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 in the driver's seat.
I gasped and said "Take me back!"
"That's not how you talk to your boss. I order YOU, not the other way around."
"Well, we're not at work, so you're not the boss of me now. Take me back there!"
This time he snapped, "WHAT? What are you going to go if I send you back there huh? Dance like a cheap, characterless girl in front of everyone? Attract males? Is that what you're planning on doing? God! It's only been a few days since you joined and without completing the files, you're dancing like a shameless woman in front of everyone at my club? If you're that desperate, find a job at the club, you're not good enough to be my P.A!"
By the time he finished, there were tears running down my face. I NEVER cry! This guy had the NERVE to make a strong girl like ME CRY? He was just my boss for a few days.
It was my turn to snap, "Who the hell are YOU to call me characterless huh? You know nothing about me! If you don't know, it's better if you stop spouting non-sense. At office, I'm under your control because that's your territory. Outside your office? I do WHAT I want, where I want, how I want and with whoever I want! You were just my boss for a few days. You are NO ONE to me to judge my character. Why don't you check up your own character first before judging mine? I behave decent and dignified inside your office and that's all you need. About the files? Did you see whether I completed them or not? Truths are far from assumptions Mr. Armanio, just get that in your head."
I could see his jaw clenched and his knuckles had turned white on the steering wheel.
He snapped his head towards my direction. "You wanna fire me?"
He just stared at me. I blushed as it was the effect of the alcohol. It made me feel very hot. He continued to stare at me when he finally banged on the staring wheel.
I asked him the one question I've been dyeing to ask him, "Why do you hate me so much? I don't recall doing anything to you. If I did, then I'm sorry."
"What makes you think that I hate you?"
"Well, that fact's obvious based on your hostility towards me, but I can't help the way you feel towards me."
"Are you drunk?" He asked me.
"Never ask a person if she/he is drunk. Her/His answer will always be no."
"You look a lot like you're drunk."
"So why did you ask me?"
"What would you do if your boyfriend was to cheat on you?"
"Travis would never do that. He's not that type of guy."
"What if you had some other boyfriend who is not Travis and he was to cheat on you? Just imagine."
"Then some things would have to eventually come to end. He doesn't deserve me then. I'd obviously let him go. I don't need a cheater as a boyfriend. But, of course, I'll show him what he's missing after I leave him and I'll make him regret his decision of cheating. Some things can't be reversed and cheaters like him wouldn't be worth my time. I wouldn't leave him without slapping him twice. It's what he gets after messing with me."
"Anyways why are you asking me this question Mr. Armanio?"
Without another word, he drove off to some place. I told him the address, but I don't think he was listening to me.
"MR. ARMANIO! It's not this way! I told you to take the first left and then the right."
He smirked and said, "Oh is it so? I didn't know."
"Where are you taking me?"
"Do I look like a guy who would put you in danger?"
"Well I won't put you in any danger. You're safe with me."
I stopped enquiring him and started wondering why he asked me such question. At last when the car came to a stop, I looked out the window and I immediately guessed that this big mansion was his house. I'm not going to describe it, it's like a typical billionare house.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"I need you to work on more files."
"I didn't submit my other files yet."
"It's okay, I'll give you some more. Submit them by tomorrow night."
My mouth was open. How can he dump all this work on me? I never say no to work. But, these days I haven't been getting rest and its only been a few days since I've been here! I never say no to work and if I am, then just imagine how much work I've been doing.
"Sir, I need more time. The time is not sufficient."
"Then say goodbye to your job."
I sighed. Now's not the time. I'll go against him when I find another job. Then, I furrowed my eyebrows. I thought and it finally clicked! He asked me that question because he probably cheated on his girlfriend!
I immediately turned to him and exclaimed, "You asked me because you cheated on your gir-"
I was cut off.....
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
Giselle's POV :I looked up to see fury held in his eyes. He wrapped a strong arm around my waist and pulled me flush against his chest. I gasped and my files fell to the ground.His eyes were slowly becoming red and he bent his head low enough and smashed his lips on mine. My eyes widened. He wasn't letting go and neither was I. I was too shocked.I pulled back, but he didn't let go of me.He spoke in a velvety voice, "DON'T you dare fall in love with Tito. He has so much on his plate.""Do I look like that type of girl? I don't fall in love with everyone who comes my way. Anyways, what's it to you, huh? It's my life and it's my choice whom I fall in love with. Are you jealous that people fall easily for your brother rather than you? Is that what this is? You did this to prevent me from falling in love with your brother?"Before I was going to le
Giselle's POV :I woke up early the next morning. I hopped into the shower and came to a conclusion. I never really loved Travis. Sure, I liked him, but I guess not in a romantic way. I never felt nervous around, nor have I ever felt butterflies in my stomach around him. I hope I find a man in my life who gives me intense feelings. Moreover, Travis was never on my mind 24/7.He was just okay as my friend. Nothing more, nothing less. After I came to that realization, it felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders.I wrapped myself in a towel and rummaged through my clothes. I settled for a lavender button up shirt, white mini skirt that reached my knees, my brown chelsea boots and my brown sling bag.I pulled my hair into a sleek ponytail and put on my lip balm. I took my CV and hailed a taxi. I showed him the address and when I arrived there, my mouth was open. Th
Giselle's POV :I woke in the morning at 7:00 a.m. I showered, brushed and ate breakfast in a span of 40 minutes. I left my hair and rode a taxi to my office which was a 10 minute drive away from my house.I got out and headed to the tenth floor. I greeted Pam, the tenth floor receptionist and went to my boss's door. I knocked and I heard a 'come in'.I went in and he handed me a file. "Go through these quickly. We have a meeting in 2 hours. I want these to be revised ASAP.""Yes sir." I took the file and went to my own office. It was like a dream come true. Living in London, having your own comfy office room, getting a good salary, a good rent and a little distance between your office and your apartment.I don't know how I ever got this lucky. I revised the files and went to the staff room to get a few copies. I got about 15 copies and came back to my office.