Vampire Prince's Hybrid Princess

Arrogant boss

It’s not right… Veronica shouldn’t feel so safe around a stranger, but her heart is too stubborn to agree with her brain. She didn’t even know his name yet, she had already started to miss him.

She entered her apartment with a feeling of hesitation. Her apartment was pitch-black, and she turned on the lights. She found a paper lying on the floor. The paper wasn’t there when she went out. Did someone come inside? She looked around suspiciously and grabbed a frying pan from a nearby table just in case the intruder was still inside her apartment. She had to be prepared. She picked up the paper. Holding the paper in one hand and the frying pan in the other, she checked every corner of her apartment to see if anyone was hiding or not. The trespasser will be a slice of dead meat if she finds him or her. After making sure there was no one, Veronica sat on a chair and started reading the letter.

‘Leave this place immediately if you want to survive. Let the past be the past. There’s no need to find out what happened ages ago. It will be better for you. Leave. Don’t endanger your life. You will be better off without knowing the truth.’ –Your well-wisher

‘Well-wisher! Well-wisher my foot!’ Veronica snickered.

With a heavy sigh, she opened the freezer, took out a water bottle, and gulped down the entire contents in one go. She was so tired; so many things happened in one day. Her life is becoming more and more interesting day by day. Suddenly, something clicked in her head. She went to her room and ran through her stuff. She took out the note that her foster parents found when they found her.

Veronica set both papers side by side and skimmed through them. A smirk crept into her face as she found what she was looking for. Bingo! Handwriting. It’s the same person who left her outside her foster parent’s doorstep.

Whoever wrote this doesn’t want her to find out about her parents or her past. ‘Seems like my past is mysterious. It will be fun to explore! Whoever you are, just wait till I find you,’ she is thrilled about the adventure. Speaking of adventure, she has a job to attend tomorrow morning! s**t! She needs her beauty sleep.

Without wasting time, she jumped into bed. As soon as she closed her eyes, his blue eyes flashed on her mind, and the desire of running her fingers through his soft chocolate brown hair filled in her mind. His sharp eyebrows, high cheekbones, long jawline, strong muscles, the way he carried me, the way he was smiling, his alluring lips… “Bloody hell! What the f**k am I thinking?” she cursed, sitting up abruptly.

‘Are you missing me, little fairy?’ a voice rang in her head.

‘Why the f**k would I think about you, bloody creepy bastard!’ she yelled in annoyance.

‘Wait… can you hear me?’ he asked in surprise.

‘Of course, I can hear you. Wait for a second…How can I hear you?’ she sat there startled before checking around her room. ‘Where are you?’ she thought he was hiding inside her apartment.

‘How much you missed me, little fairy, that you are looking for me. Sorry to disappoint you, little one. I am in my bedroom. I can come over if you want,’ she heard him flirting, amusement was dancing in his voice.

‘Don’t you dare! But how can I hear him?’ she thought, lying down. ‘Am I hallucinating again?’

‘No, little fairy, you aren’t. We can hear each other even at such long distances because we are connected through our souls,’ he answered her.

‘Damn! He can even hear my thoughts! This is a dream. This must be a dream,’ she mused. She can’t believe what is happening around her, most specifically with her is surreal.

‘Yes, little fairy, I can. And it’s not a dream.’

‘Stop spouting nonsense and get the hell out of my head!’ she screamed in frustration. She heard him chuckle. She is so annoying with the overall situation. Yet talking with him is kind of relaxing, she must admit. She actually feels safe and protected.

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Birring…birring…birring…

‘Go away. Why are you disturbing me even in my sleep? I have a job in the morning. Let me sleep,’ she mumbled in her sleep, tossing and turning.

‘Really! You dreamt about me?’ again that handsome creepy creature, exclaimed in joy.

‘Go away!’ she hissed.

Birring…birring…birring…

Her sleep was disturbed by the sound. She grabbed that clock and was about to throw it away when its eyes caught her eyes. She blinked a few times before jumping out of bed. Damn! She is screwed. It's her first day at the job and she is late.

After transferring her closet to her bed, she finally managed to find a flared-shaped white blouse, black flare trousers and bell-bottomed pants. She applied a little makeup, took her bag, and left for Santa Fe where the VCM’s head office is situated. VCM is the largest shopping complex in Mexico City. It has branches all across the world.

When she reached the company she huffed in relief. Thank goodness she wasn’t too late. She headed in the direction where two men were pacing anxiously.

“She hasn’t come yet?” the black-haired, middle-aged man asked.

“No, sir. I am afraid to think about what Mr. Roberts will do when she arrives,” the other man replied, who was less young than the first one.

“Excuse me,” Veronica said, gaining their attention. “Do you know where the CEO’s office is?”

“Veronica Smith?” the elder man asked.

“Yes.”

