Big Bad Wolf

   Rosalie pov

 Damn you rose, damn you, i curse  beneath my breath as i try so hard to keep a poker face, staring at nothing in particular, day two working as a personal assistant, i get yelled at, nice job rose, way to go, i mentally   kick myself as sarcasm take  a toil of me.

   Taking a quick glance at Asher, he had his hands covered by his muff, so neatly I would have imagined they were non-existent, his lips screwed into a tight line, as he stares at the back of car seat like he wasn't the one who just went optimus on me now, how can he be so indifferent.

     The car comes to a slow halt as at the company's parking lot , asher doesn't make any move, making me wonder if he intended on going out, do I need to open the door for him as well, " uhm" 

   He Doesn't say anything, instead all I hear is long breath. Being confined here can't be any more awkward than this, " asher " , noa  calls out hitting the top of the car, breaking the unspoken war between us, noa opens the door, pulling the asher out by the coat.

   " cheer the fuck up wanker" 

   Unlike earlier in the plain, i was made to open my own door, and also walk out myself, it feels awkward again, sigh, taking a long relieving breath, with a squared shoulders I  bang the door, staring at the tires  it calls for a quick kick , but noa had his eyes at me now.

 " bonita come over here" he waves his hands signaling me to come over, " don't let wanker over her rub his cum  all over you" he said winking awkwardly at me, " seriously  noa" asher bends his head down totally irritated, " cheers up" he pulls me over, slipping his arms around my shoulder.

  " I had known the wanker ever since he learnt how to hold his dick up when taking a wiz" he said throwing a slight punch at Asher, who had just pressed the button

 On the elevator, the way he spoke to Mr white  they might actually be best friends, but obviously different.

    From the way he smiled back at me, all dressed in floral t-shirts, a definite brown short, and a wide brim heart, opposite of Mr white over here, who had his hands tucked in a muff,and his body engulfed by a fury coat. 

Rolling my eyes towards the sky, I can't really get to act like myself anymore,not when he doesn’t show any sign of emotions,or maybe , just maybe, walking over like a good old assistant, standing close to a fury beast, who seems to be my boss, i shouldn't have taken that offer, my instincts were wrong this time.

       It looked adventurous, something strange for sure, but thrilling enough to get me daydreaming, but I can perceive how long an excruciating time it's going to be here in Peru, I had hoped it would be a get away of some sort. 

     The elevator ride to the top floor was as  awkward as Batman in lingerie, as I kept drumming on the tablet, never finding a better way to cool off steam than toying with my fingers, which was soon brought to an end when the door split in two.

   We get confronted by a big foyer and a room filled with people moving around, now that's digital market to a whole new level, for a moment time seemed to have stopped, giving me the liberty to watch people stare at us, all frozen with their hands suspended.

    " Hey !!" 

 A hoarse voice brought me back to reality, a man dressed in long brown khakis,his hair messed into a perfect dirty brown quiff, he had his first three buttons of his sleeve left open for his dangling pendant, as he walked towards us with a brewing smile.

   " Hey Big man, had no idea you would show up at this odd time of the year" he pulls big bad wolf beside me for a man hug, then noa, who shrugs in his embrace, " who do we have here?" He stares at Asher, then at me, " don't tell me…" 

   " get me the reports for the week"  Ahser stares at the foyer, and with what i had seen everyone was equally terrified, all on their feet, their hands crossed before them, their heads sagged towards the floor, not even a hi?, with a deep scowl he surveys the room then proceeded further leaving noa and i behind,

    Just like  an assistant should, and I quote, ' I  hate my job already, just can't wait to get back home, to actually being jobless, looking for a job, and binge eating all day, if this is how he treats his workers I would rather watch movies than work with him never met someone this egocentric in my entire lifetime.

   "Where's the boss's office?" I shouldn't be asking this, but if he didn't walk so fast, maybe i wouldn't be asking this odd question, they all looked at each other before turning back at me, like a secret question was asked, “ new assistant" i replied to their questioning  stare .

     " oh welcome"

     " Jose pedro" I feel a tug in my arm, pulling out my hands for a shake, so sudden , catching me off guard, " uhm, rose_Rosalie garcia" I stuttered, trying to maintain an overstretched smile, which needs to be a facade if I must tolerate Mr white for as long as peru is concerned.

    “ the bosses office, shall we" with an effortless swing of his arm, I follow suit, guess Peruvian men are gently, and good looking too if i must say, “ after you” just then he brings  to a door, after a few offices, a see through office comes in view, there asher sat with his hands held between his coat muff.

     Just as suspected, he had an almost spotless office, with a calm touch of Ash, from where I stood  he had his focus on something on his desk, his stoic look gave an animated appearance as his hairs fell to his face.

   So fine, yet nasty, I could feels my gut warm up as I stare at him,  " are you going to stare or walk in, I could help for both" I feel a warm whisper in my ears   making me flinch, as I staggered backwards, my wimpy voice catches his attention as he stares at me, through his 9ffice glass , his eyes not leaving mine, fuck, I am fucked up for sure.

    His eyes locked with mine, or maybe Jose, as he stood upright, straightening his already perfect t-shirts, "i would leave you here for now" he said walking away, a chunk a saliva stride down my throat, as I stare at the door,  never knew his presence would be a hurdle this soon, as I stare at the glass door then at.

  Nothing can happen in a see-through office… Can it?

    You can do this rose, i say to myself before walking into his office, “ seems you have made new friends” he said,  " Jose, pedro” i said, nodding, “hmm, nice i would like you keeping an eye on everyone rose, since knowing their full name could be this effortless,  there's a perpetrator, in this company, some of the clients are laying complains that their request are met, all this were ran underneath the lopez's watch, so your work as my assistant and a worker is to keep an eye on them_.

   “ we get everything covered up”

   With all this he had said so far,he hasn't said how long i would be here, “ please is there a specific time range to get this done,i didn't plan on staying long”  i said, he halts like a picture no blinking,making my puzzled mind  run a thousand mile just staring at his fazed face, waiting for an answer.

  Fuck i hate this position, already

   “Sir?” i said, taking a step further, “ uhm , maybe a month or so” he stutter swiping his hands on his face then tucking it back in his muff as quick, for a split second i get a glimpse of color, on his palm, it looks like burns, when did he sustain injuries i wasn't aware of?.

   “ You would leave if you want to, noa should  take you to your lodge, your work starts officially tomorrow" , " he says . My mind comes back to the blemish in his hands, as I skip into thought,when I had seen him earlier, there were no bruises on his hands.

    Then the plain?, but there was no bruises, we had sat so close in he limo, then,  he must have come in contact with the garlic i had earlier, is that why, no it can't be, “ you can leave now” he said clearing his throat

                I was right all along