Chapter 2
Helena’s POVAs I made to walk out, he stopped me halfway.“You know what, you are my secretary and I should welcome you as my secretary.”“Mr Ethan…” I was trying to speak but he caught me shut.“As my secretary you should know that I had lost a great contract on Friday, and it was because of a silly little pest but that’s okay, you will make up for that.” The man was tall and as he spoke I got scared, he had this very strong aura and demeanour that freaked me out. He looked at me like I was a scumbag.He pulled out a file from the bookshelf, then placed it on the table. “This is the rule and regulations guiding this office, and things you should do as my secretary and things you should not do. Leave this here for now, you have a lot of work to do.” He smirked, he didn’t stop feasting his eyes on me and it caused me to feelSo little of myself.My little legs scrambled at the gaze of his blue eyes, it was terrifying.He pulled out a file from the book shelf.“This document needs a copy and you are to retype them and not photocopy it, I want an original document retyped by you.” He threw it on me and walked gently to his seat.“Maybe if you had just apologised like a normal person maybe I would not have taken it too personal. It was a mistake after all.” He smirked“You had pushed me, why should I apologise?”“Well it’s good to see that you still have the attitude, you should get to work then. Scram!”“I never knew you lost a contract..” I was holding the files in my hand and looking for a way to apologize. This was the first ever job I had gotten after a long time of being rejected and I was not about to lose it.“What’s your name?”“Lena.”“Helena Brooks, I corrected ““Get to work Helena, you have until closing our to submit it; if you don’t then I’ll add more and you’ll be forced to work overnight”I bobbed my head and walked out of his presence.He had lost a big deal because of me, but it wasn’t all of my fault; he had bumped into the waiter causing everything to happen.It has taken me a lot of time to get a job, I would never want to lose this job but how the hell do I cope with such a bossy and rude man as my CEO. I squeezed my feet anxiously as I typed down each paper. There were a lot but there’s nothing I cannot handle, I had faced worse than this.The pain that my stepmother had caused me was much worse than this, she had taken my father’s company from me and now the company is doing poorly, I tried to lover her but every time she made it hard to love her with the way she made me feel like I was the reason why my parents had died.Getting married to a man I barely knew, a man that didn’t care that he was married, I had never seen the face of the man I married and Lisa tells me to forget that I am married but I cannot; maybe if the man had just cared enough, we would be happy together and I won’t have to go through all the pains I am going through alone.I hated my current life.I didn’t stand up from where I sat, I looked very tired and rough, hair was a mess already.I watched Mr Ethan walk in and out of his office and I watched him give me a disgusted look anytime he took a glance at me.It was very late, it was past closing time and the only people in the office building were Mr Ethan and the security guards. The cleaners had long done their work and had left.I sighed and finally arranged all that I had done in a file, I walked with the file in my hand to Ethan’s office.“You are late Helana, you kept me waiting for my files .” As he said, I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat.“I am sorry about that.” This man gave me chills“I am done with the work now.” I bit my lips and watched him swirl on his chair a bit.“Leave them on the table and go home.” He stopped swirling and picked his suit from the hanger and began walking out from his office.“It’s getting late Helena, go home. I want you in my house by 6:00 tomorrow, you're a second late and I’m talking $50 out of your paycheck.”“Have a good night, Lena.” He smirked and walked out.He didn’t look at the file.It rumbled and soon started pouring heavily.I walked outside close to the door of the entrance to the company’s building.The rain was so heavy with gale winds.I walked out to see the streets were empty and lonely, I tried to book a ride but there were no rides available.I needed to get home since it was way past my curfew and it would have my step mother yelling at me and it was the slightest thing I wanted.I walked on the empty street and met the rain drenching me, cold having no way with my body and the wind messing with my hair.As I walked in a fast pace, a black car drove past me and made a hault few seconds after. I walked further but I was stopped by the husky voice of the person seated in the passenger seat.“You look good under the rain, but I can't let you get sick. You still have to pay for what you caused.” it was Mr. Ethan speaking, he sat in his car and was looking at me. I couldn't say no because it's dangerous and cold.