โThirty Thousand dollars?โ Mia stared at her laptop screen, her mouth wide open. She quickly typed a message to the client, her fingers flying over the keyboard. This was going to be her first big client ever since her graduation. Given the amount of offer they had made, she was expecting a heap of struck instructions she would have to abide by. โExcuse me. May I know whether you are a gentleman or a lady?โ The website played as a bridge between clients and freelance designers. The clients had the option to use their real name or not, but most of them did not bother setting up a profile. Most of the profiles in the listing were nothing but the default grey icon, with no way to tell the clients gender. โMaleโCame the client's reply. โI see, do you have specific requirements regarding the design sir?โ Mia leaned forward and propped her chin on one hand, bracing herself for a long list of demands. It didnโt take long for the client to write back, โI have seen the designs you pos
โDid I disturb you? I will try to keep my voice down.โ Startled, mia clamped her mouth with her hand and looked him apologetically. Darren shook his head and walked to her bed. Then, he slumped into it and inhaled her sweet fragrance. Propping his head on his arm, Darren closed his eyes. โ what happened why are you so happy?โ He asked casually. โDonโt lie on my bed Darren,โ Miaโs cheek puffed as she tried to pull his arm. He was tall and heavy. Finally she gave up and sat on the chair beside the desk. โI met a wealthy generous client who asked to design for him. I just submitted my draft and got paid. Darren opened his eyes and looked at her grinning with joy, โ then you donโt have to go for the drug trail, thatโs good.โ Mia smiled she rested her chin and the palm of head and poked the lamp on the desk with one finger. โ why donโt you ask me how much I have earned?โ โI don't need your money, I donโt care how much you have thatโs your business. I only wish for you not to go
Darrenโs face darkened. His didnโt believe the restaurant that belonged to the Preston group had such a poor service. The workers disrespected the diners. He wondered how Micheal managed his subordinates? He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the manager, โwhat makes you think that we wouldnโt order food? You blindly believe their words without listening to us.โThe argument caught everyoneโs attention. They stopped eating and gawked at them. Several passerby outside were also peeking into the restaurant through the glass door. The manager broke out in a cold sweat, after all the quarrel wuld affect the restaurant reputation. If the media covered the news, people would not come to the restaurant again. โIโve inquired from the two waitresses and they said you two were causing trouble out of nothing, how dare you question me?โ The restaurant manager grew desperate and anxious to resolve the problem as soon as possible. He picked up the walkie-talkie on his chest and sai
Mia finally snapped out of her astonishment when the owner of the restaurant left with his staff. She quietly stared at Darren, โ how can you be so calm?โ She wondered. โDaren! What just happened? Why are the owner of this restaurant nice to you? Besides, he didnโt prove the issue to find out what really happened. How can he be so sure that the waitresses were rude to us?โ Mia fired one question after the other. โHe didnโt have to question. High end restaurants always handle problems like these with care because they canโt afford to lose thier reputation. The manager and waitresses were thoughtless, but the owner knew what to do. After all, losing even one customer would impact on thier buisness because reputation is their biggest asset.โ Darren explained. Bitting her lips, Mia nodded in understanding. Darrenโs words made sense. โSpeaking of whichโฆโฆโshe grinned and playfully nodged his shoulders. โYou were domineering like you were his boss.โ โGangster like us, had to put on
Darren pressed every inch of his body against Miaโs. The woman was soon out of breath. She tried pushing him away with all her might. โDโฆDarrenโฆdonโt bite meโฆ. You are too heavy. Youโre crushing me.โ She turned around, trying to dodge his move, but he cupped her cheeks, trapping her face in place. Mia couldnโt move as he continued to kiss her deeper. Darren hoisted Mia on his lap and cupped her bum bum. Just as their kiss deepened, the car skidded to a halt as James slammed the brakes. The force propelled Mia and Darren forward, and the back of her head almost hit the seat. James was still in a state of shock. โThat was close. I almost ran into a Dogโฆ.โHe turned around and said, โ Boss, here we areโฆ.Ehโ James was startled. He didnโt realise what Darren and Mia were doing until now. His face flushed with Embarrassment, and he quickly turned away. Darren took a deep breath and looked at James as he tried controlling his raging hormones. โYou're an excellent driver, James.โThen
