Chapter six.

Pari's pov(continuation.) 

Click, click, click....., click. 

Done, yes..... 

If I continue like this I might be able to finish with all the files before 9:00.

Considering the large amount of work I have done, I'd say am pretty good at this. 

Hopefully he won't reduce from my payment if he sees me working so diligently.

I smile as I exit my office and walk to Xavier's to deliver the files he asked me to work on. 

"Holy shit." I curse, my left heel tilts to the side, sending me into a wobbling mess.

A sweat dripping off my forehead after I manage to stabilize myself. The files I was holding now scattered in the floor.

"For fucks sake. Anything but this?' I mutter to my self. I try to bend down to pick the files but my ass feels like it's about to burst out of the skirt.

If feels so tight that it hurts. Alot.

How could you do this this to me skirty?

After struggling for about eight minutes I managed to pick all the files except one, which is also the slimmest. it clinged to the ground not wanting to get caught.

For chocolate sake. 

Should I just ask Alex for help? Or maybe Xavier?

Huh...God.

I glare at the file. Deciding to give it one last try.

My fingers along with the rest of my body grow stiff when the door creaks open. 

Shit... Shit... Shit. Why do it have to be facing the door.

My poor ass.

"And what the hell do you think you're doing." Xavier growls from behind me. 

Is he a werewolf or something? An Alpha in particular.

Why does this kind of bad things always happen to me?

"Hmm, trying to pick the file." I smile sheepishly at the awkward position we are in. 

"Move."

"I can't move, not now that I have gotten so close to picking it." I scowl. 

"Then hurry up." He snorts. 

"Am working on it." I snap as my finger tips scraps the top of the file. 

Come on. 

"Why is it taking so long?" Xavier groans. The feeling of a guy behind when your ass is all set.

Embarrassing. 

"Its taking so long cause you are not the one wearing a tight mini skirt that can tear open with any wrong move"

"Well i didn't ask you and wear a tight skirt." He argue. 

Its not like he's the one doing all the work. 

"Well, its my skirt not yours."

"Oh my God, sorry for interrupting." I hear Alexandra apologies, then the sound of retreating footsteps. 

Now she's going to think, me, Xavier, couples. More like am his mistress.

 God why........?

"A thousand dollars." An alarm goes off in my head.

A thousand dollars. He is deducting a thousand dollars.

"But I didn't even do anything wrong." 

******

"Good morning miss Stephen." Alexandra greets as I barge towards her desk. Unlike yesterday I have afternoon class, which means I only have to work till twelve. 

"Good morning Alexandra." I reply cheerfully. 

"Is that for Xavier?" I ask pointing at a coffee cup sitting lazily on the desk. A bulb lighting in my head.

Seeing the way he is casually deducting from my payment am sure I will be down to a minus sign by the end of the month.

Quiting sounds like a better option but since I can't quit, getting fired isn't really that hard, is it?

"Umm,  yes." Alex replies snapping me out of my evil thoughts.

"Well then let me help you with that, am sure you have more important things to do." I smile politely picking up the cup. 

"But, Mr Xavier won't lik....... "

"Am sure he won't mind." I quickly add. 

I grin tug on the corner of my lips, the sound of my heels against the tiled floor like music in my ear as I walk to Xavier's office, stiring the cup after adding a drop of my evil potion.

Eye drop.

Its one of Shelley's recipe she usually use on her ex boyfriend's. The eye drop, when ingested causes a serious case of diarrhoea. 

Am so going to love this. 

I can't quit this job but I can but I can get  fired. 

Hehehe.... hehehh.... Hehehe... 

Okay, enough with the evil laugh. 

"Good morning Mr Xavier." I holler, knocking softly before walking in.

That's the limit to my manner.

"Do you have a case of knockingtopia?" Xavier voice booms. 

"What's that?" I ask confused taking a sit opposite him. 

Weird. I have never heard of that sickness before. 

"Its an inability to knock." He irks.

"Oh...." I stretch. "Well then here's your coffee."

"Where's my secretary?"

"She has so much to do, so I decided to help her out, so here." I smile handing the coffee over to him.  "Besides I am assistant secretary. Helping is what I do."

He looks at me suspiciously then he collects the cup bringing it slowly to his lips. 

Yes Xavier, take it, just a sip. Hehehe. 

"Did you really think I'd take it?" He sigh before turning the cup upside down, emptying its contents. 

"I hoped you'd do." I admit disappointment written all over my face. 

"Well then, you should clean this up." He orders pointing at the mess of coffee on the floor as he exit the room.  "Two thousand dollars."

What..? Two thousand dollars?

How much is my original payment again.

It won't be long till I get a minus sign.

"Bitch." I mutter under my breath. 

"I also heard that." Xavier hollers. "Two hundred dollars."

Just kill me. Kill me already.

Is it just me or what, first he read my mind now he can hear from far, jeez these are facts that proves his an alien, I really need to get out of here. 

And fast.

************

Xavier's pov 

"Good morning Mr Xavier." I hear Pari greet as she walks into my office. 

Why can't she just knock?

"Do you have a case of knockingtopia?" I take a breath to calm the itching feeling then set down the report I was reading. 

It's so hard to not want to fire her each time her head pops into my office unannounced.

"What's that?" She ask confuse. Dropping her bag on my table before taking a sit opposite me.

she really doesn't know I just made that up, so stupid. What have I gotten myself into.

Hiring a dumb person. What is wrong with you Xavier?

"Its an inability to knock." I manage to reply. 

"Oh." She nods continuously, her lips curving into a 'o' shape. "well then here's your coffee." She says with a mischievous evil glint in her eyes. 

"Where's my secretary?" I ask. 

I really don't still remember her name. 

"She has so much to do so I decided to help her, so here." She replies handing me the coffee as her lips curve into a grin. 

"Besides I am assistant secretary. Helping is what I do." she adds a little later.

I slowly bring there cup to my lips, then empty it on the floor in seconds. 

"Did you really think I'd take it." I ask clearly disappointed.

You really doesn't understands what is going on here. 

Thinking like a lame man won't help either cause you aren't leaving until I am done with you, and when I am done.

This will sure be satisfying.

"I hope you'd do " She bows her head, clearly disappointed. Maybe more disappointed than I am.

"Well then you should clean it up." I say referring brownish liquid that clouds my floors. How much should I deduct now? "Two thousand dollars."

 Some fresh air will do.

"Bitch." she mutters, the moment I reach for the door nob.

"I heard that."  Such dirty manners. "Two hundred dollars."

She really is dumb and stupid. 

Too bad I can't fire her, yet. 

(Here you go, another update. And if you haven't please check out my other book 'baby on campus.'. Also don't forget to like and comment, its really assuring to read through your comments. Love yal. ADIOS.)