Olivia Bennet:-
"Here are the reports for the recent projects you were asking for, Mr. Sinclair." I prepared the reports and enacted them through the accounting department. You can look at them and then sign them since they need your authorization." I notified Joel after placing the files on his desk in front of him, who was busy responding to emails that required his attention. He grimaced at me from head to toe as he peered across at me.
"What on earth are you doing over here? Didn't I give you a few weeks off to recover?" He asked sternly, which made me mentally roll my eyes. He is unconcerned if I live or die. He's only sorry that one of his booty calls struck me because of him.
"Oh, Mr. Sinclair, please. Act as though you don't care about me. You just feel awful because one of your booty calls struck me
because of you." For the first time, I ventured to say back to him,"I'm fine. I can take care of myself, so don't worry about me for the time being, since you and I both know that after the time has passed, you will not miss an occasion to insult me."
"How dare you speak back to me? You know I can fire you right away, right?" He asked in a furious tone because it hurt his big ego. I stood silently with a masked expression "If you are forgetting then let me remind you again that it was me who took you to the hospital and paid for your bills."
"Which happened because of you, and speaking of bills, I need to pay them back to you because I won't take a single penny more than my pay check from you." Speaking of paychecks, I just got one today, which is why I'd like to reimburse you for the money you spent on my hospital bill." I said this as I handed him the check for the amount he spent on my medical costs.
"Did I request it? And, besides, this amount is nothing but pocket change in my eyes that I spent on you." While staring at the financial records in front of him, he snapped. "You clearly cannot produce this flawless report on your own, so tell me who assisted
you by pitying you." With a raised brow and a chilly demeanor, he questioned, "Thomas?"
"I'm not going to waste my time over here proving that I made it myself or not, so you can believe whatever you want," I answered as softly as I could without looking him in the eyes because I was not sure why, but I sense some kind of emotion in them.
Not because I despise him, but because I have an affection for him. Even if I attempt to convince my heart that he is not good for us, my heart still craves him and only him. Even after accepting his inappropriate behavior and insults, I still desire him. I had an unmistakable connection to him, but after watching what occurred to me a few days ago as a result of him, I realized that I needed to establish my values and stand up for myself.
He may be wealthy, but he has no right to disrespect me again. Yes, he still intimidates me, but I refuse to let him. When he rose on
his feet and towered above me, he looked across at me with a puzzled face, as if he was trying to figure out or comprehend what I was saying. I refused when he raised my chin with his index finger and forced me to look into his eyes.
"Now, where did this wild kitten appear?" He asked, lowering himself so that his lips were only inches away from mine. "Is
this anger or jealousy that I'm feeling over here, Liv?"
"Je...Jealous, why would I be jealous?" With this close contact, I could nearly feel his body heat against mine as I breathed
deeply and stuttered.
"Jealous because it wasn't you who I was f*****g, but her?" He inquired, his fingers moving slowly and seductively down my arm
to my wrist. "It can't be anger because if it wanted to come out, it would have come out a long time ago since you've been working for me as an assistant for the last four years."
"What? Why the f**k would I be jealous of you? Why should I care who you f**k or not, and if you forget, it is me who arranges
your encounters with them on your behalf?" I snapped while taking a step back because this man was exploding so many feelings within me that I had been holding concealed.
"That is exactly the point. You are the one who is organizing them for me, but you are unable to organize yourself into them since you do not fit my criteria." He responded by moving towards me, while I moved backward until my back hit against the glass wall behind his desk, leaving me with nowhere to go. He took advantage of the situation by leaning his body against mine and burying his head in the crook of my neck. He breathed in my smell and growled. "Are you wet?"
"What?!" His abrupt query had me flushing deep red and stunned at the same time, owing to his audacity. I won't lie and say I
wasn't turned on since my panties were soaking wet for him, but I am not going to tell him that. He doesn't deserve me until he learns to appreciate me.
"Please respond to my question, Olivia. Are you wet for me?" he inquires.
"No! Why would I be, and why are you asking such a ridiculous question from me?" I said, wide-eyed, "Please, step back."
"Because I want to know if you were wet for Thomas when you f****d him to make this report for you?" He yells in my face. I'm not sure what happened next because the next thing I knew, I was slapping my boss on the face.
"How could you?! How could you disrespect me in such a way? I can handle almost anything, but not this. I will not allow you to accuse my character. Is it so difficult for you to accept that I wrote the report entirely on my own? You would have understood my worth if you had put your arrogance and ego down your ass once." I yelled angrily after pushing him off me with all my might.
"You b***h! "Do you know what you just did?" Joel's irate voice shouted through the office, causing Thomas to rush in because his office was just next to Joel's.
"What the f**k happened over here?" Looking at me and Joel, Thomas inquired.
"You've been fired!" "Leave right now." Joel gave me a death stare as he said.
"Ha! You're a jerk. You can't fire me because I quit, and you're lucky that I'm not going to file any s****l harassment charges against you because what you were ready to do to me was very unethical. For the first time, I yelled back at him. I marched over to my desk, grabbed the project file for the company's most recent and largest project, and shoved it in Joel's face. "Here is the report for the Paradise Project, which shows the project's pros and cons and demonstrates why a hospital should be built in the community. You may ask Thomas if I f****d him for this report as well, as he is standing over here now."
"What?" This time, it was Thomas who screamed in surprise. I ignored him and returned Joel's scowl as I picked up my bag and
other belongings from the desk.
"Goodbye and f**k you, Joel, because I quit." I snapped and stormed out of his office, tears in my eyes. I can't believe he's
descended to this level. Instead of complimenting me on my efforts, he accuses me of sleeping with his closest buddy. I left the workplace, took a cab home, and busted out weeping in the arms of a man who is my entire existence, my motivation, and my strength.
"What did he do this time? I am going to kill him." my protector growled out in anger " He shouldn't have brought tears into
my Angel's eyes. He is going to pay for this. I won't let him live to see another day of his f*****g life."