Chapter 3, V for VestTech

Serena's POV

“Know her? Mr. Boyega, this is your new secretary, Mrs Serena Johnson. Mrs Johnson, this is your boss, Mr Vincent Boyega”

“Boss?”, no, no, no, no, this can't be happening to me. And why is he unbothered by the fact he had just slept with his own Secretary?

“Well, it's nice to meet you, Serena. I'm sure you're going to enjoy working with me, nice makeup”, with a smirk on his face, those were his last words to me before leaving for God knows where. If this were a cartoon show, my face would be boiling red right now.

“Am I his secretary?”, making Jerry aware that I wasn't sure what was going on.

“That's the job you applied for wasn't it?”, he seems unsuspecting about the stranger, Vincent, and I, for now.

“Yeah, but…”

“No buts. If I were you, I'd go and attend to him immediately, he doesn't like untidiness. I increased my pace to catch up to him. He walked into his office and I followed him behind.

“What are you doing here?”

“I erm… I..”, where are my words? He points outside his office. A mini desk and chair office right in front of the see-through glass wall of his office. 

“There's your office space”, he circles his finger around his office, “not here”. He buried his head in the pile of files on his desk, and as I was about to leave, he called me back. “And where are you going?”

What's happening, he just asked me to leave. “My office”. He taps his pen on the files. 

“And these? I want these files sorted out immediately”

“Yes sir”, I responded to his command like his servant. Fuck you Vincent Boyega. I picked up the files, went straight to my office, and sat down on my chair with the files on my desk. I could feel him staring at me through the glass wall.

Phone rings… I picked…

“Hello…”

“Sort those files”, his voice pierced my heart with his orders. I wanted to scream out my frustration, but I couldn't do anything. I don't want to get fired on the first day.

“Yes-”, before I could utter another word, the call cut. This little prick!

The phone rings for the second time… I picked…

“Hello Sir? How may I help you?”, forcing my tone to sound nicer, covering the vexation in it.

“I need the reports of the Sanchez Bids Co. in my office now”, I know what he's playing at. He wants to break me and see me lose my cool so he can humiliate me and then have me fired on my first day. Not going to happen. I too can play that game.

“Sure thing Sir, I'll have them on your desk faster than you can say ‘coffee break”

“Great! And speaking of coffee, I could go for one right now. Could you grab me one from the break room?”, the nerves on this man.

“Consider it done, sir. Extra strong, just the way you like it”

“Thanks, Susie, you are a saver, kisses”. Susie? Who the hell is Susie? He knows my name. He knows my name is Serena and not Susie. Kill Me, somebody! Is this how he is? A prick? I stood up to grab the coffee. I returned with the coffee and placed it on his desk.

“Where's the file I asked for?”

“I… I thought I gave you already?”

“Stop thinking and get things done, Solana. I need those files now”, I stormed out of his office reached for the files he wanted, and returned with them. He takes them from my hands.

“Good. Thank you, Sultana. You can leave now”

“Sir, my name is Serena. I won't have it any other way.”Vincent stood up like a lion about to prey on me. He presses a button on his desk and the glass wall darkness. No one could see in or out. He walks towards me. His fingers ran through my left arm. He turns me around, his finger on my lower lip. What is happening?

“So, Serena, you were saying?”, it is as if he caught me in a trance, I couldn't move. 

“Sir, we're at the office, we can't…” in a bit of shock, cutting my words short with his kiss. He turns me over, pulling down the skirt of the unknown woman he gave to me this morning. His trousers are down already. “ Sir…” a sharp sting from behind. Why can't I break free from him?

“Shhh… let me take it from here Mami'', he always uses the right words for me. It's like I'm the perfect puppet made for him, and I like it. With repeated strokes, I moaned and moaned, gasping for air. He was choking me. My neck felt his tight grip once more. I love this.

“Sir…”, he grunts. Done? For 5 minutes? What happened? He dresses himself up, as do I. He's done? He goes back to his seat. 

“Prepare a meeting by 1:00 PM”, he goes back to working in his system.

Breathless, “Yes sir, I'll… have it done, sir”, I walked out and went back to my seat. Oh my! That was intense. Benita is missing out. I can't wait to see the look on her face when I tell her about Vincent. She'll go nuts.

Later that day, I went to remind Vincent of his meeting by 1:00. He wasn't in his office. When did he step out? I searched for him. I remembered I didn't have his line.

Fuck! He’ll kill me if he doesn't make it to this meeting. Well, he'll fuck me first before killing me. And behold, I found him in the break room flirting with a female staff member. My heart scattered in a million pieces.

Here I am thinking I was the one for him. He's just like everyone. How could I expect anything from him? He's just using me. Now I know where I stand with him. I won't let him violate me ever again.

I cleared my throat, knocking on the door, “Mr Vincent, your meeting?”

“Is it 1:00 already?”, as if he doesn't know.

“Yes sir”

He exhales, “Set up the meeting, I'll be there shortly”

“Sir, the people are already there”

With a rude tone, “And I'll be there shortly, let them know of the delay”

“Okay sir”, I watched him return to his new cheek.

“I swear I wanted to cry, Benita”, I told Benita all that happened back at our apartment. Well, not everything, everything.

“Least he's good in bed”, Benita says to mock him, I tapped her breast.

“Ouch!”Now she knows I'm serious.

“He's just like everyone else, Beni”

“I haven't seen you all day, you left me for a stranger and you're complaining he gave you good dick, but he ain't feeling you like that? Girl, you're tripping. And he is rich? What do you want, girl?”, I only laughed at everything. I was tired and wanted to just rest.

“It's whatever now, girl”, I was getting tired and just wanted to cuddle on my bed.

Suddenly, a bang on the front door.

“Who is that?”, Benita asks. No answer.

“Who is that?”, she asked me.

“I dunno”, she goes to open the door. I couldn't believe he was standing in my front door.