Mr Control Freak-4

"Consider it then you're fired, Alessandra!" He smirked smugly, then with another intense, heart hammering gaze, he threaded towards the door.

I felt like someone had just poured cold water over my head. "What?! You're unbelievable!" I cried out incredulously.

He's unfair.

He turned around and gave me a lazy look. "Are you coming?"

Our eyes met, challenging each other.

I let out a defeated sigh. I need this job.

"Do I have a choice?" I glared fumingly, wanting to claw his handsome face.

I pursed my lips in annoyance, holding back my tongue to say another word that is not so like me.

I turned on my heel, stomping hard towards the stairs and up to my room to get changed.

Oh, how I'd love to kick his ass.

God, he's a control freak.

I wore a pair of skintight light blue jeans, which showed off my fabulously toned legs that I always get complimented on. I paired it with a silk, pastel pink, flowing tank under a white suit jacket. I completed it with some three-inch black heels. I didn't bot