"In that case, I will need to see for myself if you are really good as you claim to be," He said with a glint in his eyes, "Starting today you will work as my secretary."
I was taken aback with his words. I stared at him disbelievingly still processing. I wanted to protest but no word would come out. Even if I was able to speak up, I couldn't refuse him. He would take away my job.
"If you are done daydreaming, then go bring me coffee," He ordered.
I mechanically walked out of his office, still thinking about everything that happened. I was still in shock to even understand if this was a reality or a nightmare.
I took out my phone to call Jace but stopped before dialling his number. He would ask me to resign and I can't do that. I decided it was best to not tell him.
But I would need to talk to Ethan though, sooner or later he will find out and before he can tell Jace I will need to convince him to keep it a secret. I had no other option but to keep working no matter what happens.
I came to my floor to prepare his coffee since I didn't see any pantry on the top floor.
"Milo, where were you?" I heard Ethan from behind me, "I was searching for you everywhere. I asked you to stay at your desk, why weren't you there?"
I told him everything that happened. I begged him to not tell Jace, I was on the verge of crying when he promised he won't tell Jace anything.
"That bastard," He cursed, "Milo, I won't tell Jace but you need to promise me you will not do anything that could harm you in any way and if he ever tries to hurt you, you will come to me directly."
"Yes, I will. Thank you," I said gratefully. I picked up the coffee and made my way to his office. I knocked and entered the office. The cup slipped from my hand at the scene in front of me.
A woman and Ryan were in each other arm kissing passionately. His fingers were tangled in her hair while she moaned, making me want to puke.
They soon noticed me and broke away from each other. I couldn't help myself but feel hurt.
"Ryan baby, who is he?" The woman asked, eyeing me with annoyance.
"A clumsy secretary," He said looking at the spilt coffee on the ground.
"Aren't you going to clean that up?" She asked me with a hint of self-satisfaction.
"I am sorry," I said averting my eyes from them, "I will clean it up at once."
I started to pick pieces of the cup, my eyes filling up with tears. I tried my best to appear calm and not let them notice my teary eyes but they didn't even notice me when I left the office.
I found the cleaning lady to clean up the floor but instead, the woman asked me to do it since I was the one who spilt the coffee. I moved to take the mop from the lady despite her protest when Ryan spoke up.
"Go get me another coffee," He ordered me again, "let her do the cleaning. You are wasting my time."
"It is time for you to leave now," He said to the woman still on his side.
I promptly made my way out of the office before I can watch them kissing goodbye again.
Who was she? Why were they holding each other so lovingly? What was their relationship? These thoughts kept swirling in my head even though I had no business thinking them. It has been more than five years we parted ways and yet my heart still broke to see him with someone else.
"Hey, Milo, is that you?" I turned around towards the voice.
What was with all the people from my past appearing in front of me one by one?
"Jackson," I said.
"So, you remember me," He said smiling his brightest smile, "I feel so happy. How are you?"
"Good," I replied monotonously, "What are you doing here?"
"I heard my best friend is back from overseas," He said chuckling, "I had to see for myself if the devil was still alive and kicking. What are you doing here?"
"I work here," I said surprising him but he quickly covered it with his another blinding smile.
"Well, can you direct me to the doors to the hell?" He asked.
I directed him to Ryan's office as quickly as I can.
I took my time to look for the pantry on the floor and made the coffee leisurely. I didn't want to enter the office when Jackson was still inside. Jackson was always a good guy but I never felt safe around him and stayed away from him as much as I can.
Once Jackson left, I entered and put the coffee on the table. Ryan didn't even look up, he was immersed in his work. I stood awkwardly awaiting his next order.
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Flashback
Today was my first day of Crypton High. Crypton High was the best school in the country, only meant for the richest and elites of the society. With expert teachers from all over the world hired to teach students, their education surpassed every other institution in the country.
Every year they take a universal exam for the unprivileged kids and based on the backgrounds they offer scholarship and free education at Crypton High for three students. Many said it was only for the show to make people think the board members were generous and charitable.
But now that I am here, I would work hard and make use of the scholarship I earned by studying hard every single night in the orphanage. Even if it could be for the show I was getting the chance to pursue an education in such an elite institute.
I looked around to see the campus almost empty. I arrived before everyone else hence there weren't many students or teacher.
"Excuse me, can you tell me where is room no 205?" I asked a passing student. He looked me up and down and I got self-conscious. He was dressed in what looked like the most expensive and fashionable jacket while I was wearing a simple white t-shirt and blue jeans.
"Wait, did you say 205?" He asked surprised, an evil smirk taking over his face.
"Yes," I answered.
"3rd building 2nd floor," He said smiling evilly, "and good luck."
I walked away in confusion.
"3rd building 2nd floor," I kept muttering to myself as I walk toward my new room.
I was excited to meet my new roommate. What type of person could he be? I hope he is kind and we could be really good friends.
I opened the door to my room with the spare key.
"Hello, I am the new roommate," I said closing the door behind me but no answer came. So, my roommate must not have arrived yet.
I looked around the room and oh my god, there are books scattered on the ground. Is it a sauce or blood mark on the wall! Broken bottles on the table and on floor.
Holy molly, someone is lying on the bed under the blanket. Is he sleeping or dead? His one hand bloodied and bruised is sticking out of the blanket. He stirred giving me a shock, not a dead body, thank god.
I put my bags on another bed. I wanted to speak to the person sleeping on another bed but it was better to wait till he wakes up. I started to clean the room picking up all the trash when I heard him grunting.
I saw his face to see him shooting daggers at me, my cleaning seems to have disturbed his sleep.
"Hello, I am your new roommate, my name is Milo," I said smiling extending my hand.
"Who are you?" He asked in a sleepy voice still glaring.
"I am your new roommate," I answered confused.
"Yes, yes, I get it," He said irritated, "Who are you? Which family?"
"Family?" I asked more confused.
"Wait, are you a scholarship student?" He asked with surprise in his tone.
"Yes," I said smiling brightly, "I hope we will get along."
He doesn't say anything and kept staring at me making me uncomfortable. Is there anything on my face? I badly want to touch my face and clear whatever is there. From his looks, I haven't made a very good impression on him. Will he kick me out of the room? Oh my god, what should I do then? What if I don't get another room? I start to panic with these thoughts.
"Daydreamer," He says abruptly breaking my chain of thoughts.
"If you want to live in this room without breaking any bones, never touch my things, never disturb my sleep, and never ask me any questions," He said picking up his jacket and left the room.
End of Flashback
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"Hey, daydreamer, back to earth," I heard him staring at me.
"If you are finished swimming in your head, make these reservations," He said passing me the file. I left his office thankful for the work. I am going to prove that I was good at my job.
I returned to the desk set up in front of his office, I will have to bring all of my belongings here.
I started reading what was given in the file, unable to believe the contents.
"Monday Lisa 7 pm Sinva hotel, Tuesday Rose 9 pm Castle pub, Wednesday...," I muttered and shut the file.
What the hell!!!
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