My boss is my client tonight — 1

Shirley hated her boss. And she could swear he hated her too.

Nicholas Lahey was the CEO of Lahey corporations. And one of the richest young men in the country. But that wasn't what people saw him as. They saw him as different, from the typical billionaire character.

People assumed he was grounded, focused and disciplined, because he barely had any scandals tied to his name.

But Nick was a fox. Asides fearing judgement from his father who was a no-nonsense man, he believed scandals ruined ones reputation and were in no way cool. So he kept his desires under the rug.

Shirley Harrison worked as a personal assistant for the arrogant and rude twenty seven years old CEO, for six months now. But, she was still not fully used to his behavior towards her.

He looked at her disdainfully, made slandering comments at her, scolded and embarrassed her at the slightest chance. He was insufferable. 

But Shirley endured it all. She had three younger siblings to fend for in the absence of their late parents. One being in college and the other two, high schoolers.

Her pay from Lahey corporations was good but Shirley doubled up. It wasn't enough to sustain her family, considering house bills to be paid, feeding, school fees, transportation and miscellaneous. So, she worked a part time job at night.

*        *        *

It was past work time and nearly all the staff had gone home for the day but Shirley was still stuck at the office with Nicholas, working her ass off.

She sat on her desk across from his, glaring at him as he fiddled away on his phone while she had tons of paperwork to be busy with.

“You're too slow Harrison. I think you'd like to spend the night here, because tell me why it's a few minutes past eight and you've still got well over twenty files waiting for you.” He said in an irritated tone.

Shirley pursed her lips. She knew better than to try and exchange words with Mr Nicholas Lahey.

“Get me a cup of coffee” he ordered out of the blues and with an almost invisible irritated face, she stood up and went to fetch his coffee.

Few minutes later, she returned with a hot cup of coffee and saw Nicholas standing up with his suit fully worn. He buttoned up the suit and grabbed his phone from the desk.

“Sir? I just got your coffee” she said confused.

“Mm… yeah, I change my mind about that. You can have it. You'll need it” he smirked.

“I don't drink coffee. Sir”

“Your problem not mine. Look, you can only leave when you're done Harrison” And with that, he walked out of the office, leaving her standing with the coffee in her hand.

“Ugghh!” She groaned loudly, contemplating whether or not it was a good idea to fling the cup so it smashed.

She knew her siblings were responsible and took care of themselves well in her absence.

She tried to focus on her work and many minutes later, she was done.

*          *           *

Shirley walked into the club that was bustling with people as usual. She stopped and stared around at her colleagues pole dancing. Luckily, she didn't do that.

She explained to the boss why she needed her privacy and he agreed, since she earned him more running behind the curtains in the private suites.

Her job was simple—glam up, go into the VIP rooms with a couple other girls and have clients pick who they'd like to be entertained by.

“Hey guys” she smiled at her colleagues in the glam room backstage. The room was a bit scanty with fully naked or half-naked girls and transgenders, either doing their hairs or make-up.

“Hey bitch” they cooed back and she smiled as she walked into the change room. She replaced her corporate clothes of a peplon top and straight skirt with a red lace lingerie. Then tied her hair in a tight ponytail.

Then, she stepped back into the glam room to do her make-up.

“Where were you Petal? The old man from Australia asked for you.” A colleague of hers said.

“Fuck! He came?” 

“Yeah girl. And you weren't there to receive him. The boss wasn't happy about it” she said and the others giggled at her last statement.

“Another deduction for me I guess. My insufferable boss delayed me at the office” Shirley explained.

She was high in demand here at the exotic club. Every VIP client that had her once, always kept coming back.

She stood in a VIP room with about twelve other girls. The rooms were always dimly lit and normally, the girls walked in to see the client already waiting, but this time was different. They waited for the client to come in.

After a few minutes of waiting, he finally walked in. Slowly and menacingly. The scent of the room shifted to something stronger, magnetic and sinfully alluring.

He took a sit and that was when Shirley saw his face.

Nicholas Lahey.

The too-good-to-be-true Nicholas Lahey. No scandals, grounded—her foot.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” She muttered, her heart palpitating at the realization that she was definitely going to be busted by her mean boss.

“Right into business shall we?” He said. Shirley, didn't know his voice could sound the way it just did.

What if he was just her real boss's lookalike or twin brother?

“Introduce yourselves” he said and they all started and Shirley was the second to the last on the horizontal line.

“I'm Petal” she said when it reached her turn.

Nick's eyebrows furrowed. That voice sounded too familiar. He knew her voice but it couldn't be. She didn't look it. 

He stood up and from the first girl, he began assessing them one after the other. They're faces, their bodies. 

And when he got to her, he froze. He couldn't believe his eyes. Harrison? The lady he left behind in the office about an hour or two ago? She looked so different. So hot in her lingerie. Infact, he never knew she could look this good.

Shirley on the other hand froze too. Her pulse began to race immediately he stood infront of her. She had lost her main job now. She was so sure of it.

“You may all leave.” Nicholas said, returning to his seat, and just before she could get to the door alongside the rest of her colleagues, Nick spoke again :

“Except you. Petal”