Wrong Guy To Play With

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me loud and clear! You think you're the only one who's tired? My job is at stake, and you think this is the time to pretend to be sick?!”

Naomi took a deep breath, she's not going to let Tita get into her head so early in the morning.

“I called in sick because I was sick. And Mr Damon told me to take the day off..”

Tita laughed in mockery. “You think I'm going to believe that THE DAMON SINCLAIR, told you to take the day off?”

Naomi exhaled, why the hell did she mention Damon out of the blue? What good is this going to bring to this conversation?

“Look, forget I said that. I asked the HR about taking the day off, and she told me I could.”

“I don't care what she told you! Your discretion should have told me that this is a horrible time for a break! You were doing just fine hours ago, and all of a sudden, you're sick?!”

“I…” Naomi stammered

“You're lying, aren't you? If you're sick, why don't you show me the reports from the hospital then uh? You're telling me the HR allowed you to take a break without proof of your illness? That makes no sense!”

Tita had no clue how close Naomi was with Gina, the HR.

“I would never lie about something kike this. I've been working with the company for years and I never took a break! The HR understands that whatever my reason for being absent is, it's very much valid.” Naomi snapped.

“Are you raising your voice at me? The audacity of this woman!”

Naomi exhaled, maybe she shouldn't have yelled like that.

“I am sick Tita, and whatever proof you need, I won't be able to provide it for you. The HR didn't request for one and I don’t see a reason why I have to present you with my medical history.” Naomi blurted out before she could control herself.

“I am your team leader! I have every right to know why you're not at work!”

“And I explained to you that I am sick. What else do you want from me? You made me stay back at the office, re-doing the presentation for hours on end, and…”

“That's your job! Am I getting your paycheck? That's literally your job! You're telling me you feel sick doing a job you clearly are terrible at? Gina might buy that but I'm no fool!”

“I'm not saying you are..”

“You slept off at a man's house, didn't you? A man you're whoring around with! Didn't you?!” Tita snapped

“Wait, what?!”

“You heard me! That explains everything! You're just some stupid whore playing sick! Of course, what was I expecting from a divorcee trying to pay her bills? I get it.”

Naomi's fist balled in anger. She's had enough of Tita calling her a whore! She had no bloody right to call her names! Neither should she allow her to disrespect her this way…

“Miss Tita? Your attention is needed at the CEO’s office.” A voice said in the background.

Naomi heard Tita gasp in the background. “Mr Damon? He wants to see me?”

“I believe so. He's waiting.”

“Yes. I shouldn't keep him waiting.” Tita said in excitement.

“Did you hear that? The CEO wants to see me. Just wait till I tell him what you did and how you've been slacking at work! “

The line drops, and Naomi feels an overwhelming urge to toss her phone to the wall and scream in frustration.

And why the hell did Damon ask to see Tita anyway?

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Tita glanced at her reflection on the glass walls on her way to Damon's office, pulling her hair in place and reapplying her lip balm.

From the way she held onto her phone and the excitement in her eyes, she was looking forward to seeing her boss.

She placed a knock on his door and said in her sweetest voice.

“Mr Damon, it's Tita.”

No response.

Tita clears her throat once more. “Sir? You asked to see me. May I come in?” She asked once more.

“Come in.” Patrick said and Tita strolled into the office, shutting the door behind them with the mannerisms of a lovesick high schooler.

“Good afternoon Mr Damon. I hope your day has been nothing short of lovely.” She asked, staring at Damon in excitement.

Damon glanced up from the screen in front of him, his expression as cold as ever. He returned his gaze back to the screen without saying a word.

Tita winced but had her smile in place regardless.

Patrick cleared his throat. “Miss Tita, you're here because there's a bit of a problem with your work.” Patrick started.

“My work? What happened?” Tita asked, seeming worried.

“Your work has been..good. But, the problem is with your leadership and your relationship with Ms Naomi.”

Tita chuckled. “I knew it was only a matter of time before her incompetence became known to the management..”

Damon's eyes settled on Tita, ice cold and unfeeling. His entire body tensed up as he stared at Tita in silence.

“Mr Patrick, I understand that Mr Damon's empire wants nothing short of perfection. He wouldn't be able to build something this great if he had incompetent staff. I'm sure that his intentions with Diaz are no different but Mrs Naomi is not someone you want to have on board if you want the company to move forward..”

Patrick stared at Tita blankly. “Miss Tita, I would advise..”

“I understand that you want to confirm with me about Mrs Naomi's performance, but all I can say is, she's better off in the janitor's closet! She's so lazy and unwilling to work, she's always having one argument or another with her co-workers, and she's exceptionally disrespectful towards me.. “

Damon chuckled, leaning back on his seat and studying Tita in amusement. “Really?”

Tita nods eagerly. “Yes sir. Do you know she's a divorcee? And that she's been seducing all the married men in the company? Not only is she incompetent, she's…sleeping around as well.”

“Miss Tita, I'll advise you to be more careful with your use of words.” Patrick cautioned.

“No. Let her talk. It seems she has a lot to air out and it's only right that she does.” Damon said and turned back to Tita. “Tell me more.”

“Sir, she took a break from work today, claiming she's sick. But between you and I, she spent the night with a married man in a brothel! She's so shameless, sir, and working with the likes of her is of no good! She was even trying to seduce you, sir! Like you would ever glance her way!” Tita adds.

Damon chuckled once more, his eyes moving from Partick to Tita in amusement.

“And all this is true?”

“Yes sir! I wouldn't dare to lie to you! She claimed you told her to take a break from work too! Can you believe that, sir?”

“Patrick, show Mrs Tita the CCTV footage of her tossing coffee in Naomi's face a few weeks ago.. “

Tita's face paled.