“Boss, this is the report on the start-up that visited you last time. Should I update you about their progress on their new business in Korea?”
“You’re gonna visit the country?” Johannes asked, his eyes still focused on the screen of his computer. Nathalie looked at her schedule and nodded as a reply.
“I got some free time next Friday,”
“You’re going to New Zealand with me next Friday,” Johannes looked at her. Nathalie wrinkled her nose. “Why?”
“What why?”
“What’s the occasion, boss?” she asked. Johannes stared at her as if she were asking him a ridiculous question.
“Do you need a reason to attend to your boss?” He lifted a side of his mouth and stood up, his hands inside his pocket; waiting for Nathalie to reply.
“Well—” Nathalie stopped trying to start an argument when she saw Johannes staring at her still. “Yes, boss.” He smiled at her and went back to his swivel chair. Johannes stayed cooped up in his desk until midnight. He did not even notice the time until he called Nathalie and the woman did not reply; which was unusual.
Johannes stood up from his seat and went to her desk. He saw Nathalie sleeping on her table with one arm. Her position looked uncomfortable and she looks slightly shivering from the cold of the air-conditioned room.
“She could have asked me,” Johannes murmured. He glanced at his watch, “I’m sure she did not eat dinner as well.” He took off his coat and placed it on Nathalie’s back before heading outside his office.
He drove to the nearest fast food that was still open by that time. “Two orders of spicy chicken. One hot coffee and a large vanilla iced coffee.” He simply told the woman who was staring at him the moment he entered the place.
“To-go,” he added as he took his card from his wallet and gave it to the cashier.
“He looks familiar,”
“You’re right,”
“I think I saw him on television,”
“He looks like a model,”
“Wow, and he eats McD*nald’s? Cool!”
“I want to take a photo with him!”
“Do you think he has a girlfriend already?”
“With that looks? I bet he had plenty!”
Johannes did not bother looking at those people whispering around him. He was so used to it that he did not mind at all. “Here’s your order, thank you, sir! Come again!” The woman joyfully told him as her cheeks flushed in red. Johannes took the order and went to his car.
Nathalie woke up on the couch in Johannes’s office. She glanced at her wristwatch, ‘Two in the morning?’ She rubbed her temple and looked around the office. Johannes is not there but his coat is on her lap.
“Did he eat something bad?” She chuckled. Nathalie noticed some meds on the table and concluded that her boss had indigestion.
“I ate the food you liked best and it gave me indigestion.” Nathalie’s eyes widened and turned to where she heard the voice. She thought she was alone! Nathalie fixed her hair and sat up straight.
“B-Boss,”
“Eat.”
“Huh?”
“I said eat. Did working overtime turn you deaf?” He asked, annoyed since he really had an upset stomach. He had never eaten that meal before, it was his first time and he deeply regretted it.
Johannes sat on the couch across Nathalie’s. He massaged the bridge of his tall nose as he sighed. “Do you need medicine? Should I buy—”
“I said eat.” His voice brought shivers down Nathalie’s spine. She immediately took the utensils and started eating the now cold chicken. It tasted good in her mouth as she was starving since six in the evening. She finished the meal in less than fifteen minutes.
Nathalie did not even notice that Johannes had been watching her eat. He hid a smirk behind the hand that covered his mouth. ‘Damn it.’ He cursed under his breath when he realized he was grinning. Johannes was confused.
He took off his coat when he noticed her feeling cold. Johannes moved her to the couch so she could sleep comfortably and he even bought her a meal from her favorite fast food.
Johannes loosened his tie and stood up.
“Go home now.”
“Yes?”
“Have you really gone deaf?”
Nathalie stood up, and took Johannes's coat, “I’ll have it dry clean and give it to you tomorrow,” she said, Nathalie was surprised when she saw the coat on her but she dared not ask him why was it there. Why did he buy her food? And why… did she wake up in a different place like a kid who accidentally slept on a sofa while watching television?
Nathalie kept her mouth shut until she came to her unit. She stared at the coat in her hand, “I wish I am wrong. No… I’m sure this is just my nonsense presumption,” she sighed. Nathalie put the coat on the table and went to her bed.
She then took her laptop and worked for another hour before closing it to rest her eyes. She reached for her phone when a notification popped.
Nathalie dropped her phone when she panicked as she reached for her keys.