A beam of sunlight fell on Miaโs face. She winced and rubbed her eyes, and realised that it was already morning. Her throat was dry, and there was a dull pounding at her temples. It appeared that she was drunk the previous night. Mia scratched at her messy hair and padded to the bathroom una daze, intending to freshen herself up. When she faced the mirror, however, she was horrified to find her chest and neck dotted with red Marks, which were decidedly not insect bites. โDarren Edward!โ Mia screamed at the top of her lungs, her face burning. โYou called for your husband?โ Darren said as he sauntered to the bathroom. A thin sheen of sweat covered his sculpted face, and his grey shirt was damp at the chest. โWhat did you do to me last night?โ Mia demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. Darren raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at the hickeys around her neck. โYouโre seriously asking me what I did to you? Shouldnโt you be asking what you did to me? You started it al, yo
The following week, Mia took precautions to avoid running into Sam, but kept on hinting at her from time to time. One morning, she went to the convenience store downstairs to buy some coffee. As she waited in line, two women glanced at her and started whispering to each other. โ isnโt that the woman from the design department who hooks up with Sam?โ โ yeah I think so!โ Mia overhead, the loud whispering and frowned deeply. โ What are you about?โ The two women were shocked by her sudden confrontation. They quickly shook their heads and smelled and embarrassedly. โ not nothing we mistook you for someone else, thatโs all.โBut that wasnโt the last Mia heard of this. She soon realised that someone from the design department must have spread pleasant rumours about her and Sam. And those rumours spread like wildfire. Some colleagues who used to be nice to mua even started to keep their distance from her. Previously, Mia was viewed as a well mannered, kind young woman in the design dep
Pamela eyed Mia warily. She never wouldโve thought that Mia would see to make a scene in public. โYou lunatic! How dare you record me? I was having a private conversation with a colleague! This is an invasion of my privacy!โ She was so anxious that her voice turned shrill. As she berated Mia, she tried to grab the phone from her. But Mia acted quickly and dodged her advance. Looking at Pamela sharply, she says, โyou defamed me first. Iโm going to call Mr. Sam right now. We can confront each other in his presence.โ Then she walked out of the tea room and went straight to the director's office. She knocked on the door politely and announced, โMr. Sam, itโs Mia.โ Sam snickered, thinking that Mia had come around so soon. โCome in. Whatโs up? He asked, feigning a concerned expression. Mia opened the door and smiled slightly. โMr Sam, could you come out here please? Thereโs an emergency you need to deal with.โ Was she actually asking him for help? Awesome. Sam cleared his throat and
โYouโre just so impossible, how can you get jealous so easily?โ Suddenly Miaโs face turned red, she lowered her gaze unable to look at Darrenโs face. She tried to push him away and pleaded, โplease step back, you are too close.โ She was trapped, being pressed by Darrenโs body and the kitchen sink behind her. โI have a question!โ Darrenโs deep voice came from above her head, his breath rusty her hair slightly. Clenching his fist, the man cleared his throat and asked in a gruff voice. โBetween me and him, who has a better figure?โ Immediately as the words left Darrenโs lips he felt incredibly embarrassed. He knew it was a stupid question, but he just wanted to hear Mia praise him to his face. Standing there and thinking for a long time, Mia stole a glance from the corner of her eyes. For a second, it seemed that broad figure matched that of the man in the elevator. โ Actually, you have similar builds.โ Darren frowned, with pursed lips he said โ we canโt exactly be the same!โ โ
Mia got back home, and found the apartment empty. Hours ticked by and yet there was still no sign of Darren. Finally at eleven, Mia heard the sound of the door unlocking, she walked to the door subconsciously. When the door swung open, she met Darrenโs gaze. The man looked exhausted, he put away the key and said curiously. โI thought you were exhausted from working overtime. Why arenโt you in bed yet?โ โI got to take things easy today, anyways I cooked fish and sour sauce. Have you had dinner yet?โ She should have been in bed by now. For some unknown reasons though, Mia had decided to wait for him or maybe the excitement of what she wanted to say to him. After a moments of silence, she asked hesitantly, โwhy are you so late today?โ She had been working overtime, these past few days, so she was out of the apartment early and back late at night. She hasnโt seen Darren in almost three days.โFish with sweet and sour sauce? Thatโs great, I havenโt eaten dinner yet.โ Darren shrugge
The following Monday, Mia showed up at the office with dark circles around her eyes. โDid you spend the weekend in prison? You look terrible!โ Brenda commented as she pulled out her chair and sat down, munching on a hot dog. โThe cooperation project I am hardling is moving so fast, I needed to work overtime for two consecutive days,โ Mia drawled and yawned. She was so tired that she felt she would doze off the next second. โWere you able to finish?โ Leaning on her table, Mia nodded weakly. โIt was finished this morning.โ As the two of them chatted idly, Tiffanyโs voice rang out from behind them. โThompson, please see me in my office.โ In a daze, Mia raised her head. Brenda shot her a sympathetic look then stuck out her tongue like a little child. โSounds like you will need to review your drawings, good luck!โ Barely holding herself together, Mia trudges into Tiffanyโs office. โYou look exhausted. I never thought anyone here would work harder than meโ Tiffany sipped her coffee.
