Chapter 9

Noah's POV

I wake up late, my head is aching due to the hangover. 

I reach my office in my Mercedes. Going towards my office, none of my employees rush to greet me or try to please me. They know that it doesn't work on me.

I always prefer those employees who are focused on their work. John my manager is the best example.

I reach my floor and I am see the sight of the most unprofessional and useless employee ever!

Emma.

" Emma bring a strong coffee in my cabin. " I order.

" Morning sir. Yes sir. " She replies scared.

Why is she scared? Oh fuck, last night!

Emma arrives with my coffee.

" Emma about last night- " 

" I don't want to talk about it. Just fulfilled the duty of a mistress, so nothing to talk about. " She replies bitterly.

Who is more bitter today? The coffee or Emma?

" Did you take the pills? " I ask taking a sip of my coffee.

" What pills? " She asks confused and I swear I coughed