“Nathalie did not come to work?” Johannes asked the clerk when the man informed him of Nathalie’s absence. Johannes looked at his phone as he entered the office.
He tried calling the woman but she did not answer. His brows furrowed. Where is Nathalie? He made sure the woman came to her unit safely last night; Johannes followed her before going straight to his mansion. He drove away when Nathalie entered the building.
“Where are you?” He stared at his phone. It was the first time in five years that Nathalie disappeared without telling him. She was occasionally asking him for a leave though Johannes never asked where she wet on those days.
The man immediately sighed when he realized he was worrying again. “Just why the hell am I feeling like this?” He asked himself but did not get an answer.
He took his spare phone from the drawer and scanned through the numbers in the contacts. He called it and a woman answered.
[Hey pretty boy. You called,] her flirtatious voice annoyed Johannes but he was more irritated by the resurging feelings inside his chest.
“Meet me.” The woman in the other line chuckled and agreed. In less than an hour, a woman in a black, fitted, spaghetti, strapped dress entered his office. She was beautiful.
When she saw Johannes, she immediately devoured his lips. The man kissed her back as he placed her on his lap. They kissed and kissed until Johannes’s phone rang.
“Ugh,” the woman moaned when Johannes pushed her gently.
Johannes reached for his phone and answered it when he saw a familiar number, [Boss,]
“What?” He coldly asked as if he was not looking for her the entire morning. The woman on his lap was rubbing her breast against his chest but he could not care less. Johannes was preoccupied with Nathalie right now.
[I’m sorry but I think I’d be gone for a whole week.]
“Do you want to get fired? I need you in the office!” He shouted, slightly angered by Nathalie’s absence and her leave-taking. A week? A whole week? Nathalie had never asked him to be on leave for that long!
Johannes had been too used to her presence and assistance that he would not function the like usual with her absence. [Boss—]
“No.” Johannes heard her sigh. Her breathing was deep and heavy but he did not compromise. Nathalie did not tell him why she would be absent and he bet he can’t accept her reasoning whatever it is.
[Alright. I’d be there tomorrow. I really can’t go back right now, boss.] She argued patiently. Johannes pushed the woman from his lap and stood up. He massaged the bridge of his nose.
“Where are you? I’m coming.”
Johannes waited for her answer but she ended the call instead. The man sighed raspily while staring at his phone. He threw it on the floor as he loosened his tie. “Damn it!” He was even annoyed when he realized his irritation when his secretary ended the call. “How dare you drop the call?” he clenched his jaw and took a deep breath. The woman inside his office snaked her arm around Johannes and slightly bit his ear. “Why are you vexed? Hmm?” She asked, playing with the curls at the tip of his hair. Johannes slapped her hand. “Don’t touch my hair.” He coldly said. The woman smiled. “Playing hard?” She clung her arm to his neck and kissed him. Johannes pushed her and wiped his lips harshly. “Get out.” “What?!” She was annoyed. The man had called her after a decade, does he think her time was free? She did her best to sneak out of his manager’s radar. She is an actress, and she had been waiting for the famous Johannes Alejandro to look at her and now that she got her chance, but he w
Johannes smirked, “You looked like you’ve lost all the blood in your body. Move, you’re starting to hurt my manhood,” Nathalie flushed red as she stood up immediately. It was damn embarrassing! She did not even notice she was on top of that!She faked a cough, “You have a family dinner at Vienna Hotel at seven, boss,” she discussed other agendas Johannes had.Nathalie was too stunned, but she could not really have herself overwhelmed by the playfulness of her boss. She knew… Nathalie knew very well how much of a womanizer this man was.And Johannes had never looked at her with that much interest before! Or… that’s what she wanted to believe. The man had always respected her private space, something that was rare. Nathalie shrugged off the thought from her mind and went on with her daily tasks. A week had passed just like that, and she’s currently reviewing some reports regarding the proposal the board submitted to Johannes. He doesn’t read anything unless Nathalie was the one passing
"Greatly embarrassed with what she asked, Nathalie simply agreed to what Johannes wanted. She ate lunch with him that day, but she never knew that there would be following invites from her boss. "Dinner?" Nathalie asked, still finishing what she was typing. She then glanced at her boss and raised her brows, "I am quite busy with the annual reports, boss," she said. Hoping that Johannes would let her go. It had been over a week since he asked her out to eat. To eat. And they really did nothing but eat in fancy restaurants around the city. It gave Nathalie the assurance that Johannes didn't have much interest in her and simply wanted a companion to have meals with. "Report? It's that time of the year already?" He asked, leaning to her desk again, placing one arm on the desk. His body was so close to the woman Nathalie needed to push herself back a little to back away from him. Just enough distance to make a space between them. Johannes was still reading the report when his phone r
