Finally, in the comfort of her bed, Sarah couldn't get any sleep and was constantly rolling over in her bed. A vision of Ezra's angry face kept resurfacing every time she closed her eyes.
It was no secret that she made a mistake and dug herself a sinkhole into which she was gradually sinking.
Her staying on the job was going to either sink her deeply or raise her out of the sinkhole.
She turned around once more, this time examining her watch. She was still having trouble falling asleep at three in the morning. How could she when she had been told not to show her face again but was going to go against those orders?
Another person who could not sleep was Ezra; he kept debating whether Sarah was going to show up or not.
He doubted it, but from the phone call that Liam made to her in his presence, it appeared that she was going to show up.
He clenched his hands. His childhood nightmare had teamed up with his obnoxious brother.
He turned and found Penelope deep in sleep. He admired how she always slept the very second she got on the bed. Some people did, but not him; if he did, a nightmare always woke him up.
Before he knew it, the sun rose, and his butler was knocking on the door.
Penelope lifted her head, irritated.
"Yes, Amos, get in," Ezra said.
"I do not understand why you have to let him in when I am not dressed," she said, rolling her eyes.
Ezra looked over at her. She was under the beddings. He looked away, not in the mood to argue.
"Last night, you did not wake me up with one of your nightmares," she mocked.
"Good morning to you too, Penelope," Ezra replied.
The door opened and Amos walked in. He was a 58-year-old man, and his job was the usual butler job and importantly to assist Ezra around the house, especially in the morning.
He greeted the two and rolled the wheelchair near for his boss to get on.
Ezra got on and was wheeled to the bathroom. For unknown reasons, he appeared to be in a hurry and wanted to be at work early.
Amos placed everything that was needed for the bath near the shower and walked out to prepare the clothes and breakfast.
Before he was done with breakfast, Ezra was already done.
"I will eat at work, Amos," Ezra announced, instructing him to take him to the car.
"But sir, you do not have a secretary, and you trust no one; who will get you the food?" Amos asked, worried.
At the mention of the secretary, Ezra's jaw tensed up. He could only pray; Sarah was not going to show up.
"Order food for me then," he replied.
Amos took him to the car and drove him to Melrose.
Amos noticed that his boss was in a hurry; it was only 7 a.m., but he was behaving as if he had a board meeting.
They arrived at Melrose in minutes, Ezra's limousine was built in a way that allowed the back to open, allowing him to wheel out on his own. He hated it when he had to rely on other people to get around.
That's why he made sure his car, home, and company were customised to make his life in a wheelchair easier.
In addition, he had exclusive use of a private elevator at the back of his building that went all the way to his office, which was on the top floor.
No one was permitted near the elevator, and if they did, they were immediately dismissed. Except for Amos, of course, when he was out running errands,
His employees were never aware of his arrival or departure times.
The Elevator came to a complete stop at the entrance of his office and his eyes darted about as he rolled into the office.
His door was different from the door that led to his secretary and subsequently to the main exit from his office.
He looked at his watch; it was 7:20 AM, too early for anyone to be in the office. He was only early because he wanted to lock the front door.
As wheeled into the secretary's office, the sight of Sarah standing on top of the desk cleaning the cobwebs caught his attention.
Ezra stared in shock and gaped, unsure of whether to call security or yell at her.
Sarah was attempting to grab the final cobweb. She had her back to Eraz's door and was unaware that he was behind her.
She was a clean freak who detested dirt.
She arrived at the workplace early in the hopes of getting ready and settling in before Ezra entered. She assumed that Ezra would use the front door and proceed to his office; she was not aware of the back elevator in his building.
Ezra wheeled his chair straight for the table, expecting her to fall in the opposite direction, but to his shock, the shaking of the table tipped her, and she fell bridal style on his lap.
When Sarah realised she was sitting on someone's lap, she choked back her scream.
She slowly opened her eyes to find a frigid, chilly gaze. She could hear his rapid heartbeat and laboured breathing. He appeared to be on the verge of breathing out fire because of how warm his breath was.
Her green eyes caught Ezra's attention; they were just as stunning as he remembered them to be. They always made him smile, and his own eyes somewhat softened.
Sarah smiled and said "Hey…"
The door opened, and Liam walked into the beautiful sight.
He smiled, putting his hands into his pockets. "I knew you two were going to make up soon," Liam said out loud.
Ezra quickly snapped out of his gaze and pushed Sarah to the floor, sending her to hit the floor hard.
"ouch!" Sarah cried out.
Ezra left for his office, banging the door loudly behind him.
Sarah winced in fear as she looked up at Liam.
"Welcome to Melrose, and that's just a sip of my brother's tiny temper," he said, pulling out his hand.
