Michael POV:
The past few weeks have been hellish and not just for me, my workers too. I just fired my secretary few hours ago. The sixth to be fired in many as 8 weeks. The latest one to be fired for arranging my files in non alphabetical order, it sounded petty, but Aurora understood that much. Aurora! I didn't know I would miss her this much. She had been little light in world I never noticed, I felt submerged in total darkness. Her overwhelming desire to make sure everything was perfectly done for me and her desperate attempts to make me smile or smile when I just gave her an undeserved tongue lashing. I couldn't get her to come back and I transferred the agression to my other employees. I flip at every error and thundered at the most petty mistake. I thought I was going to have to accept she was gone with time, but the anger got worse everyday. Like every other day, I was leaving the office a bit later than others. I closed my office and headed, I saw by chance the Letter I told Libby to mail earlier. How could she forget despite telling her how important it was. She was going to hear the harshest rebuke from me tommorrow, but first I had to mail it myself. I was in the lobby of the post office when she walked in the door, having just put a last-minute letter into the outgoing post.I stopped short when I saw her, her pale turquoise narrow eyes. A expression turned sour when she saw me."Mr Angelo" She said politely and started to go around meI stepped right into her path. she ground her teeth and glared back at me. “What had Leo been doing to you?” I asked. “You look worn to the bone""I have to earn my keep" she said "How's Mabel and Libby""They all missed you" I made it sound as if she’d left them in a bind She shifted her foot nervously, I wanted to guilt trip her and It seems to be working perfectly."Had it be we were alone, I’d have had more to say about the accusing look she was giving me, But people were coming and going all around us""Did you see the recommendation I sent""Yes, I did. Thank you for it""I had hope you would work for someone better with it, I mean that was why I sent it and the full month to survive in the mean time while you look for a better job""Thank you Mr. Angelo for the recommendation I mean. But whom I work for is certainly none of your business" she replied spitefullyI shrugged. “I didn’t think Leo would take you on,” I said. “It’s no secret that he hates having women around the ranch since the divorce.”“Delene Crane works with him,” she replied, curious. “She’s a woman.”“He’s known Delene since they were in college together,” he told her. “He doesn’t think of her as a woman.”“How’s your mother?” I asked abruptly.She grimaced. “She does things they told her not to do,” she lamented. “Especially lifting heavy stuff. The doctors said that she still has a tendency toward clots, despite the blood thinners they give her. They didn’t say, but I know that once a person has one or two strokes, they’re almost predisposed to have more.” I nodded slowly. “But there are drugs to treat that, now. I’m sure your doctor is taking good care of her.”“He is,”I looked past her. “It’s clouding up. You’d better get your letters mailed, so you don’t get soaked when you leave.”“Yes.” She looked at me devoid of the pain and love that was always in her eyes. It was so bad that I knew then, and pitied her for it. But now I was feeling worse it wasn't there anymore She glanced away, coloring faintly. “Yes, I’d better…go.”She can't get over me within a month could she.Unexpectedly, I reached out and pushed back a long strand of black hair that had escaped her braid. I tugged it behind her ear, my gaze intent and solemn as I watched her reaction.●♡♡■□□♡♡□□●●□Aurora POV:Unexpectedly, He reached out and pushed back a long strand of black hair that had escaped my braid. And tugged it behind my ear, his gaze intent. It was the second time, I was at the receiving end of the gesture today. But his was different, My heart was racing like ran a full track. I felt my knees weakening just from the long shared looks. There was no getting away from him. What is the heart to do when it already has a name imprinted on it. I missed him so much.I saw the glint of delight in his eyes, he was mocking me!. He knew I still loved him and was toying with me. I swiped his hand away roughly and fixed him a cold dead stare. There was a smirk on his face. I've had enough of this, I won't be humiliated any further by him, I would let him have the taste of his own medicine."What do you think you are doing""You had a straying hair""That is not an excuse to touch me unsolicited, Keep your hands to yourself" I said coldly, allowing the anger to mask the helplessness I was feeling deep down."I'm sorry" he blurted out, apparently taken by surprise."Yeah, right. Excuse me" I saidHe moved aside and allowed me to pass. I walked on to the mail slots, aware of his long, aching stare at my back. By the time finished the chore, he was already out the door and climbing into his Mercedes. I watched him drive away before I opened the door of the post office and went outside. It was starting to rain. I would get wet, but I didn’t care. The odd, cold encounter made my head spin with pleasure, how I put him in his place and his appalled reaction. I would be reminisce it for quite a long time, It would be a kind thought to brighten any day.Michael POV:I was back at home, where the laughter happens and I can rest at the end of the day. From the street it is bricks and mortar topped with tile, the same as any other mansion. If you step inside you'll feel it's so different, a place where the lungs choose to fill a little deeper and the heart beat a little steadier. I had purchased it for a fortune.On the verandah were plants that reached up past the cedar railings and branched out gleefully into the sun, enjoying their fair-weather home. As was typical Gian, the pots were works of art in their own right. Every one was a pleasing shape and glazed in the same vibrant shades of blue I accented my home with. Some were like snapshots of midnight and ribbed like waves. Others were classically smooth, widening to a rimmed top, brilliant cyan glaze clinging to them like animal skin and dripping down the sides to add just the right dash of chaos. Against the deep browns of the wood, these simple pots were stunning just as I knew