“Thank you sir.”“Shut up and get in”I sat, getting his car seat wet, my heart didn't stop racing and I swear I could hear the sound of my heart against my chest.We finally got to my house and the driver stopped the car.“Thank you sir.” I heard no response, I climbed down the car and made my way to my house, the car drove off.The wind was a bit calm but the rain still fell profusely. I walked in and as I tried to pull the door open, I realised that the door was shut.Darn, it!I knocked on the door severely but there was no answer. Calling my stepmom was a waste of time, she never answers my calls.I heard a few steps of someone walking towards the door.“Is anyone there!” I shouted and the door was pulled open and she stood there.“Good evening Mom.” I greeted and ties to walkIn.“You passed your curfew so why the hell are you banging on my door !” her voice echoed, it made more shivers cloud my skin.“I-I am sorry.” I tried to be more audible.“Leave now Helena. When you learn to come back before your curfew then you can come into the house.” she gave me a glance and walked back in.I couldn’t say a word or plead to open the doorThis is fucked up! I clenched my fist.I own this house, I own the mansion, why would I be given a curfew, I am old enough to be out mate.She got her hands on my father’s company and everything that belongs to him except this house.The company is falling apart gradually too. I could feel hot tears running through my face as the rain poured on me too.Why am I so unfortunate?Trying to wave everything off.Seeing that I would definitely sleep out tonight, I dialled Lisa’s number and she picked immediately.“Hey, Lena.”“I can’t get into the house Lisa, Grace locked me out. Can you come pick me up at my gate, Please?” My teeth were literally clapping as I spoke.“That old frog, how could she? I am on my way.”Lisa had really been more than someone I could count on, I could say I owe her my life.I waited a while under the rain, I was getting so cold but I had no choice, I had to wait for Lisa to arrive, she finally arrived and immediately jumped down from the car with an umbrella.“Helena, sorry I took a long time.” She grabbed me under the umbrella. I was so wet and cold and we both walked into her car.“Thank you.” I whispered out of the cold.“You don’t have to say. I don’t want to get pissed off so let’s not talk about what happened.” I bit my lips.We finally got to her house. Lisa lived comfortably well because they were filthy rich, she lives on her own and I was so proud of her, for the height she had attained at such a young age, I wanted to be like her all the time.“I’ll have the maid make something for you, you should go get freshened up, I’ll bring food up to you.” She said and I smiled.“Alright.” I walked out of the living room still shaking, my hair was so tangled and wet.I was done with my bath, Lisa dropped a nice clean clothes to change in. We both sat in her room to have dinner.We had a lot to catch up with. I hadn’t told her that the man I bumped into in the restaurant is my boss and he hates me. She would freak out if I told her and would have a lot of stupid things to say. Lisa is crazy.I was cold and I wouldn't stop thinking about all that had happened today, it was all Mr Ethans fault. If he had just let me go like other workers I wouldn't be so cold and step mother wouldn't be angry and wouldn't have locked me out.Was I stupid to say that even with all the hate and all the bad things that my stepmother had done to me, I still yearned for her to love me, I want her to treat me like she treats Imelda, I never got to experience was mothers love is and I wish that one day I'll experience it.I wish she would love me that way I love her and the way she loves Imelda.I tossed on the bed for a while as I felt so uncomfortable, Lisa noticed and she pulled me into a hug, she's my best friend and she knew that I was not okay. She could tell from my behavior and with every toss I made.“Will I ever be loved?”“Yes you will. You are already loved. I love you so much.”Helena’s point of view “We should be what?” My voice was low as I heard the word “partners.” “Gym partners.” He made it more precise and I cleared my throat. “T-That would be good.” I stuttered, and he then laughed. Yes I know I was already having little feelings for him but he is my boss, what would people think? Especially my colleagues. “Let's go now.” He uttered and we both walked out of the gym. He opened another door. This room was filled with game activities. “Do you love games?” I asked with so much amazement.The Mr Manchester I know is so much of a workaholic person, I never imagined he would love fun activities as well. I guess I don't know him that much. “I played games when I was much younger so I stored most of them here while growing up, so moving to New York, I decided to leave all this behind.” He explained, he sounded more calm. “Oh I never thought you’d love games, they look all fun to play with.” I could feel my inner child dancing as I spoke, forgetting I
