5. Accusation

MIRABEL

I sighed deeply as I sat on my bed with my towel wrapped around my body. Tomorrow would be my first day at work and I wasn't prepared. 

I have never worked in an office before. I didn't even finish college because my mom fell ill and I've been struggling with life. 

If it wasn't for the situations I had, I should have graduated college two years ago but sadly I didn't. I never studied business, I don't know what it's about but somehow I have to start working as Giveon's assistant.

I will be working with him from tomorrow. Earlier today, Zara brought some clothes for me if he needs them for work tomorrow. 

I was expecting someone to come explain to me what it was that I'd do but no one has. This might be a perfect opportunity for me to get close to Giveon and expose him just as I had intended to do but for some reason, I didn't think that I'd be able to pull through with it. 

Just as I got rid of my towel to wear my pajamas, the door to my room opened and Giveon stepped in. 

My eyes widened in shock and I quickly wrapped myself in my towel. Nobody had ever seen me naked before but somehow he did and instead of turning around or looking away, he didn't and he didn't apologize to.

 It reminded me of the wedding night and how he humiliated me. How could he just walk into my room without knocking? I was offended by it. 

"Tomorrow we'd be leaving the house by 7:30am I wouldn't appreciate you being late because if you wake up late and end up missing the car then you will have to find your way to the office." He said firmly, his both hands in his pants pocket respectively.

"I don't know what you said to your grandfather to think that you can work with me but let me tell you this, you won't last a week."

"What?" I said in disbelief because I had no idea what it was that he was talking about.

I never spoke to my grandfather and I didn't understand why he felt that I'd want to work with him. I didn't like him to the point that I wanted to stay in the same space with him.

"I didn't say anything," I replied.

He doesn't seem to believe. He walked closer to me. 

"I'm not a fool girl," he said and I was offended by the fact he referred to me as 'girl.'

He has always been a rude person right from when I knew him.

"My name is Mirabel." I firmly stated and he chuckled.

"Do I give a fuck? What makes you think that I'd want to know your name? You don't stop throwing yourself at me. You take advantage of every chance." he clicked his tongue while shaking his head. 

My eyes widened in shock at his accusations.

"Excuse me?"

"Don't act like you are some kind of saint girl. I know what you are doing and I've told you that I have a girlfriend. I don't know why you think that you have a chance though so I'm going to tell you again," he took a step closer to me that he was now standing very much closer to me compared to before. 

"I see what you've been doing. From coming into my room in the pretense that the maid brought you there to now working as my assistant to always being naked?" 

"If that's all of your plan to get me to see you differently then you are wrong because I don't even see you as a woman. I see you in an experiment that is so unattractive." He seethes.

I was offended by the way he spoke to me. 

"I hate it when people lie against me or describe me to be what I'm not," I replied, trying to warn him to stop accusing me of what I haven't done.

All he has done is accuse me and call me names. If he thought because he bullied me in the past, he'd be able to do that now then he'd be wrong. I wouldn't let him bully me again.

"Isn't that what you are? And what's with this sudden tears in your eyes?" He chuckled.

"If you think that I'm someone to be easily moved by tears then you are wrong. I want you to stop whatever plans you have dear because I promise you that it will all be in vain." He said through gritted teeth 

"When I said I won't glance at you, I meant it. Accepting to get married to me was the worst choice you ever made and I'd make sure that you regret it. I will make sure that you regret choosing to marry me. I will make sure that at the end of the day, you'd run away all by yourself and it's not a threat desr…" he trailed off letting out a dry laugh. "It's a promise."

The audacity for him to think  I jumped at the idea of having to get married to him. If only he knew that I had to bargain to marry someone like him then he wouldn't get his hopes up. 

"I don't like you Giveon," I said.

"Isn't that what they said because they refuse to admit their true feelings? You don't have to deny it, darling. You would have proven me right if you had refused to get married to me but sadly you didn't so how do I get convinced?" He quirked his eyebrows. 

"What about you? Why didn't you refuse it if you were so against it?" I asked back.

"The decision was never mine to make girl. You had the choice and chose this path and that's why…" he took a step closer to me in an intimidating manner that made me a little nervous. 

"You will live every day of your life regrettin this choice of yours. Tomorrow by 7:30am and I'm dead serious." With that said, he walked out of the room and I collapsed on my bed trying to breathe.