It's been twenty minutes by the clock, and Bru still isn't back. It's making me wonder if all's well with her and Keith; he's a tough nut, I know that best.
Sighing, I decide to make my way to the kitchen.
If what I'm guessing is right, and they both are having an argument or something, then she's really going to need the coffee I'm going to brew just now. I make my way out of my conference room and to the kitchen, but I see something in one of the rooms down the corridor which makes me stop dead in my tracks.
That rascal.
Ruben's just entered one of my offices, and guess who he's brought in tow with him?
The novice.
My jaw ticks.
As I watch them without their knowledge, I see Ruben's lips moving. My eyes shift to Gard, and I notice she looks uncomfortable. Ruben laughs suddenly, and I wonder what it was that he laughed at, because the next thing I know is that Gard takes a step back. I wish I could see her face and not her back, because something about her stance tells me she isn't very happy to be here.
When Ruben opens and rummages through one of my drawers, I feel a snarl adorn my face.
The fucker's dead.
I'm almost about to stampede my way to that room when I see Bru coming down the corridor from the corner of my eye. I pause where I am when I see her confused gaze rake over my face before understanding dawns on it, and she looks where I was heading before she came.
When she sees what I see, she purses her lips tightly.
But right then, out of the corner of my eye, I watch Gard walking towards the cabinets, and I swear I feel a twinge of betrayal spike in my head. She's my employee, yet she's assenting to being his accomplice? Immediately, I curl a finger Bru's way, calling her to me.
She's by my side in a jiffy.
I'm watching Gard's back as she starts to bend down to a lower shelf with hatred glowing in my eyes.
My hands might be tied when it comes to Ruben, but they sure as fuck aren't in Gard's case. And right now, as she sticks a hand in my cabinet to get my files, I see the perfect opportunity to kick her out of my company.
"Get me the termination letter," I tell Bru, who then looks at me in shock.
"But, Gerra-"
I give her a steely look, and she lowers her head and leaves.
The only reason I didn't like Gard in my company till this morning was her inexperience. But now, after seeing her true colors, I know I'm not wrong in wanting her out. I watch her trying to pull out a file, and I frown when it doesn't come out.
The fuc-
That asshole.
When Ruben purposefully brushes his leg against Gard's thigh, I swear I feel my blood boil. It's not because I give a shit about her, but because I've known all along what a piece of shit he is, but I still can't do anything about it.
It makes me feel like shit, because there is such a predator in my company, and I can do nothing about it.
I feel like ripping that asshole's heart out, but then, to my utter surprise, I see Gard shoot up when she feels him behind her. My heart thuds in my chest when I see her expression. She's scared. I swear to god when I see Ruben grin at her evilly as he says something that I'm going to go in there myself and get him away from that girl if-
I can't believe my eyes.
Gard- just made him step away from her. I mean, sure it isn't much of a differenc-
A laugh escapes my mouth suddenly, when she makes him take two big steps away from her. I almost have to pinch my lips together so they don't hear me. Ruben looks sour when she finally pulls the file out and piles it on top of the folders, and pretty much glowers at her head murderously when she skips out of the room before him.
I shake my head to myself as I watch them leave, the smile on my face a proud one.
