The boss looked at me again and angrily pointed a finger at me to say something when again his nose gave him pain and again, I was prepared to say something when he showed me a hand and the coffee guy told me to leave and I was for once thankful, extremely and ran out.
The coffee guy again broke into laughter when I looked at him and my boss scowled before his nose again gave an angry sharp pain of protest for muscle moving and my boss sat down quietly without messing with his nose and mouth. I stopped staring at them and finally left praying to God that my job will still be intact.
When I reached home, I realized the blunder I caused, and that blunder was that I basically made my boss broken nose. Poor guy…
Not poor guy as he was the one who made mistake first. His decision caused it to happen.
‘Ms. Amelia, come one hour earlier tomorrow and that too to my home with the file of Mr. Marlow's.’ The text message of Mr. Alexeev was short and with work information which means my job is still intact and I can still be secretary. Yay to me!
What I don’t get is he got his nose broken by me and I am still on job, no matter what he seems like a guy who would ask for revenge and it’s a very simple point that he wants to destroy my life‼ May be that was me overthinking… still I am thinking it and believing it.
I woke up extra early and by extra early means exactly four minutes earlier than my normal time which is one hour, and a half hour earlier than my office timing and I feel cold, super cold. Why is it always winters here, man?
But oh! Well.
All I did was not bath and leave for work and I do not stink at all. Why? Cause I just smell great and have lots of perfumes. Cool? yeah! I know.
I reached exactly at time and entered the apartment of my boss which has almost no security and is on a very remote area and my doubts on him increasing that he wants revenge and I am scared shitless. But still I enter and rang the bell.
Is it me being idiotic or paranoid because he opened the door and took the file from my hands and left the door open for me as if I never broke his nose off and as I entered, I by chance hit the table from where the vase fell and my boss who was on call turned statue and I know that’s my alarm to run off but as I was about to turn, he held my hand and man I am so dead.
“you broke a million dollars vase‼ Who are you? No, what are you? Always breaking and destroying things. Who will pay for this??” and I am dead. Million dollars?! What kind of vase was that because I don’t think any vase will be of that much and I can’t believe he kept it like that? He is lying.
“you’re lying, who in their right mind keeps such a vase like that? It’s your fault, take responsibility of your decisions and all you wanted was to take revenge, right? That’s why you did this and it’s a fake and I know it. You can’t make a fool of me.” My boss as in Mr. Alexeev looked as if he just got ten years older and he looked at me as if I am a fool and can’t even do things rightly which I guess I can’t.
I don’t mind him believing that if and only if he forgets about these dollars.
And he didn’t forget!
“How are you going to pay me back?” he asks with a smirk that explains how giddy he is after making me stuck in this and I am so sad that even my eyes started to tear up because if I told this to dad, he might die and mom would kill me and herself since she always says that she would like to murder someone first before suicide of dying and that person can only be me. My life is gone and his money as well.
“Stop looking as if I am asking for your kidney!” I looked at him and then thought that even my kidney won’t be able to make me earn that much or… would it?
“You are not planning to sell your kidney, are you?” as I looked at him in shock and paused with a dramatic sigh.
“Oh! I was but not anymore, even if I sold it won’t be enough.” He looked at me and he looked kind of constipated but hey! It’s not my fault for thinking like that. Be a broke like me and think what will happen if you suddenly from nowhere will have a debt of a million dollars.
Thought it? So how do you feel. I understand, I feel the same.
“Be my secretary for one year with no pay and help me with my parents as well by being a lover too.” did you guys heard that too? my boss seemed to have maybe lost his whole head completely and I understand that, I would too if that happens to me. My poor boss.
“Mr. Alexeev, I totally understand your feelings and it’s okay, I will think of a way to pay you. You calm your brain.” I turned when I was pulled back by my hand and my boss looked red in anger.
“You think I’ve gone mad? You idiot‼” he looked ready to kill and I want to run away from him.
I kneed him where the sun doesn’t shine, and I am so sorry.
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