Sarah held his hand as he pulled her up.
Her entire back hurt.
"How did you end up on his lap?" Liam asked, curious.
Sarah looked up. "I was cleaning, and I think he..." She tried to speak but realised Ezra had rummaged his chair into the table.
"That's Ezra, he bashed me too yesterday," Liam smiled. "Be prepared to be physically and mentally hurt."
"What?"
"I wrote that in the contract," Liam pointed out.
"I thought that was a metaphor?"
Liam smiled, "And this is your key card in case Ezra locks you out of the office; he usually does that," he winked and walked out of the office.
Sarah held her waist; she needed to take a seat. The worst she had expected was to be thrown out of the building, not physically thrown to the floor.
She looked in the direction of Ezra's office door and remembered his beautiful blue eyes staring back at her. She was sure his cold stare softened, but she stupidly waved and said "hey" like some stupid fool.
She cringed and closed her eyes, wanting the ground to swallow her.
On the other side of the door, Ezra was busy soaking his face with water. He had wheeled himself straight to the bathroom. "The lack of sleep had messed with his stupid head," he thought to himself.
The traitor was meant to tumble to the other side of the table, and if he had been lucky, she would have sprained her ankle, sued, and never revealed her obnoxious face, especially her eyes.
Once he was done, he returned to the office. The witch reported for work despite his warning. She was filthy, shameless and without morals, or self-respect.
He reached for his phone and was ready to call security when he stopped and dialled the secretary line stead.
Sarah swiftly picked up
"Come to my office!" Ezra's chilly voice resonated sending a tingle down her spine.
Sarah got up and put herself together.
The walk to the office felt heavy; she swallowed as she knocked and opened the door.
Ezra sat on his side of the desk, his cold, icy eyes fixed on the door as she walked in.
"STOP!" he ordered her to stop by the door.
He did not want her near his table, especially her stupid green eyes.
"What are you doing back in this building?" he asked.
"Work, sir," Sarah's voice mumbled.
Ezra closed his eyes, rubbing his temple.
"What did I say yesterday?" he yelled, hitting his desk.
Sarah swallowed, reminding herself of why she went back
"Grow up, Ezra; I am here to work, and I already signed a contract that you have to terminate if you do not want me here!" she yelled at him to his shock.
"I am going back to my desk, and if you need help or want me to do anything, call," she added, turning.
She stopped by the door and turned. "One of us needs to act like an adult if we are going to work together. I will ignore that million-dollar physical assault you attempted," she warned and walked out of the office.
Ezra let out a shocked gasp.
Ezra needed a whole minute to gather himself after her surprising threats. The brazenness with which she threatened him made him speechless. Instead of giving up and developing some self-respect, the useless girl threatened him.He maneuvered his wheelchair but halted moments from the door, gasping."You want to play this way, then, okay?" He said untying his tie. When he opened the door, she was staring at him intently as if she was expecting him to storm out."Pack and leave before I make you!" he warned her."Good morning sir," she replied and began going through her files. "I need to make your schedule; please send me a draft of your timetable," she said instead."Are you stupid or just slow in the brain?" he yelled.Sarah smiled and said, "I will go and organize the desk for you," she kept ignoring him. "Do you still take coffee?" she asked. "Be silent! Shut up!" he shouted, gripping his head. He was about to have a headache. His nerves were starting to fray due to her foolish
Sarah could feel and smell the sewage content all over her body, in her mouth, her eyes, her hair, and everywhere else. She attempted to move, but all she managed to do was slip on some of the sewer that was on the floor.She could hardly breathe because the odour was obstructing her nose. She struggled to hold her stomach contents in because the entire room was drenched in sewer, and eventually all of the meal she had eaten spat over the floor.She needed to leave the room. In her attempt to get up and find an exit, she slipped and fell again on a mixture of her own vomit and sewage.She landed hard on the floor, hitting her entire back and sending her into more crying.Ezra smiled as he wheeled towards the toilet door. The fake toilet prank always worked, and all the useless secretaries fail for the Temp button.He never understood why they pushed the button. Even if it was to check if the temperature worked, it was supposed to be the last button to click, but they all clicked on it
Sarah's breath became raged; she could not believe the nerve. She was sure she had cleaned the stupid toilet spotlessly.She walked back to the bathroom and found Ezra barricading the door with his wheelchair."Did I tell you to leave?" he asked.Sarah breathed in and out, her chest pressing up and down."I asked you a question," he insisted."I cleaned the filthy, sir; what more do you want?" she was almost yelling and shading tears.Ezra moved closer to her. "I can smell the stench," he said to her. "Clear the stench, then you can go, or better go, but I need a resignation letter by tomorrow," he ordered and rolled to his desk.Any reasonable person would have insulted him and left; instead, he looked up and watched her enter the bathroom. He had not anticipated that she would go back to cleaning.He gaped in disbelief and began to question if he was dealing with a psychologically unstable individual.He gave up and collapsed into his wheelchair; none of the other secretaries had ma
