Giselle's POV :
I knocked on the door to get my files. I heard a 'come in'. I entered the room. I stayed rooted on the spot for 5 seconds, uttered an apology and slammed the door shut.
Such a shameless guy! He had a girl on his lap, they were hugging eachother and they broke from their kiss when I went inside. Internal gag!
I was leaning against the door and catching my breath to get rid of the horrid memory. Suddenly, I could feel myself falling back. Someone opened the door! Great! Just as I thought I was about to fall and crash, I fell on something hard. My back was on someone!
That someone was holding my hips so I don't exert anymore weight. I turned around and of course, it was none other than Alvador who I fell on top of.
I heard him say, "You can go now Sarah."
"Ugh! It's Sierra for the hundredth time!" She stomped her foot.
I was silently chuckling.
"SHUT UP and GET OUT of my office NOW!" I heard her muttering something under her breath and stomped her way out of the office. I burst into a fit of laughter. Just then, I remembered I was on top of him.
"Uh can you remove your giant hands?"
"Look, it's not like I want to hold you all day. I can hold many other women who are NOT you, got that?"
I got up and saluted him, "Yes boss! Now, can I get my files?"
He first propped himself on his elbows and slowly got up. I could see the slight twitch of pain in his face. I sighed.
"Take off your shirt sir."
"You're hurt, please take off your shirt, I'll be right back."
"Just tell me you want to me shirtless."
"Puh-lease! I've seen better." I saw his lips pressed into a thin line and walked out of the room. I went to the lounge room and took out and ice pack.
By the time I went back to his room, I saw him shirtless. He was slightly tanned with the perfect amount of muscles. He even had an six-pack! But, meh, who cares?
I walked up to him and told him to turn around.
"Why should I turn around? Do you want to snap pictures of me secretly?"
"Sir, recall my last sentence before I left the room."
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Prove it!"
I took out my phone and googled 'eight-packed guys'. I got the results and showed him the pictures.
He immediately replied, "These are fake."
I raised one of my eyebrows and placed my hand on my hips, "Oh really? What's the proof that yours are real?"
God! He's such a child! He immediately grabbed my hand and slowly ran it down his muscles. I blushed and tried to pull my hand away, but he didn't let me.
"Now tell me, are these fake?"
"Hmm.....I don't know. Can I have my hand back. I've felt better muscles."
"Oh really? Who is that?"
He asked through gritted teeth. Ugh! Can't he just ACCEPT the fact that he doesn't have the best muscles?
"My lovable boyfriend."
"Pfft! Who's that unlucky guy?"
"That 'lucky' guy is my Travis. Let me tell you, that he's one son of a gun!"
"Your Travis? Haha! He doesn't even live with you and you call him yours? You're being delusional."
"No, I'm not. I trust him. That's an advantage of long-distance relationships."
"I bet he couldn't tolerate you, so he found some other chick."
"I don't see how that's any of YOUR business. Why are you bad mouthing him? Are you jealous?"
"Who would be jealous of you? Don't kid with me. I can get millions of women with the snap of my fingers."
"Yeah, I know that very well." Implying the women who had left before.
"What's it to you? Jealous?"
I smirked and said, "Who would be jealous of you? Don't kid with me. I can get those millions of women turn against you. Anyways, your father told me not to mix love life with work life, so you are also expected to do the same."
He came closer and bent to my face level, "It's MY office. I do WHAT I want, where I want, how I want and with whoever I want!"
UGH! I can't fight with this kid anymore. I put my hand on his shoulders and forced him to turn around. I put the ice pack on and I could feel the goose bumps. Ha! Serves him right! I wish I could freeze him, lock him away in a freezer and swallow the key.
After I was done, I told him to put his shirt back on. He didn't listen to me the first time, "Put your shirt back on...kid."
He turned around and held my arms with so much force, "I am NOT a kid. I'm a full grown MAN. I think you're forgetting who's the boss around here. I can fire you in a second AND make sure you don't get a job anywhere else. I'm NOT your friend or lover, I'm your boss! Just keep that in check."
Who even said that I thought that? But, I replied with, "Yes sir. I'm sorry."
He let go of my arms and handed me the files. "Now, bring these back to me in exactly 2 hours. Those are very important for the conference meeting today. You are expected to take notes efficiently, and DON'T flirt with anyone."
I said through gritted teeth, "Yes sir."
I immediately went out of his room and went into mine. I worked on the file which went smoothly. He was right, I had no reason to be angry on him. He was stating facts except about the flirting part. I guess I acted out of line before, but I won't let that happen again. I finally finished the files and went to his room. He checked the files and we both headed to the conference room.
Giselle's POV :When we entered the room, it was empty. Mr. Armanio was setting up the projector for his presentation. I was setting up the table."Go and get me my charts. I forgot them. Be back soon.""Yes sir."I went out of the room. I decided to make a quick stop to the washroom. After I fixed my appearance, I noticed that my hair was all over the place, I decided to comb it back into place. I got out of the washroom with a bunch of charts in my hand. I had to struggle to open the door knob, but I eventually did and all eyes were on me. This is so embarrassing. I blushed and put the charts in their designated places.I took a seat next to a man which was empty. All of the men had already arrived, so I took up that chair. Mr. Armanio started, "Good afternoon gentlemen......."I was keenly listening to his words and taking down notes. When Mr.
