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 files. He handed these files to me and said, "I want these by tomorrow night."
I giggled and took the files. I blame the alcohol. I pinched his cheeks and said, "You know boss, sometimes you're very cute."
Well, that was a wrong move. His face became red in anger. He caught my hand and literally crushed it. I yelped and pulled my hand away.
"Refrain from touching me Ms. Marcello."
I looked at him and tears started forming in my eyes. Why is everyone being so mean to me? I wobbled and managed to get out of his house through his door. I realised that I had no ride. I came with Natalie.
Now I have to walk! Well, it's better than staying in his house. As I started walking away from his house, a hand harshly grabbed my elbow. OW! I turned to see who it was and who else could it be? My boss.
I turned to him and said, "Why are you always hurting me? What did I do to you?" There were drops of water running down my face.
"Where are you going?" He asked in monotone.
"How are you going?"
"Can't you see that I'm walking?"
"It's not safe."
"Why do you care anyways? What are you? My mother?"
"I DON'T care! Just imagine what the media would write if I sent you back at this hour."
"I don't care about all that. I just want to go home. Can you please drive me back."
"Why not? Then I'm walking."
"GISELLE! SHUT UP and get inside!" He said through gritted teeth.
I looked at him straight in the eye and said, "I HATE YOU!"
"Good. The feeling is mutual."
I went and sat on a bench which was in his garden. There were tears pouring down. This is why I refrain taking alcohol. I always end up a crying mess, with or without a reason. Yes, I'm miserable when I'm drunk.
I started talking to myself, "Why does everyone hate me? My boss hates me. Travis hates me and likes Tulia more than me. God! I'm so miserable. But, I'm thankful that I have a job and a caring family. Who needs Travis? Tulia can have him for all I care."
"Are you going to sit like this the whole night?"
"Yes, I'm sorry I'm using up your bench. I can't sit down. I'm afraid of spiders. Please sir, just get me a taxi."
"No, it's not safe."
"Then what is safe?!"
"Being with me till the morning. I won't send my female P.A out at midnight."
"Why can't you drop me home?"
"Ms. Marcello, understand that my house is very far from your house, we both have to go to work tomorrow. Neither of us should be falling asleep in the middle of work."
I laid on the bench and used my arm as a pillow. I neatly tucked my files to my other side and muttered, "Goodnight."
Morning came and I expected to be on a fluffy bed, but hey! This is THE Alvador Armanio we're talking about. He's no gentleman.
I rose from the bench and my whole body was stiff. I got up and stretched. I wonder how that man slept. My head is aching. I just have to wait till I get home. I have Aspirin in my purse, but I don't have water. I don't remember much from last night. I'll remember bits day after day.
I took my files and called a taxi. I didn't call one yesterday because I was probably too drunk. I booked an Uber and it showed that it would arrive in 10 minutes.
I sat down on the bench again and my head started pounding. I held my head in my hands and closed my eyes and that's when I felt a shadow looming over me. I slowly lifted my head up and saw Mr. Armanio. Mr. Armanio sounds very old.
I stood up to my full height and realised that he had no shirt on, a towel hanging around his neck and grey joggers. His hair was mussed up and there was sweat running down the side of his face which trickled down his neck and down...I didn't look. I didn't have to.
"Don't worry sir, I'll complete these by tonight."
"You can take a shower inside."
"Thanks for the offer, but I ordered an Uber just now."
"Did I ask you Ms. Marcello?"
"Well, I couldn't straight out say no...."
I stopped mid sentence when I heard a honk. I turned to see my Uber. Glad that it came, I skipped towards it.
Before I got into the Uber I turned back and said, "Thanks for the bench, sir."
I got into the Uber and it sped off.
As soon as I reached my home, I chugged a glass of water with Aspirin. I freshened up, took my files and headed to work.
As soon as I reached work, I started working on my files.
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.
Giselle's POV :For the next two months, I always wore full clothes that covered my whole body and I always side-braided my hair. Everything went smoothly. I warmed up to him. He didn't and I don't know what he refers to me as, but I guess it's safe to say he's my acquaintance as well as my boss. I also learned that something had happened to him. It's like his girlfriend cheated on him or something like that.There's actually a business gathering tonight at some hotel and I should really start dating someone. Travis is never on my mind anymore and all I wish for him is that he finds happiness.Nowadays, even though I made friends at my office, I still feel like I'm missing something. My mom is always asking me about my love life and she seriously thinks I need to get married. I mean 25 is not that old right?I hope I'll meet someone tonight and tonight, I will take up all the danc