Aurora POV:It was a busy morning, I was engrossed in the work I was doing. I was collating the number of calves brought to life yesterday and cross checking with the spread sheet to make sure there was no error. I still had quite a lot to do, Yet my mind strayed back to my ex boss. Through out the night it was he who was running a course through my mind. I was having a mixed feeling, I was so proud of myself I finally stood up to him and didn't allow him to do me as he please. Yet there was subtle melancholic feeling in my heart, I knew I was sad and I was yet to figure out the cause of it, but it was eating me out slowly. My mother also called my attention to my sad face this morning, I wasn't surprised she detected immediately, it is often said I'm like an open book, easy to read.I felt a cold hand on my skin, I jolted violently with fear out of my skin. "Calm down Mrs. Hardy" I turned around to see my taciturn boss, who looked shaken as much as I was. I presumed my reaction s
Michael POV:"Whom did I asked to deliver the emails for me" I hollered early the next morning.I woke up on the wrong side of the bed and like usual, I was going to take it out on my workers. They were the best option to relieve one of frustration and irritation. Watching them cower right in front of me is thrilling enough to start any day."I was""So, what happened? I clearly told you how important it was, yet you willy - nilly refused to do so.""I had a lot of to do yesterday, my mind must have skipped it at the end""That is not an excuse to forget what I asked you to do Miss Collins" I hollered "I didn't pay you that much to give excuses, I pay you to work and when I ask you to do something you do it""The weather was quite sombre yesterday, I also had to consider the possibility of both I and the important letter getting wet. I planned to mail it first thing this morning, that was why I got to work extra early, but it was nowhere to be found""Because I entered the rain you we
Aurora POV:"GOT IT! AND IT ONLY TOOK ten strokes.”Friday evening, on hole seven of Potter’s Putt-Putt, Mabel performed a little dance that revealed she may have had one too many beers. It was the monthly ladies’ night and judging by the slew of high scores, none of the three of us would give the LPGA a run for their money any time soon.White lights decorated the course’s trees. With temperatures in the seventies, it felt as if fall had finally arrived. Shrieks of laughter mingled with top-forty music blaring from loudspeakers. The mouthwatering scent of the snack bar’s trademark barbecue."You seem to be having a lot of fun" I grinned "Every minute out of Mr. Angelo office is a time to be alive" I couldn't help but imagine the hell I went through and pitied my ex colleagues. Now that I know how it feels to work under someone that truly values your worth, I couldn't imagine myself ever working in such conditions again."That bad?" I asked"His temper grow worse daily, he flips on t
Aurora POV:I headed home after stopping briefly at grocery store to get some stuff we needed and the gas station to refill my car. I drove by the gym too, it's around this time I often head home from gym too. Nights like these are the only few time I let my self have a day off from the gym. I have been so strict with my attendance and why not, I could see clearly how much it has helped me. It helped rebuild my self esteem that was cruelly razed down by Mr. Angelo, after that episode I couldn't even look myself in the mirror, I have never felt so insecure, that was how bad he ruined my self confidence. Despite trying not to show it, I hated myself that time, I hated how I looked and how weak I was. It all changed Mr. Jordan, whom I didn't envision would have so much impact in improving me, despite being oblivious. His subtle remarks and praises for every little thing I do. It boosted my self confidence so much, I could confidently stand in the mirror and admire myself - which I do m
Michael POV: I drove towards Iliac's Café, it is a thirty - Five minute drive but I got there in thirty , it was quite easy to find.I pulled up in their parking lot, the outside of the café looked so calm and the proper lightening made it look so aesthetically pleasing . The clouds was becoming sombre, it would most likely rain soon. I hurried into the Café. The floor was spotless, the walls were painted sepia, with decadent local arts hanging on every wall to exudes absolute serenity and exuberance. I was hit with an amalgam of smell emanating from different direction, Freshly brewed coffee and ground beans, the aromatic scent of espresso, acrid burned coffee, warm caramel or chocolate, the tingle of spices (cinnamon, chai teas, mulled ciders), fresh-baked cookies and muffins, the fruity aroma from a steaming cup of herbal tea, mingling perfume scents, vanilla enveloped me.It was a saturday morning, but it was relatively emptier than what I had expected. I was glad it was, I was
Aurora POV:I promised myself not to cry on my way home, but tears stream down my cheek nonetheless. I felt so angry at myself, how could I be so weak. I couldn't believe I said all that hurtful words to him, it was unlike me to stoop so low and insult anyone with something so personal no matter how angry I was. No matter the situation, what I said to him was much, too much infact. I knew I was angry and lost control because of the amount plausible truths in his words. And setting myself for another rejection is a pain I'm never coming back from, it hurts almost twice as hard as the first. I realized beneath all the denial I still had traces of feelings left for him. How is the heart to forget someone already imprinted on it.My mind drifted to his claims about Mr. Jordan, his claims couldn't be all wrong, could they. I wonder which was possibly the truth and which were lies. It could all be the truth for all I knew, especially the part about his secretaries. But afterall it was none
Aurora POV:I was always eager to see the ever smiling face of my boss. But For the first time since the morning of the day I was hired, I was anxious about about facing him. All Mr. Angelo said were still running a course in my head. My heart skipped everytime I heard his voice from a distance or I thought the door to my office creaked open.The inevitable moment finally came upon me. He walked in with a face devoid of his ever gleaming smile; He look pissed. It made my anxiety even worse."Good morning, Mr. Jordan""Miss Hardy" he acknowledged "I never knew you were still in cahoots with your ex boss" He said sternly I was taken off guard."What? What do you mean?""On Saturday, I saw you and Michael at Iliac Café by the window side, you seem to be having a good time""No sir, it wasn't like that. It's far from what you think""I saw what I saw Aurora. I really like you and I enjoy having you work for me. But fraternizing with Michael his an huge disrespect to me. It might not be i