“Thank God, you have finally come. Mr. Robert is waiting for you. I am going to inform him,” saying that the black-haired man went to call someone.

“Hi, I am Jason Ward. Department head of finance,” the other guy, who was blue-haired and dark-eyed, extended his hand toward Veronica.

“Veronica Smith. You can call me Vicky,” she shook his hand with a smile and he mirrored her expression. He’s a kind guy in his mid-20s. “It’s nice to meet you, Sir.”

“Oh come on, don’t call me Sir. I’m too young for that. Just call me Jason,” he said. He is kind and handsome. Well...not as handsome as the guy she met last night.

“Ms. Smith, our CEO, Mr. Roberts wants you in his office within 5 minutes,” the elder man informed her as he returned.

“Wasn’t he about to return after two days?” she asked curiously.

“He has a habit of surprise visits. You shouldn’t waste your time here. His office is on the 10th floor, right to the lift, then go straight,” he gave her the directions.

Veronica waved at Jason as he wished her good luck. Then she went straight to her boss’s office. She heard a faint come in as she knocked at the door.

“Ms. Smith, you are exactly 17 minutes 52 seconds late on your first day” a deep bossy voice echoed as she went inside. She stood stunned at seeing the president. “It’s a working place, not a playground where you can come and go as you wish. I hate those people who aren’t punctual,” ouch! That hurts. “Let me get this straight, one more fault and you will be fired, understand?” he shouted. She blinked the tears away. She had heard the worst but it never hurt that much.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. Now go to the HR department, report there, and come back to my office. You have only ten minutes to do that,” he ordered in an authoritative voice. She just wondered if he was the same guy she met last night. “I haven’t the habit of repeating the same word twice. Your count down started 10 seconds ago,” Edwin William Roberts, her boss, yelled again as she didn’t budge. She ran out of the office as his words sinked in.

“Where is the HR department?” she asked the receptionist she found on her way.

“20th floor,” the receptionist answered awkwardly, as she didn't see anyone running out of the CEO’s office before. Well. There’s always a first time for everything. And Veronica always has a thing for doing stuff in her own way. She rushed to the elevator to finish the work she was assigned to.

By the time she finished all the procedures in HR, she had only two minutes left. As she waited for the elevator, she noticed that by the time the lift would arrive it would be too late. So, having no other way, she had to use the stairs. She swung open the door and ran inside the office.

“Sir, all done,” she breathed out. Edwin glared at her with an unreadable expression.

“Don’t you know any manners?” he asked incredulously.

“Huh?”

“One has to knock on the door before entering their superior’s office,” Edwin hissed. Veronica looked back and forth between the door and Edwin, then said, “Ooh…I was running out of time.” Edwin stared at her for some time before cursing under his breath. He pushed some files toward Veronica.

“These are the reports of selling throughout the years. Read these, write a summary and make a report on profit and loss and submit it to me. I want the report on my desk by 4pm,” he instructed, working on his laptop. “Do you have my schedule?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Any schedule at night?”

“No, sir. You only have a meeting at 5 with the board of directors,” Veronica informed him.

“Okay. You can leave. Your desk is outside my office. I want you inside my office within 10 sec after I call you. Don’t forget to knock on the door. Now leave,” Edwin ordered without glancing at her.

Veronica came out of his office and sat at her desk. She can see her broody, hot-headed sexy boss from her desk through the glass window. She glanced at the files. It was the selling reports in the past 30 years. How is she going to do it in this short period? Is he picking on her intentionally for what she said last night? It doesn’t make any sense that he heard everything she thought in her mind! Should she ask him? What should she ask?

‘Hey boss, remember we met last night? We also talked through telepathy!’ she sighed. ‘LAME! Better not ask anything. Forget it. Work on these reports first,’ she mumbled, and started working on those papers.

Veronica finished all these reports and checked the time. The clock was ticking around 3.30pm. She still has 30 minutes to slack off. Right on the clue, her stomach grumbled. She realized that she had missed her lunch to finish those reports. She went to the canteen to grab something to eat. She was about to dig in when her phone rang.

“Where the hell are you?” her moody boss’s voice boomed through the other side of the phone as she received it.

“In the canteen to grab lunch.” the answer sounded more like a question to her. She didn’t know if it was a mistake or not but may hear Edwin sigh in relief. ‘Must be my mistake, else why this arrogant cares anyway,’ she convinced herself.

“Are those reports complete?” he asked in his usual harsh voice.

“Yes, sir. Should I bring those right now?” she asked.

“Finish your lunch and submit it before the deadline,” before Veronica could answer, the line went dead. ‘Weird! He just called me to ask if the reports are ready or not? He even let me finish my lunch!’ she pondered.

After returning to her desk, she took the reports to submit and went toward Edwin’s office.

“Sir, the reports…” her words were cut off in the middle by Edwin.

“Get out!”