I'm sorry Mr. Davis

“Here’s your coffee, Mr. Davis,” I placed the cup on the right side of his table. It was only 11:30 in the morning but I already served him his second cup of coffee. I couldn't stop myself to think if he's trying to kill himself of too much caffeine. Tsk!

He was so busy reading a document but I took the courage to ask about what he wants for lunch. I needed to inform Mr. Harris ahead of time because it was his instruction to me.

“No, don’t bother I’m fine with this coffee,” his attention was focused on the document. I think he was studying the restaurant's status and financial report but he should not skip his meal.

“Are you sure? You should eat real food. Too much coffee isn't good for our body,” He looked at me with those deep and captivating eyes. It Seemed he was suppressing a smile and even I, did not realize I talked too much. Damn!

He cleared his throat “Okay, I’ll be having pasta Farfalle Cheese. You can also order for your lunch,” my eyes widened that my arrogant boss offered me lunch. When he didn't hear an answer from me, “If you don’t want, then it's fine”.

I bit my lower lip to ease my nerves because of his attitude. I couldn't guess if he was fond of having mood swings. “Alright, Mr. Davis. I will let them prepare your food,” then walked out.

In the afternoon, Ms. Lauren the former secretary listed all my work as the boss newly hired. She was bound to Seattle to be with her husband that’s why she resigned. We spent our entire afternoon turning over her work to me and it ran smoothly despite the sudden changes in my job.

Mr. Davis left at two o’clock, he left without saying a word. He’s indeed rude! At 4:30, I ended my shift and decided to walk around the nearest lake Park. The place where I always stay every time I wanted peace and some fresh year. I needed the time to calm myself and keep my sanity.

In my final year in college, my class would start from 6 pm to 9 pm every weekday, while on Saturdays, it begins from 10 in the morning to 3 in the afternoon.

I wasn't able to mention it to Mr. Davis because I felt hesitant that he might not allow a working student in his company. Besides I couldn't find the right timing as he's always in bad temper. I couldn't decipher if he's doing it intentionally to punish me or it's his normal behavior. I had no idea if Mr. Harris informed him about it or not.

When I went home, it popped on my mind to research everything about Brent Davis or if I could find details on the internet. The first time I learned his name, I ignored the fact that he's related to Sebastian Davis as they have different business industries.

Surprisingly, there were photos of him published on the internet and most were captured in the business events that he had attended. 

It caught my full attention when I saw an article. “Brent Damien Davis standing proudly beside his parents Monica and Sebastian Davis during the Turnover Ceremony of Davis Construction Company. He will be taking over the position of his father as the Company’s CEO.” I was stunned by the content.

I had no idea that for the past few days, I was dealing with the son of that man who was the reason for my father's death. Damn! I should have known it sooner.

I continued my research about Brent and learned that he's in his thirties. Earned his Doctorate in Business Administration at Harvard Business School. He’s never been in a relationship with any girls but he had lots of flings which I’m not surprised about anymore. With his looks and money, women definitely will flock to him. I didn’t know but the idea that he had different women pinched my heart. 

Fate already had its way for us to meet and I did not expect it because it's earlier than I planned. It gave me an idea to use him and make my revenge happen to Sebastian Davis. I wanted him to feel and see someone he loves suffering from pain.

I made up my mind to make Brent fall in love with me and left him hanging when he’s already drowning for me. At the same time, exposed their company’s different anomalies and make sure that they cannot get every penny from what they're already earning.

I knew that I'm a simple person but damn, my beauty and physique could also pass to be a model if I opted to do so. I have the edge but not enough confidence to step out of my comfort zone.

***

I woke up early and prepped to go to work with a wicked plan of revenge. I felt nervous but I know that I could get through with it especially that I'm doing it for my father.

I chose to wear an above-the-knee red dress that fits perfectly with my body. The neckline cut was showing a little cleavage but still looks formal. I also put on make-up and red lipstick to match the color of my dress. I curled the lower part of my hair to look wavy before I stepped out of my place.

As soon as I arrived, “You’re 10 minutes late," I was shocked when I saw Mr. Davis seated on my chair. I did not anticipate seeing him earlier than me. I wanted to roll my eyes but opted not to because of my plan and I needed to control my emotion.

I swallowed the lump on my throat “I’m sorry, Mr. Davis” and apologized though I avoided his gaze.

“Is that the proper clothes in the office Ms. Miller?" I lifted my gaze and saw him furrowed his brows. "And you let people see you wearing that?” his jaw tightened and I got confused. "What the hell is wrong with this man?" I thought.

“I think my dress is fine, Mr. Davis," I acted innocent though I did it purposely. 

“You’re showing too much skin, Ms. Miller,” he exasperated while removing his coat and handed it to me.

“Wear this every time you go out of office,” he left me dumbfounded and puzzled again. What the hell?!