chapter twelve

I rested at the hood of the car, not knowing exactly what I'd do. I looked at my watch, 2:40pm. I have been waiting for this woman for over thirty minutes now, unsure of where she was. Why did she just leave like that without saying where she was off to? What does she even take me for, was she expecting I'd follow?

So far, everything else was coming to place. I had the job, I could get close to her but I needed more than that. I needed it to go smoothly. I had to gain her trust, even the slightest before everything would work.

But for now, I had to figure out what to do. I've been waiting here at the parking lot like a total loser. Like a big fool who got stood up on prom night. It was only a matter of time I lost it under the scorching sun.

What kind of woman was I dealing with..

Georgio's media company was like any other upscale firm I've ever been to. The blue and white glass structure was box shaped. A glistening Cupid fountain highlighted the centre of the building, and it's Masonite floor shone like crazy.

The cold blast of the air-conditioning welcomed me. Running cool on my skin, giving me the feeling of leaving the desert. I felt sweaty I side.

I've been standing outside for nothing, nothing at all.

If only I could figure out which way lead to her office, then walking would feel much easier. I was about trailing off, when I heard someone call after me.

"You don't have permission to go up there. Who are you?" He came closer. A full view of his receding hairline in place. "Where's your id?"

I stared blankly at the man.

"Where's your tag then?" He reprimanded me. By his uniform it was obvious he was the security.

"I... I.... can explain," I kept my voice low and calm. If there was one thing I hated, it was fucking happening right now.

"If you don't have an Id you can't be here," the man continued. "That's the rules."

I figured this would be so much fun for him. Torturing a helpless nobody. Maybe this was the fun part of his boring job.

"Look sir," I spoke up. "I'm here to see heather, I drove her here."

"Sure you did?" He looked at me. "Boyfriend?"

"No."

" Friends?

" No."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No"

He shot me a stern look. "We often get this alot. Men like you, always filling up the lobby looking for one way to get to her."

I stared at the man in amazement. Did he really think I'm here for-

"I don't see why someone as good looking like you would be doing this, just let her go man."

"Listen, bro. I think you're misunderstanding everything. I don't have any interest in these sort of things. I told you I'm here driver, why would I lie?"

I couldn't believe it, I had accepted my fate being a mere driver.

,"Just go sir, I don't want to have to call for backup."

"What's going on here?" I heard the crazy woman's voice.

Heather walked down the stairs, "is there a problem Harold? I couldn't help but notice. Is he giving you a hard time?" She grinned at me.

She leaned at the pavement, "talk to me."

Harold stuttered for a minute. "It's....it's... Nothing ma'am. Just some crazy random dude, I'll take care of him."

She clicked her tongue. "That wouldn't be necessary, he's with me... Unfortunately."

"Who are you calling crazy?" I balled my fists, ready to lash it all out at him.

She faked a smile. "That wouldn't be necessary boys. Harold, could you go back to work?" It was only a matter of time before she swayed to me. "You coming?"

I couldn't help but notice Harold dirty look as he walked passed me.

"You're taunt the poor man, heather. You can see he's clearly into..." I held my face in disgust. "You."

"Hmmmmm" she eyed me.

"Why are you causing trouble on your first day, it's so unethical." She gave me a sly grin, "or do you just love the drama?"

I stared at this crazy woman in disbelief.

"Well if you hadn't left me outside like a fucking lunatic, we wouldn't be here."

"Watch your words James, you don't want to know what it takes to get me mad."

"Do you worst, piccolo gato."

There was something about the way she sashayed towards me, I didn't know why but I felt -uneasy.

She rolled her eyes, "see it as payback. That was for cutting my lips. Next time, it could be worse."

It was the most cliche thing I've ever heard in my whole life. I swear she was driving me nuts.

" Now that we're here," she spoke further. "We have work to do. Let's get to my office, shall we?"

It was obvious she was a cold blooded reptile, cause why the hell was it so cold. Even colder than the lobby. I shivered a little.

"Is this the plan, to freeze me to death?" I spoke up, sarcasm dropping from my voice.

She ignored my remark with a slight smile. Dropping some paperwork on her desk, she turned to me. "Here sign this. You're unemployed so you have all day to read it."

"What are you implying," I stared hard at her.

"Well if you must work with me, you must abide by work rules. You aren't so dumb, just read the goddamn paper or something."

" Are you saying I'm jobless. you made me quit my job, drive you like a fucking lunatic, now you want to freeze me to death." I snapped.

" I have work ethics James, deal with it."

This woman was arrogant as fuck. She challenged me, and I liked it.

"Get me the pen," I ordered her. "You'll see who's the jobless person here." I signed without hesitation. "Work rules uh.... You're just driving high on your power horse. Tell me, does it feel so good heather?"

"Honestly it does." she took the papers away. "Now that's out of the way, we should get going. I have a date to get to.

I couldn't care less. "And so? what's my business with your date?"

"You're with the keys. Do I need to remind you everything? she mocked, walking away.

This woman was like an addiction, you could never get enough. Everything was beginning to seem fun. All I needed was to gain just a little trust right? how hard could it possibly be.

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