Giselle's POV :I put an annoyed expression and continued my conversation with Travis."Nothing much." He replied"It's unusual for you to call me. I'm always the one who calls.""What are you implying?""Nothing, I'm just stating facts Travis. I guess the truths are always bitter.""Oh yeah? My truths are bitter huh? Like you don't have bitter truths.""What bitter truths do I have? I told you everything honestly. Why are we even arguing over the phone?""Well, I'm not near you so god knows what you're doing with that boss of yours."I gasped, "You did NOT just accuse me.""Oh I did.""YOU JERK! How dare you? After all the years we've known eachother, this is the question you ask me?""Yeah.""Yeah? I don't need to explain anythi
Giselle's POV :Before I knew it, I stood in the centre of the dance floor and danced to my heart's content. I didn't know I was attracting a crowd. I didn't even feel that drunk, I just felt like dancing and that's what I was doing.The next thing I know, I was dancing on a table! I was shaking my head from side to side and my hair was following suit. I even pulled out my hair tie. I could hear Natalie telling me to get off, but I had all this pent up energy inside me that I just had to release.I was getting cat calls and wolf whistles which added more to my excitement. As I started to do some tricks, I could feel someone lifting me off the table. I was being flung over someone's shoulder.I started screaming and pounding the guy's back. "PUT ME DOWN YOU IMBECILE!"I screamed harder until I was placed in a car. The car door locked and I finally saw my kidnapper
Giselle's POV :I was cut off by.....his hand. His face was so close to mine and his blue eyes were directly staring into mine with so much intensity. My heart was rapidly beating in my chest.Now, I could see his face even more clearly. From his perfectly shaped thick black eyebrows to his perfectly sculpted nose to his perfectly shaped lips to his light stubble to his strong sharp jaw. I had to give him credit for his looks, but that doesn't faze me. My vision was still hazy, but I can make out my words. I blinked several times when his lips came closer to my ear."Next time you don't shut up, it won't be my hand that cuts you off, it'll be my mouth. Verbally or physically..."What? He got me out of the car and ushered me into his house. It was like the typical billionare house. I guess he's the only one who lives here.He went into his office and got out some f
Giselle's POV :As I started working on my third file out of seven, my boss showed up. I ignored him and continued with my files. I thought he left, but then a shadow loomed over me. I looked up and he was FURIOUS! Uh oh! What did I do now?He slammed his hand on my desk and barked, "In my office. NOW!"I got up and followed him. He threw a newspaper at my face."Open page 7."I opened it."So what? How is this related to me?""It's you in that picture isn't it?"I looked at the small picture and saw a woman in a black dress similar to mine kissing a guy. The headlines wrote, "Is it just the Sun, or is it getting hot in the Nightclub?"Oh my gosh! The media had to post this in the paper? If they're running out of articles, they can just give me a call. Who writes this about clubs? Come on! It's a
Giselle's POV :My heart stopped beating.....when I saw my favourite ice cream stall!! I immediately told the taxi driver to stop and gave him the fare.I hopped out of the taxi and practically ran to the stall. They sell the BEST mango ice cream here. I ordered my mango ice cream and started devouring it like a monster. I missed this so much.I was strolling and that's when I spotted the familiar blonde quiff, grey eyes and black eyebrows. TRAVIS! I ran till I reached him. I thought of jumping on him, but that's when I saw Tulia beside him. They hadn't noticed me yet.Travis was smiling brightly at Tulia. She gave him a peck on his lips, and he didn't even protest! The cheating jerk. You would expect my ice cream to fall down, but I'm not going to let that happen. No way am I going to waste my ice cream on this good for nothing, cheating, jerk.I walked clo
Giselle's POV :Alvador smoothly replied, "Yeah, I did and I won't hesitate to do it again if you don't stop flirting with her. I'm starving."When the waiter came, we all gave our orders.Michael asked me, "Hey, I heard you resigned. Is it true?""Yeah, it is.""Well then, like I said before, you're welcome to be my personal assistant."I slapped his shoulder and said, "Thanks, but I already took up Mr. Armanio's offer."Alvador spoke up, "Are you sure you would want to hire her Michael? She has a boyfriend, yet she still flirts with you.""SHUT UP! You don't know anything about me and my personal life is none of your business."His eyes darkened and he said, "Well, your personal life is important when you want to become someone's personal assistant."
Giselle's POV :HOW DARE HE! He thinks he can touch me however he wants?! UGH! I looked at myself in the mirror and my cheeks were tinged pink and my hair was a little messed up. I combed my hair with my fingers and headed out.I went back to the table and sat down. Michael smirked.He put his hands behind his head and looked from Alvador to me.He started, "Soo.......did I miss something back there.""NO!" I replied instantly"Well, well, well, something most definitely did happen by the look on your face. Your face is flushed, your hair is hand combed and your clothes are kinda messed up." He winked at the end."Stop! My face is flushed because it's hot. My hair got messed up in the wind, so I fixed it. I just went to the washroom, how do you think my clothes would be?"Okaaay, since you're saying. Oh yeah