In a daze, Mia trudged back to her desk. โBrenda, Mr. Micheal wouldnโt make a huge fuss out of us employees, would he?โ Mia whispered to her colleague, her voice riddled with anxiety. โNahhh, I donโt think so. After all a boss should be be open minded. But maybe his capable of making mountains out of molehills. Who knows I canโt read mindsโ Brendaโs cryptic answers only served to make Mia even more uneasy. What if she had offended Micheal? The next day, when Mia rushed to work, she ran into Micheal at the gate of the company. Eyes darting around nervously, she managed to pluck up the courage to approach him anf apologize โMr Micheal, excuse me. About what happened yesterdayโฆโฆโ But before she could finish her sentence, when Micheal saw her approaching, he immediately turned around and rushed back inside the car. He shouted at the driver anxiously, โgo get me out of here, hurry!โ Miaโs steps faltered as she watched the car zoom off. She was speechless.When she sat down at her d
โWhat?โ Micheal was scared out of his wits. His hands trembled and the teacup fell to the floor. He sprang up from the sofa and peeked out of the room to see if Darren was outside. Then, he looked at Mia and shook his head vehemently, โno I absolutely donot have a crush on you. Donโt talk rubbish, I did everything for the company and Mr Prestonโ. โWellโฆโฆ Mr Micheal it was just casual question, Iโฆโฆ.โ Starled by his reaction, Mia quickly stood up too, โ are you okay Mr Micheal?โ Iโm fine donโt come near me, stay away from me. Although only the two of us are here in this room, thereโs a third party watching us.โ With that he opened the door and stormed out of the room. He didnโt dare to stay in the same room with Mia anymore. Micheal completely forget that this was his own room. Mia frowned, her eyes still fixed on the door, dumbfounded by his reaction. She had thought about it a lot and didnโt expect Micheal to react this way. Even if her guess was wrong, he could have at least
The next day, as soon as Mia walked into the company, Tiffany called her into the office. Mia swallowed nervously, she couldnโt tell if Tiffany believed what Eva had said yesterday. โLind, your design was approved by the brown company. Go ahead and prepare for the project with them.โ Tiffany spoke briskly, not even glancing up at Mia when she entered the office. โWhat? But they rejected and criticized my work yesterday. How could they change their mind overnight?โ Miaโs jaw nearly dropped to the ground. Plus, what with the arrogant way Eva acted yesterday. Mia was under the impression that Tiffany had called inside her office to fire her. โWhy are you so surprised? Theyโre not blind, anyone could see your design was way better than the second proposal. Itโs obvious that the representative from the brown company didnโt know what they were talking about and only rejected your designs because she holds grudge against you. Anyways Mr Micheal contacted their chairman and now, Their CE
The chairman's question shocked Gerald. He walked to the sofa and slumped down, feeling helpless. โSir, please listen to my explanation. I did ask my girlfriend to evaluate the design draft. Butโฆ.โ He had involved Eva in the decision making process, just to please her, thinking it wouldnโt be a big deal. However, he didnโt expect the chairman to find out about it. Gerald broke out into a cold sweat, And didnโt dare deny his mistake. โGerald, how could you make a mistake at this critical moment? After a lot of hard work, our company has finally managed to collaborate with the Preston group. Donโt you know the design department has been outstanding in the Preston group in recent years? I had planned to take advantage of this collaboration to develop the Brown Company into a domestic preeminent modest luxury brand. We canโt make any mistakes. Do you understand?โ The chairman was furious. Gerald took a deep breath and said, โ please give me one last chance, I will undo all my mistakes
The chairman's question shocked Gerald. He walked to the sofa and slumped down, feeling helpless. โSir, please listen to my explanation. I did ask my girlfriend to evaluate the design draft. Butโฆ.โ He had involved Eva in the decision making process, just to please her, thinking it wouldnโt be a big deal. However, he didnโt expect the chairman to find out about it. Gerald broke out into a cold sweat, And didnโt dare deny his mistake. โGerald, how could you make a mistake at this critical moment? After a lot of hard work, our company has finally managed to collaborate with the Preston group. Donโt you know the design department has been outstanding in the Preston group in recent years? I had planned to take advantage of this collaboration to develop the Brown Company into a domestic preeminent modest luxury brand. We canโt make any mistakes. Do you understand?โ The chairman was furious. Gerald took a deep breath and said, โ please give me one last chance, I will undo all my mistakes
Embarrassed, Eva dropped her coffee down and said, โFor the time being, I hold no position.โHer goal was to marry into a rich and powerful family, why would she work for any company? The only reason why she was involved in this project in the first place, was because she had seduced Gerald into letting her do so. Micheal pushes his glasses against the bridge of his nose. โYour relationship with Mr Gerald is a private matter, but this collaboration project is a business affair between two companies, youโre just his girlfriend. You are in no position to determine which designs are going to be used, let alone slander our employees and our company.โ Eva flushed, humiliated. Who the hell was this man? How could he insult her in public like this? The more she looked at him, the more he seemed familiar. Eva thought she had seen him in the magazine before, but she couldnโt quite put her finger on it. Nevertheless, she shot up on her feet and glowered at him. โYou have offended me greatl