It's been a rollercoaster at work today. I'm exhausted, to say the least- but most of all, I'm starving. The first thing I do as soon as I get back to my apartment is make myself some hot cocoa. While it's simmering away in the pot, I run down to the washroom and let loose. I'm sweaty, my work clothes are damp with my sweat,so I freshen up and change into my night-suit. By the timeI walk back into the kitchen, my cocoa is about to burn. "Shit," I curse under my breath, heaving the pot off the stove with a dishcloth and pouring it into a mug. There's this slight note of smoky cocoa in the vapours that fly over the mug, but it's going to have to do. Sighing, I take my hot cocoa and head to the tiny living room. It's a one bedroom flat that I live in, and to be honest, it's kind of cramped, but then it's the closest oneI could get to Southerford Inc., so I'm not complaining. I plop down on the couch and switch on the T.V. I almo
I just can't believe this bullshit. I can't-- fire Gard. The fucking acceptance says we've signed a fucking one year contract with her. If I still want to terminate the employment, I'm going to need a resolution to be passed by the Board. And I have honestly no idea what the fuck I'm going to tell them when they ask me why I want her gone. The absolute, absolute fuck? I'm honestly just holding my head in my hands at this point, because for some weird ass reason, Bru insists that I rescue Gard from the clutches of Ruben. She's been hounding me about this ever since she saw them in that room yesterday. But obviously, Bru being Bru, doesn't think this is about saving Gard at all. Why? Because just now, before she went to get Gard from the lawdepartment, she told me, "Priscilla was appointed to the position of the final lawconsultant on your team, Gerrard, not to look after everyday cases. We alre
“On whose team, Gard?”I knew it that this man hatedme, but I never knew he’d literally throw it in my face. I get that he doesn’t want me to work for his company.I get that.But if I’m really that unbearable, or— undeserving, then just kick me out, damn it. Don’t just insult me like that.I’m staring at his back, unable to believe the words that just came out of his mouth.Never has anyone ever spat out my last name at me. As if it’s an insult, for god’s sake.You know what, man? I don’t care about you and your shitty company if this is how you’re going to treat me.”On yours, Southerford,” I reply, defiantly staring at the back of his head.I can see his body tense when he hears me, and I brace myself for the worst. Which is me losing this job.But you know what
I thought I disliked Gard. I was wrong. I hate her. Hate. Ever since that meeting in the morning, I've been unable to get that scene out of my head. To get her words out of my head. 'I think it's stupid'. "Fuck," I hiss at myself, slamming the shower door shut. I switch on the shower, water at its hottest, because I'd rather feel my skin burn than keep thinking about that girl. A blast of scalding hot water hits me suddenly, and I hiss under my breath at its intensity. But I still can't believe the way Gard insulted me today. If not for Bru, who held me back just in time, god knows what I might've done. It's already so difficult for me to stand that novice in my company everyday, and then she goes ahead and insults me to my face-- in front of all my team. The fuck? I growl at absolutely nothing and grab some shower gel. I honestly do
I can’t believe I just saw Gerrard Southerford in the flesh.In the flesh. Way too literally.I swear I can’t get that image of his out of my head even now as I zip out of his property, afraid that if he loses it- scratch that- afraid that if I lose it, fuck’s going to happen.I’m kind of embarrassed the way he told me to get out of his house when he was the one whotold me to come in the first place, but now that I think about it?I’m relieved he told me to leave.Because heaven knows what I would’ve done had he not.That man seriously gave my vagina a heartbeat so strong it still won’t go away.I gulp.I’m only just about to push the gates to his property open when headlights make spots dance in my vision.I throw an arm over my face.Tyres screech to a halt a minute later, and it&rsquo
I’m feeling the blood rushing up to my head.I’m feeling it.That’s because I’m still too busy reeling with the aftermath of what just happened minutes ago. Minutes. Gard saw me naked, for fuck’s sake, and now she’s in my house, staying for dinner.The fuck?It’s not that I was naked that’s annoying me so much—it’s that she saw me like that. I mean out of all the women on the planet—her? Like, are you kidding me, damn it?Gard?Why.Why someone I can’t even stand the freaking sight of.It’s a good thing I changed into a t-shirt and a pair of shorts as soon as she left, because god knows I wouldn’t have been able to keep my temper in check if she saw me like that a second time.I swear she’s a synonym for turn-offs.I’m shaking my h
I can’t believe I actually said that to my boss. ‘I didn’t like it one bit’. If my hands weren’t so busy trying to key the locked apartment door open, I woulddefinitely facepalm myself. Like, what the actual hell did I just say to Gerrard? It’s absolutely none of my business who he chooses to be with. PA or not, if he wanted to be with Bru, I had no business being pissed about it. I shoulder the door open and make my way to my bedroom. A sigh escapes my mouth, sounding just as tired as I’m feeling. “I really shouldn’t have said that...” I run a hand down my face, proceeding to massage my temples when I continuefeeling anxious still, lying down on the bed. “God knows what his reaction was... I didn’t even stay to see it,” I mumble hopelessly, becoming increasingly worried by the minute. I’m worried Gerrard’s going to be pissed about my conduct today. First,I walked in on him nak
I come back home in a totally different mood than the one I left in. It feels like this—chain—around my heart just loosened a little, making me feel like air's breathable again.I like this feeling.It's like I have something less to weigh me done. Something less to worry about.I strip my clothes off and enter the shower, my mind in some kind of a daze. When I turn on the water, its warm blast takes me back to the warm air that was rushing through the air conditioner of my car minutes ago.When I was dropping Gard off at her place.It feels really strange to think about what she told me. Never has a girl ever expressed her jealousy about other women's affection towards me as straight-forwardly as she did tonight. Maybe it's because of that, but I just can't get her out of my head right now.For some weird ass reason, though, I realise I don't even want to.I finish showering soon after.A