HE IS MINE

ELENA’S POV

As soon as I entered the kitchen, a hand grabbed me, yanking me backwards to face her. “Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?” she barked at me, her eyes full of disdain. 

“I don’t really have the strength to argue with you, Miss Dennis,” I mumbled lowly and looked away, deciding it was better to leave her without any drama. She yanked me again.

“Bitch, I’m talking to you!”

Oh boy. I was really hoping to work here without drawing any attention to myself. But this bitch is starting to seriously test me. I inhaled deeply before walking away from her, pretending she wasn’t talking to me as I reached for a scone to nibble on while I waited for Hilda.

She smacked my hand off the one I was about to take one, giving me a death stare. “Look, I don’t know who you are and why my Damien brought to personally to work for him. But I’m warning you, stay away from him. Don’t even think of making him yours. Damien is mine, got it?”

I stared at her for a while before letting out a maniacal laugh, pointing to her like she was crazy. She raised a brow, looking at me confused. “Oh my gosh,” I breathed in amusement. “Oh gosh, this retard is fucking delusional.”

Her face twisted in burning rage. “You motherfuckin...” she shrieked, raising her hand to hit me, but I blocked it. And gave her a bitch slap of my own. She reeled back in shock, I knew she wasn’t expecting it. 

“I’ve been trying so fucking hard to be calm and just be under the radar. It’s just my first day and I’m not supposed to be a bitch just yet, but you are starting to get on my nerves. Now listen and listen to me good,” I snapped, yanking her by the collar and pulling her close with an intimidating look in my eyes. I could see the fear seeping into her pupils and I relished in it. 

“I don’t have any flying fuck whether you’re in love with him or you just want to jump his bone. But if you so much as act like a bitch to me, I’d ruin you, in the blink of an eye. And your Damien wouldn’t even spare you a second glance. Got it?” When I didn’t get a response, I grabbed her neck and squeezed hard and she began to choke.

“GOT IT?!”

She struggled to nod, but she managed to do it and I finally let go of her, smiling sweetly like an innocent puppy. Just then Hilda walked in. 

“I’m sorry for keeping you waiting, Mrs. Vance,” she said, heading straight to the espresso machine. I watched all color drain from Miss Dennis’ face when she heard what Hilda said, her eyes widening at the wedding band on my finger. I turned to Hilda. 

“It’s alright, Hilda. I just got here myself,” I replied, taking an espresso cup. Mortified and obviously aware that she’d been defeated, she silently left the room. Hilda spoke first.

“Oh my God, she’s like such a bitch,” she exclaimed once we were sure Miss Dennis was out of earshot.

“She had to be put in her place. It’s just that I didn’t want to act like a brat on my first day at work,” I replied as she taught me what to do, waiting for the espresso to finish pouring out.

“Girl, she deserved what was coming for her,” Hilda remarked. “She’s been going on for ages now, about how Mr Vance is her man. All because he smiled at her once. He wasn’t even smiling at her, because he was talking to someone on the phone. But she won’t stop bitching about it ever since, bullying all the younger ladies who so much as greets him.” She laughed.

“Oh really?”

“Yup. I liked what you did, though and I was worried the move you pulled would make her run to the HR team to fire you. So I had to step in.”

I gasped in surprise. “Y-you saw me, when I___”

“Yes girl, that was a bitch ass move. And the slap, dammnnn! Shook me to my core. You and I are going to be very good friends,” she said, smirking as she added the second shot of cream and stirred. “There you have it. You cover it with a coaster and serve it on a tray with English biscuits to him. He hates to admit it but he does have a bit of a sweet tooth.”

I did as she asked, following her gratefully. “Thank you, Hilda. I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here. Really. You’re a lifesaver,” I said to her as the elevator rode back up.

“Honey, it’s your first day. We all don’t get it right the first time, so we need to help each other out.” We got out and I quickly went to get the coffee to Damien. Don’t want him bitching about my incompetence on the first day.

“You spent thirty-five minutes,” he said when I placed the tray before him. I didn’t reply, not even as much as an apology. He took a sip, and it seemed to pass his approval, although he didn’t say it and my shoulders sagged with relief. I turned to sit back down on the couch, awaiting his next instructions, when he stopped me.

“Nice power moves you got there, dealing with Miss Dennis,” I heard him say and I turned to face him, surprised.

“How did you__” I began but zipped my lips almost immediately when I realized how. He was the CEO, of course, he’d have access to the security cameras.

“Good girl.” His velvety, dark voice sent shivers down my spine.