange place!

Soon, I knock on a very large solid wood door, putting my ear to it, but I hear nothing.

With my rosary in hand, I hold it firmly and slowly open the door, and to my relief, well, maybe not, I'm alone!

Ugh, I have to stop talking to myself in my thoughts.

I breathe a sigh of relief and quickly close the door, just in case the devil's advocate arrives, he won't like to see me invading his office.

I think I would need to call all the saints I know to defend me.

I put my things on a reception desk there, well, it seems like the least obscure place there, and so I spend the rest of the morning there, thanking God for the arrival of lunchtime.

But when I think that there would be people for me to talk to, I'm mistaken, because the girls are all giving me the side-eye, and between whispers, I hear them saying, "why did they choose this silly girl to be the secretary of that hottie", then another comment, "this nun must be on fire under those horrible clothes she wears" and so on with several other malicious comments.

So, I decide to sit alone, better alone than in bad company, if these sinful hussies want, they can switch places with me because I have no interest in staying with that crazy guy.

I finish my lunch and go back to the dragon's lair, and so I spend the whole day in that macabre place, well, I think I prayed about a hundred rosaries because just one wouldn't be enough for that dark place.

Well, sometimes it's just gossip talking bad about the man and I'm painting him as something bad, oh my little saint, forgive me, I'm bearing false witness against the man, and he's nothing like they say.

And by the grace of God, the day ends, and I pray even more that this was just a nightmare.