Plotting his murder

(Rachael)

ugh! I can't believe that asshole! ok, I need to calm down, but still. He's such a jerk. Sometimes, I can't stand him, and today was one of those times. I simply told him about donating to Cole's school because they needed some assistance, and that jackass said no.

I made my way back to my cubicle and sat down, slamming my hand on my desk as I felt like going back to his office and strangling him to death.

"It didn't work out?" Emily asked as she walked up to me.

"No, he said no, and not in a good way either," I replied, making her shake her head. I should have known. He wasn't kind from day one, so why did I have so much faith in him?

"I heard that he fired Kirk for suggesting something to him. something is going on with him. He's never acted like this before." Emily said as if I cared.

"At the rate that he's going, I'm this close to resigning myself. I can't deal with that dickhead anymore." Emily laughed while shaking her head.

"It's only Thursday, we have one more day before we can relax for the weekend, so please, don't let it get to you so much ok?" I raised my eyebrow at Emily and wondered if she was dropped on the head when she was a baby. I shouldn't let it get to me. If only she was in my position and saw the way that he acted, then she wouldn't be saying that.

"I know, I know. We all hate him and his stupid attitude. but, we know that he's a hard man to deal with. You went in there knowing that he's not going to say yes, so why are you stressing it now?" Why am I what?

"Emily, go back to your cubicle. you aren't making any sense right now." I replied and she pouted, before leaving.

I decided to do some work before lunchtime so that's what I did. it was better this way, at least it was helping me take my mind off things.

until the ogre started calling for me.

I huffed and got up, then made my way toward his office with thoughts of murder on my mind. the bastard better not start with me, I've had it up to here with him.

once I arrived at the hell hole of an office, I opened the door and walked in. then folded my arms and wait for him to open his mouth.

he's such a handsome man, too bad his personality didn't match.

"I'm heading over to Burke's Auto Parts to drop something off and I need you to take calls for me while I'm there." I narrowed my eyes at him, not believing he had said that.

"I'm an investment banker, not a damn personal assistant. I'm here to help you raise money, if you want someone to take calls for you, hire a damn assistant." I argued back, not liking how this day was going.

"So, you're here to help me raise more money but you want me to donate some of the money that I'm making? you're not doing a good job, Miss. Hale." I was subtly taking my earrings out while pulling my hair up in a bun. yeah, I'm about to fight this bitch.

he laughed while rolling his eyes as if he figured out what I'm doing. I didn't stop though, because today was the day I'm going to be charged with murder.

"You're a grown-ass woman with a child, act like it. instead of acting like a child throwing a temper tantrum. the only thing you do is sit at your desk until I call for you, I'm only giving you more work which is fair in my book." I walked up to him and stood there, getting ready to throw a punch. I balled my fist up and made a move to strike him, but he was faster than me.

He grabbed my hand and twisted it behind my back while standing up. The smell of his cologne was making my knees go weak, as I struggled to let him set me free.

I'm not sure what happened next, because the next thing I knew he was leaning down and sniffing my neck like a creep, but that didn't stop me from moaning like a bitch in heat until he opened that mouth of his and ruined everything.

"Look at that, you're already getting wet because of what I'm doing." I narrowed my eyes at him and started struggling even harder, which is when he released me.

"That's sexual harassment," I replied, smirking as I was thinking of ways to land him in jail.

"And you throwing a punch at me is physical violence." Oh bugger, he's right. I pouted as he sat back down while laughing.

"But seriously though, let's put all of that behind us. you are responsible for taking my calls until I return, stay here and please don't mess anything up or I'll fire you faster than I did with Kirk." damn asshole.

I watched as he took up his briefcase and left. it's not like it's the first time he's leaving me here, I've been here plenty of times. but during those times, I didn't want to murder him as much as I did right now.

he was going out of his way to make me angry, I don't know why he was doing this.

sighing, I sat down in his huge office chair and breathed a sigh of relief from the feel of it. it's so much better than my chair.

I can safely say that this day didn't go as planned. Xander was being extremely difficult today and I didn't know why. But, if he thought that he would treat me in any way, shape, or form and get away with it, he thought wrong. I'm only going to fight him more and more and I'm sure I'll be the one to win. He had another thing coming if he thought that I was going to back down.