"Ms. Taylor, this is what you requested," Ruth, an employee, gave her a pile of folders. She took them from her and went inside the office. She did not expect a woman to be there because Johannes had stopped bringing one for over a week. The woman smiled at Nathalie, "You're Johannes's secretary?" Nathalie smiled back. She put the folders on the table and greeted her. "Yes, I'm Nathalie Taylor. You are?" she handed her right and raised her brows. The woman reached for it and did a handshake. "Samantha Wheeler," Nathalie then remembered seeing her from somewhere, "Oh, you were the one who visited the boss last time. What brought you here, Ms. Wheeler?" She asked though she was sure it would be because the man would have her entertain him for the rest of the day. Samantha stared at her, reading her expressions, and it seemed like she had improved in doing so. Samantha smirked, "You think I'm one of his women, don't you?" Nathalie was surprised. She slightly froze and pulled her hand
Nathalie could still vividly remember that day. The sounds of breaking things in their house. The beggings of her mother, asking those men to stop. Her brother crying behind her. Nathalie could still remember, and to this day, she's still cursing her father for doing that to them. Her mother left them to her grandparents the next day, and she had only heard the news of her passing the next year because of an accident. Nathalie could not even mourn for her poor mother as she was busy attending to her brother, who was hospitalized that week. Nathalie tried looking for her father to ask him for help since she could not do anything as a mere minor. Her grandparents were too old to work. They are in the hide because loan sharks might show up anytime, and Nathalie doesn't want the burden that her parents left them to be passed on to her poor grandparents. They were good to the siblings. Though they could not provide them luxury like what the other grandparents in that town are doing to th
Johannes loosened his tie as he knelt down to level with Nathalie, who was still sleeping soundly. He took his phone and contacted Clinton to make a delivery of a hot porridge from his favorite restaurant in New York. They don't create porridge, but if they'd hear the request is from Johannes, they would indeed comply. He's friends with the owner of the restaurant and has been visiting there since day one. Johannes searched the internet for the things that he should do for a sick person. He had no idea what he should do. It was the first time he's put his hands on a person with a fever, and he did not want to mess up for some reason. "Why's there so many? Are these even true?" He complained when he was welcomed with at least a hundred recommendations. He was not often on the internet because he always had someone to search for things for him. Johannes rarely even uses his phone for such stuff. He does not even open his social media a lot! It would have been a miracle if he'd been on
A week passed and things got back to normal. Johannes does not even act the way he acted before which gave Nathalie more confusion. Especially when a woman comes into the office. "Boss? He's out for a meeting, ma'am. How may I help you?" Nathalie asked. The woman looks like she's in her mid-twenties. She's wearing a light blue, casual dress down to the top of her knee paired with a flat doll shoe that makes her look even younger. She looks lovely. "He called me. Can I wait inside?" Even her voice sounds angelic. She tucked her hair behind her ear as she looked at Nathalie. The employees in the company aren't even surprised that another woman is lurking around the office. It had stopped for a couple of days, but of course, Johannes being the Johannes, women would line up again. They are even betting sometimes how many he'd flirt with this month, especially since the end of the year is nearing. Johannes kept this profile around the company. He did not have this image since the sta
Johannes's POV I woke up with a headache. I drank a lot last night. I saw soup on the table, and it was still hot. There was a note beside it, and I know too well to whom it belongs. I don't know if I should smile or feel agitated that she's acting the same even after what I said last night. I also did not know why I said that out of the blue. There was an urge in my chest, behind my head, telling me to ask her out. *** Last night... "Date me," I saw her freeze a little when I said that. She stepped back and smiled awkwardly at me. "Your next appointment will be in ten minutes, boss," she scans the tablet she's holding as she avoids my gaze. "You're avoiding me, Nathalie," "We're here for work, boss," "Exactly. I'm the boss. I decide. I'm the rule, Nathalie Taylor," her eyes stared directly at me. Her ocean blue eyes look like a surging ocean, unsure of what she needs to do next. I smirked. "I can wait for your answer, silly. You don't have to look so troubled," I said bef