Austin's POV
"Ms. Eunice, please come in and bring all the proposals from the schools in Zambales," I said through the intercom.
"Copy, sir. Coming." She replied stylishly.
A few moments later, the door opened. She entered, swaying her hips, as if in a movie scene. Almost her entire chest was exposed, and with a little movement, her panties could be seen. She outdid the waitresses in the bars we friends frequented. My friends looked at her as if watching a live show. I shook my head.
"Sir, here are the files you need," she said, bowing. I knew it was intentional. But I'm not stupid. I'm human, yes, a man, but there's a limit to self-respect and discipline. So even though I've been longing for the warmth of the body for a long time, I chose to avoid it. Especially now... I know where Faith is.
"Thank you. You may leave now." I didn't look at her anymore.
"Ms. Eunice," I added quietly, so only we could hear. "Starting tomorrow, wear proper office attire. Below-the-knee skirt. Blouse with a high neckline."
She looked at me, pretending to be innocent. "Why, sir? Isn't this okay? I'm comfortable with this."
She sat in front of the desk, confidently. I could see her red panties again. I closed my eyes. Not because of temptation, but out of annoyance. Doesn't she know how hard it is to control oneself in such situations?
"Just follow my order. That's final. Go back to your workplace." My voice rose slightly. My friends looked. Eunice's face turned red.
She stood up, not as confident as before. But before she could leave—
"Ms. Eunice, please order lunch from my usual restaurant." I just wanted to remind her. There's a line, and she should respect it first.
"Noted, sir." She replied softly before finally leaving.
"Wohh, what was that bro?" Glen joked. "You're ruining the vibe. Eunice is so sexy. Don't you want a 'sexetary' by your side every day?"
I shook my head. "If you want to pursue her, that's your life."
"No way bro," Glen interjected, laughing. But it was obvious.
"You're pretending, I can see in your eyes you like her too, idiot." Casniel said, his laughter echoing.
But Hero turned to the important topic. "Didn't you already choose a school in Zambales for your donation?"
I had chosen one. In the farmlands. But because I know Faith is there…
"I'll make it two schools now. I'll visit Zambales next week."
"Can I go with you?" Hero asked, excitedly like a child.
"What about your business here?" I asked back.
"Don't forget, we're bosses here. We can leave anytime."
"You make it sound like always traveling even without purpose. What if you have a wife?" Glen said, shaking his head.
"That's not in my mind yet. I just wanna have fun, bro. You know, YOLO, right?" Hero replied, but there was sadness behind the laugh.
"Maybe your Dad will kill you out of annoyance!" Casniel said, laughing.
"Whatever."
I quietly rummaged through the papers.
"What school is Faith's again?" I asked, suddenly back to reality.
"Sampaloc Elementary School," Hero answered.
But the name of the school wasn't in the proposal I was holding. Something's wrong. I called Eunice again.
"Ms. Eunice, why isn't there a proposal from Sampaloc Elementary?"
"I–I don't know, sir. That's all that was passed to me," her voice trembling.
There's nervousness. But why?
"Find it. You won't go home until you find it. All the schools that submitted."
A moment later, there was a knock. Eunice entered, holding a paper.
"Sir, sorry… it was mixed with other files." She said, but not sincerely. There's still a tone of flirtation.
I snatched the paper from her hand, along with a cold sigh, and started reading the proposal. Quietly, Eunice sat in front of me, obviously waiting for tasks.
The content of the proposal is beautiful, meaningful, full of emotion, and above all, full of care. At the bottom of the page, the name of the maker appeared: Faith.
I wasn't surprised. That's why... that's why I feel the heart in every word.
I turned my gaze to Eunice to give instructions.
"Contact the principal of this school. Find out what else they need."
She nodded quickly. "Copy, sir," she replied, standing up and about to leave.
"And check my schedule for next week. Move all my meetings to this week."
"But sir, some are in other countries like Mr. Baltazar."
"Let him be, his proposals are worthless anyway." Mr. Baltazar is cunning, but he won't get over on me. I won't invest billions in his failing company due to his negligence.
I rubbed my temple.
"Is your head hurt? Do you want me to massage it?" While speaking, Eunice was walking towards me from behind, swaying her hips. Before I could speak, she touched my head and pressed her chest against it. The heck! I pushed her hands away and looked at her sternly.
"Come on Austin, I'm just being kind."
I stood up. "What did you call me? Let me remind you, Ms. Eunice, this is a workplace. Be decent. I'm your boss."
She left huffily.
"I'll tell to Godmother you always scold me."
"Go on."
"Let me massage you, Eunice, my head hurts too… the one below," Glen interjected, and everyone laughed.
Eunice rolled her eyes at him before leaving. "Tse!"
Casniel teased him. "You're really an idiot!"
My office filled with laughter.