Helena’s point of view Later that day we both went out, touring round the city, very beautiful places to view, I loved it. I noticed how Ethan, my boss, laughed more often, he acted like a different person entirely, and I really loved that side of him.“Would you have ice cream?” Ethan asked me and I smiled and nodded quickly staring at him. “Alright, choose the flavors you want.” His tone sounded more soft than it used to, his not a scary boss after all. I pointed at the flavors of ice cream I love.“What about you, aren't you having some?” I asked him, I was starting to be more comfortable around him, and not sound so formal anymore except when we are at work. “I don't take Ice cream.” He answered and I furrowed my brows. “Why not? Have a taste, you’d for sure love this flavor.” I tried to be a bit playful around him. He suddenly gave me this look and my smile began to shrink. He then looked at the ice cream. Or does he want it? Why does this man’s mood switch up so fast? “
Helena’s point of view I went back to the room after having a work-related discussion with Mr Manchester. I sat on the bed, and suddenly I thought of how nice Mr Manchester has become towards me. I was so surprised when he gave me his credit card, it was beginning to feel like we came for a vacation instead of work. The thought about work suddenly fluid my mind, thinking of how I would cope working as Mr Manchester’s wife. I was so comfortable being known as his secretary, not his wife. I turned and looked at the books he gave me earlier today, I picked up one and read through the outline behind the book. It talked about an independent woman, it looked interesting so I quickly started reading. Suddenly my phone buzzed and I moved to where I dropped it, it was Lisa calling, I quickly picked up. “Hey girl!” She exclaimed with excitement and I laughed. “Lisa, we have so much to talk about, just staying a day here,” I responded quickly.“I know there would be a lot to talk about…
Ethan’s point of view Coming to Italy with Helena wasn't just about work. I want to know more about her and spend more time with her, it wasn’t compulsory to come with a wife, I know I would work that out but as they made mention of it, I just wanted Helena to come play that role. After all, she is my wife, but she doesn't know yet. Helena seems weak and I don't like that about her, she needs to be bold and fearless and I would love to make her that way. After watching how her step mother has been treating her, I don't want her to look pitied, my wife can't be that way. I know Helena loves reading so I took out a few books. I wanted her to go through them, at least for a good start. I know she would pick a few things from reading the books. I thought of more other things and I would love for her to change her wardrobe, Helena got a good sense of dressing, I just wanted to fill up her wardrobe more. As we got to the mall, I stretched my hand to give my credit card to her. “Sir,
Samantha’s POVWhat??“What do you mean?” I asked, looking surprised, or was it a mistake?He looked at me with his face all tight. “Don’t tell me you have forgotten the major reason why you are here with me.” He said, looking a bit annoyed. And it quickly dawned on me, I remembered the day we went out on a date, or should I call that a date?“Oh, sir, I… I'm sorry it slipped my mind.” My tone was low, and I pinched myself slightly for being so forgetful. I would have to pretend to be his fake wife at work, this would be a whole lot for me. “Don’t be forgetful.” He took his eyes off me. “You can go through the papers, sign it, and give it back to me.” His eyes were on his phone while he spoke. “Okay, sir,” I responded and looked back at the paper. There really isn't a need for all this but anyways it’s something fake, nothing to be bothered about. I signed the papers and gave them back to him. It's been over forty minutes, and we haven't gotten there yet, but Mr Manchester sa
Helena’s point of view We got into the house and I was so captivated by all the aesthetic designs and how beautiful the house looked from the inside and out. Some ladies walked out of nowhere, took my bags, and welcomed us in. Ohh I guess it won't be just the two of us staying here after all That was a relief off my chest. I know Mr. Manchester won't do anything to me if we stay alone but I won’t be comfortable with the fact that we will be alone. “Mrs Helena, she will walk you to your room.” Mr Manchester said and walked away. “Welcome Ma’am, my name is Ruth.” The lady standing beside me spoke, which took my attention off Mr Manchester who was walking out of the living room. And I looked at her. She looked young, like she should be in her early twenties I guess, with a bright smile on her face. “Thank you, Ruth.” I smiled a little and we walked through the stairs to the room. The room was so spacious and a few aesthetic designs Ruth helped me arrange my clothes in t