(I hate my boss)Grayson was taken aback, he was expecting something else but certainly not her using the bathroom to defecate. It was already embarrassing as it is and he could see her eyes glistening with tears,no one wants to be in her kind of situation so she was dismissed with the wave of a hand to make light of it.Kathleen nipped on her bottom lip as she walked out of the office—the cowardly voice peered it's ugly head out urging her to quit, to walk away without paying her shame any glance but she was broke....she was out of groceries and hasn't had water in her apartment for a week. All she needed was a fat avaricious paycheck as compensation for her woes.The hours went by quickly and she wasn't yelled at or called in by Mr Grayson, which was a miracle as she couldn't bear looking him in the eye after knowing she had clogged one of his toilets. Her work hours was finally over when she was called in, rolling her eyes she walked into the office and noticed he took his jacket o

(Back to the roots)‘Hello Miss Turner'.Kathleen was puzzled, gobsmacked to say the least. Her boss was standing right in front of her! it wasn't a dream, nor a prank, neither a simulation of some sort which she prayed for it to be.... Grayson Hunter was standing right in front of her—in her apartment building—while she was wearing the most atrocious looking flip-flops worn out sweatshirt....he was standing in front of her!.I hope he didn't hear it, she thought as she blinked endlessly until she could muster up the courage to speak, ‘Wh... what brings you here sir?'.‘You', he responded, ‘I came here for you'.Now Kathleen wasn't sure by what he meant, coming here for her could mean a lot of things and she hoped it wasn't the latter she thought of, ‘Uhhh you came here for me??'.‘Yes', he nodded, ‘I need you to get dressed and meet me outside immediately. No questions asked Miss Turner'.‘I don't work outside work hours s—'‘I'll pay you extra so are you coming down or not??'.mHe

(Work Husband)Kathleen returned twenty minutes later with the bottle of vinegar and frowned deeply catching her boss from the corner of her eye throwing it into the bin....there was absolutely no reason for him to send her on such a useless errand, it was all the more frustrating not knowing why he would do such a think in the first place.She sighed deeply returning back to work only for Jacob to return after a while and handed her a neck massager since she complained about how sore she was—he was a charming human, super sweet and really considerate but his gestures were just getting a little too much in her opinion, hence why Ophelia called him her work husband.It wasn't a secret about Jacob liking her and she wished she could reciprocate the feeling but her past relationships were nothing to write home about—her ex boyfriend was a married man, her one night stand happened to be her boss who didn't recognize her for some reason so there was no saying what could happen this time ar

(The dinner from hell)She was beyond confused and shocked learning about the flowers placed on her desk by Jacob before she arrived at the office. Ophelia's disappointment went down the drain the moment the ignorance about the situation came to light—someone was playing foul, foul and was clearly against her relationship with Jacob moving further.Her brows furrowed as she brought out the rose gold dress which was way neater than she imagined, and wasn't in need of any ironing. All that was left was her hair and makeup, looking at the split ends she had it wasn't looking too promising—but she was determined to leave an impression on Mr Grayson's face, that even if she was a woman of low income she still had elegance.‘But who would do such a thing??'. She asked herself again just thinking about the flowers and a soft sigh left her, there was no explanation as to why anyone would do such a thing—the only person close to being a suspect was her boss and he certainly wasn't interested i

(I have a date)Kathleen screamed the next morning waking up to a late alarm clock. It was spoiled and she forgot to change the batteries the night before, now she had overslept and an hour late for work.‘He's going to kill me...he's going to kill me'. She sang in frustration as she managed to put on an outfit without bothering to take a shower or brush her teeth—there was makeup wipes and mouthwash in her bathroom which was a quicker substitute, all this wouldn't spare her from the grave cause her boss was so going to bury her.‘Kathy!!'. She heard Mr Garrison's voice and banging on her door which made her scream silently as things were for sure not going to plan. She just had a week left, just a week left until she got a huge fat paycheck and now she was a at a risk of losing that same job .‘Hey Mr Gary'. She put on a wide grin as she opened the door fully dressed and ready to bolt as soon as she had the opportunity.He brought his hand forward, ‘Where's the money you owe me Kathy