Sarah arrived at the apartment she shared with her friend Chelsea at almost 9 p.m. Her friend Chelsea was impatiently waiting as she walked in."What kind of job allows you to be this late?" she asked. "what happened? Did something go wrong?" Chelsea kept asking.Sarah dropped her bag on the verge of crying."Do you need a hug?" Chelsea asked.Sarah finally broke down. "You said crying helps, so I am going to cry and take a shower," she said as she walked to the bathroom.Chelsea grabbed her hand and asked, "What did cripple do?""He made me..." Sarah tried to speak, but an image of the disgusting toilet popped up.Chelsea grabbed both her hands and asked her to take small breaths."He made me clean his toilet, and I pressed a button, and all the shit went in my mouth, eyes, and hair," Sarah cried out.Chelsea's jaw dropped as she let go of her friend's hands."I had to puke and take a shower, but I can smell it," Sarah went on."You mean his shit? As in, fecal matter was in your mout
Liam quickly grabbed her, "The boss ordered you to get out! He yelled at her and began pulling her to the door."No wait!" Sarah tried to push on him."I swear, Sarah, I will call security to show you out of this building, and you will never walk in again!" he threatened.The directors and Ezra watched not sure why Liam was on Ezra's side for the first time. The two brothers were known to disagree on everything.Sarah looked up at him, but the second he let go of her, she ran to Ezra's side of the table and smashed the file really hard on the table, forcing Ezra to move back a bit in shock.She gave him a long look, with tears still rolling down her face, before walking out of the room as everyone watched in disbelief.Liam remained at the door, breathing heavily, his face as red as a peach, ready to burst open.Ezra closed his eyes, his hand rubbing his temple. The meeting was important, he needed to concentrate on that and then deal with her later."I apologize for that. Can we cont
Ezra was lost for words, and a lot of questions began popping into his head. Something was wrong with the girl. It was the only explanation for why a woman would allow herself to be degraded in such a manner.He looked up at her, but this time his mouth closed.Sarah walked to her desk and grabbed a writing pad, waiting for the biggest scumbag to educate her on the best brand of tampons that he preferred his secretaries to be wearing."Sir, I am waiting," she insisted."Get out of my way!" he yelled and wheeled his chair back to his office, pissed."The woman was crazy," he said to himself. He grabbed his phone and began googling signs for a mentally impaired secretary. A lot of articles began popping up, but none of them made sense.Irritated, he threw his phone on his desk and leaned back. He was sure the sanitary humiliation was going to work. It was supposed to, but it looked like the stupid woman had an empty brain.For the second time, he was back to square one.In the next roo
The entire sushi began tasting stile, and Ezra's throat became heavy, making it very difficult for him to push the food down.He lifted his eyes to meet hers and found her with a very big, beautiful smile. He folded his hand over his mouth and waited for the terrible feeling to go away before he packed up everything, threw it into Dustin, and disappeared using the back elevator without saying a single word.Sarah looked at the back elevator and the bin back and forth. She rubbed the back of her neck, realizing the man had just thrown away food, knowing she was hungry too.She let out a chuckle in disbelief.Given a chance, the man would kill her or watch her starve to death while he stamped on food.Her stomach made the rumbling noise again. She looked up at the elevator, debating whether he had gone somewhere else to eat.If so, she had a small window of time to go down the building and grab something for herself.On second thought, she talked herself out of it and got to work. She h
Penelope arrived on the top floor and pushed the door open, forcing Sarah to look up. A slim woman with short dark hair, big eyes, and a sluty dress staggered into Sarah's office without knocking.She appeared to be wearing high heels that appeared not to be her fit, or was her walk just crooked? Sarah thought to herself.Penelope paused, her hornyness disappearing the second she looked at the blonde woman seated at the secretary's desk. She was too beautiful to be a secretary if she removed the hideous glasses she had on."Can I help you?" Sarah spoke first.Penelope kept staring at her, she was different from all the previous secretaries that Liam used to hire. She did not fit the criteria, she looked way too young and beautiful."How old are you?" Penelope asked. "Pardon?" Sarah was taken aback by the question.Penelope rolled her eyes and staggered to Ezra's office door.She turned on the handle, but the door was locked.Sarah quickly got up."Excuse me, who are you? You just ca