Chapter five.

Pari's pov 

I groan as i try to shield my eyes from the lights streaming through the curtains, a yawn escaping my lips as I roll off the bed with my eyes closed, which ended up with me falling flat on my butt. urgh its morning already?

Wait it's morning...?

My eyes snap open in horror and i jump on my bed scouring for my phone. Found it. I quickly press the on button '9:27'. 

"Haah" I hear someone scream, wait that's me. 

"Haaaa" I scream again and again again then sprint into the bathroom. I only got thirty three minutes, just thirty three. 

Shit.... Shit.... Shit.... I am doomed. 

Using my multi task skill, i was able to finish dressing in 18 minutes 33seconds, that is. 

Bathing and brushing my teeth at the same time. 

Applying my make up and dressing up. 

Thank goodness shelley picked out my clothes for today, guess i will have to Thank her about that later.

Right now am late for work. 

I have on a white button up blouse and a very tight office skirt and a red bottom shoe i already regret wearing, totally Shelley's style. 

God please don't let me fall. 

I quickly dashed out of my room and sprint down the stairs. 

"Wait food." I mentally facepalm my myself. 

No way am leaving without eating breakfast. Remember what happened yesterday. 

I check my watch as i head to the kitchen ’9:42’

"Hello my favourite people's." I holler then walk towards kelvin who is sitting on top of the counter with a pale look on his face. 

Hehehe guess he can't still believe he is grounded for a month. Too bad it's all real.

"Good morning queen Pari." Dad chuckles loudly. 

"Thank you my loyal subjects." I wave at them, then take a sit on my royal throne which is the counter. "I shall now take my sit and eat a quick breakfast cause I am late for work."

"You late on your first day of work , isn't really a  good impression." Dad says then place a plate of pancakes in front of kelvin. 

"She is already a bad impression." Kelvin snorts, letting out a loud yelp when I pinch on his ear.

Serve you right you ungrateful bulp.

"Here you go." Dad says handing me a lunch bag. "I packed you breakfast. Make sure to wake up early next time.'

"Awwn, thanks mom." I coe. I call dad mom when he behaves like one, and right now is one of those moments. 

"C'mon go or you will be late." Dad scolds trying to hid his smile. 

"Bye." I yell before snatching a piece of pancake from kelvin's plate then dash out of the room. 

"My pancake." I hear Kelvin scream after me. "Bring it back, you little bitch."

"Language kelv." Dad scolds him. 

Hehehe...it never gets old.

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Pari's POV

The ride to the X&O company was pretty uncomfortable, well let's just say I don't have a liking for cars, taxi included. I prefer taking the bus.

The taxi comes to a stop and I hop down, well not before paying the transport fee.

I walk towards the door which is guarded by two hefty men wearing suits, security I guess. Sliding in with a small head nod that serves more as a greeting.

"How can I help you?" A woman in her mid twenties asks as soon as I get to the front desk, she is wearing a cotton blouse but I can't see her other half. 

If her back side is as full as her front side then she'd be said to have an hour glass shape.

"Hmm, am here to see Mr Xavier." I reply putting on my signature fake smile. 

"And you are.?" She ask eyeing me distastefully. 

It isn't my fault I look more prettier than you. 

"Am Stephen Pari, his new personal assistant." I smirk, heads high. Trying to play cool. I always pay cool. "So which floor?"

"Tenth floor, bitch." She reply, saying the last word under her breath. 

But I still heard it. 

Guess I will have to deal with her later, right now am late. 

Ding, the elevator slowly slide open. 

I took a step forward and quickly press the elevator button, tenth floor. 

Ding..the elevator slide open again, checking the time I hurry towards a set of glass doors and enter a very modernized waiting room. 

Am late. To fucking make it worst my boss is a fucking time freak.

A blond with a tight bun and light green eyes sitting behind a tall black desk catches my eyes the moment I walk into the waiting room. She looks up as I approach, giving me a smile I know isn't genuine, her name tag says 'Charles Alex.'

"Miss Stephen?" She ask dryly. 

"Yes." I reply 

"Down the hall he is expecting you "

"Thanks " I say before walking down the highly lighted hall, stopping in front of a door which stands between two potted plants, with a name plate that says "Mr Xavier "

My hand on the handle, I take a deep breath then a walk in. 

"Don't you know how to knock?" Xavier ice cold voice turns my legs numb. A file in one hand and a phone in another. 

I suck in a breath when he tilts his head to look at me. Eyes scanning me like a code scanner. More like a glare.

"Hmm. I am sorry." I guess. I retrieve my half inserted leg, shut the door back. Place two knocks then walk back inside. "Good morning Mr Xavier."

"And is that how it is done?" He cranks a brow without looking up. Focusing on the phone held to his ear.

Obviously making a call.

"I am sorry." I apologize. This time throwing the idea of knocking again out the window. He can go screw himself for all I care.

 I take the sit opposite him, looking around the expensively decorated office.

Seeing the call will take a while I might as well use this well needed time to eat.

God am so hungry. 

I might not get the chance to do that later. 

"You are late." He finally hangs up. Clearing the heap of files on the table. "And what do you think you are doing?"

"Eating breakfast."

"And why are you eating breakfast here?" He bares his teeths at me. "In my office? At work."

"Cause I couldn't eat it at home." I reply unsure if I should say the truth or not. 

"You know what? Just get. You can go meet the secretary outside she's going to show you your office, there are files on up-coming and on-going projects,  there already, go through them and give me reviews."

So he isn't mad anymore? Good.

"Okay." I reply stuffing my mouth with more pancakes. 

"That's your sign to leave." Mr Xavier growls, annoyance visible on his face.  

Why does he suddenly looks angry? Is he bipolar?

"Just after I finish eating."

"No, you leave now." He orders. 

"Freak." I mutter under my breath, packing up. Heading for the door.

"I heard that." He calls from behind me. "And also behaviors like this will not be tolerated ny me. Anything I find disrespectful will lead to a deduction in your monthly payment."

What the chocolate?

"You can't do that" I whip around to face him.

"It's in the contract." He states. "So you better put a leach on that tongue of yours, more appreciated if you also learn some manners too."

Darn basta.

The chocolate. I knew I should have read the stupid contract.

(Such a boss and employee relationship. I am really going to love theses couple. Love yal. ADIOS.)