Thank God no one heard me because—what the actual fu*k?
I didn't even know where to start. Was it his look, his face, his body? Oh my gosh. He looked beautifully dangerous—the kind of beauty one should be careful around. The sunlight on his face made him seem almost unreal. I had never seen someone so breathtaking. His silver, metallic eyes were cold, his nose sharp, his lips soft and pink, and his whole face perfectly sculpted.
And there he was, sitting majestically in his chair, staring at me.
Oh my God, what am I thinking? God, please help me, I said to myself, completely lost in thought. I stood up gently.
"So you're telling me to give you a second chance?" His voice sent chills down my spine.
With my gaze on the floor, I answered, "Yes, sir. Please, sir. I really need this job, and I'm very good at my work."
"I don't give people second chances," he said coldly. "But I'll pardon you. You'd better hope you meet my standards." His jaw tightened, as if remembering something unpleasant.
"Oh my God, I swear on my mother's grave, I won't disappoint you. Thank you so much, sir," I said, practically glowing with relief.
"You can both leave," he dismissed us.
My Raymond walked out first, and I followed, finally able to breathe.
"Thank you so much, Raymond, for helping me," I said, smiling at him. He nodded and smiled back.
"Let me show you to your office," he said, and I followed.
When we arrived, several people were already there. They stood up immediately when they noticed the head manager.
"Everyone, this is Hazel, the boss's new personal assistant," he announced.
"Hi, everyone," I said, smiling. They greeted me in return.
"This will be your workspace," he added.
Oh my gosh, this is amazing, I thought.
"Thank you," I said with a big smile.
He nodded and left. As I unpacked my things, a female colleague approached me.
"Hi. Oh my gosh, you're so pretty. I bet you'll have lots of enemies soon," she joked. I knew exactly what she meant—she was talking about our boss.
"Honestly, I'm here to work and mind my business," I said seriously.
"Of course. Sorry if I said anything wrong," she replied quickly.
"It's okay. I understand," I reassured her with a smile.
"I'm Isabelle. I just started here too—after two years of internship."
"Oh wow, that's great," I said. She seemed cheerful, reminding me of Hailey. I hope my baby is okay.
Isabelle and I clicked instantly. She showed me around and introduced me to others. After a long walk, we decided to get coffee.
That's when a bold, beautiful woman strutted past us, glaring.
"What's her problem? Who is she?" I asked.
"That's Tessa—the female supervisor. Rumor says she's the boss's favorite," Isabelle grinned. "And supposedly, the boss… gets involved with a lot of female employees. I heard he's a nymphomaniac."
"Oh my gosh, that's crazy," I laughed.
"You know what, I'm tired. Let's head back," she said.
When we returned, I sat down heavily.
"Wow, you must be exhausted," Isabelle said.
I rolled my eyes. "You're being dramatic."
Just then, my desk phone rang. I jumped before answering.
"Come to my office," a cold voice said. I didn't need to be told who it was.
"Alright, sir," I replied, shivering.
Oh my gosh, I'm being called. Personal assistant duty has begun!
"Isabelle, I'll see you soon," I said, rushing out.
At his door, I stopped to check my outfit, then walked in.
Damn. I'll never get used to his face.
"Sir, how may I help you?" I asked.
He arranged some documents silently and handed them to me.
"I want you to reprint these. And check my schedule."
"Yes, sir." I hurried out.
I got the documents printed, checked his schedule, and headed back.
Meanwhile, Alexander was reviewing paperwork when Tessa walked in with documents—clearly using it as an excuse.
She was wearing a small skirt and a shirt that's literally expose her boobs , and wanted to present the documents to him but this time around she as other plans like always.
" Boss " she called moving close to him and showing of her boobs.
" Uhm this are the documents that you told me to bring sir " she said looking at him seductively, moving more closer to him .
He look at her and he already understands what she is trying to do.
' One thing he likes about her that makes him keep her around was because of the fact that she was very smart and good at her job which was the reason why he also appointed her as the female supervisor. ' he stared at her with hunger.
" Ok hand them to me " he said and she did , while he was checking the document he was completely cut off guard cause she was already on her knees in front of him trying to unbuckle his trousers.
He was completely stunned but he didn't push her away.
" What do u think u're trying to do. " he said to her but she wasn't listening at all, and he smiled.
While she was trying to remove his d**k from his trousers, she was rubbing him with her hands, and then she successfully removed his d**k, and she grabbed his pen*s.
Just as things was about to devour him while things are getting intense—
Hazel walked in.
Her eyes widened in shock before she quickly snapped back to her senses.
"Oh—I'm so sorry! I should've knocked!" she blurted, then ran out of the office.
"Who the hell is that!?" Tessa snapped, glaring after her.
Alexander stood up and adjusted his clothes.
"Leave," he said.
"What? It's not a big deal. Let's just continue—I miss you," she insisted, touching him again.
He grabbed her hand firmly.
"I said leave," he repeated, jaw tightening.
Tessa froze, then left with her head down. But the moment she stepped out, her expression changed to pure hatred.
She swore to make Hazel pay.