Chapter 5

Almirah's POV

I was awoken by some kids yelling and screeching like they saw candy man passing from here. Wait... What?? Kids?? Candy man? Where was I? I jumped on my spot to see me still in my office and in my clothes. I might have dozed off a little! I was feeling so tired. I yawned as I got up to go and freshen myself. I looked at myself in the mirror and... AHHHHHH!!!! WHAT THE FREAKING FUCKING HELL HAPPENED TO MY HAIR??? "AAAHHHH OH MY GOSH!! MY HAIR!! WHO THE HELL DID THIS? I'M GONNA KILL THAT SLUT OR BASTARD! I'M GONNA BOIL YOU IN THE MILK AND FEED YOU TO MY CAT!! ARGHH DAMN IT'S STICKY!"

I yelled in pure frustration and groaned at the end. It was a type of gel which I recognized as the one which turns the hair to another color temporarily. And right then, my hair was a fire hot pink! Damn Nice! (Note the sarcasm!) Who the hell could do that except...
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THAT SON OF A BOSS!!!!! WHAT A PAIN IN MY ASS! I WAS SO GOING TO KILL THAT FUCKING IDIOT!! I huffed angrily and left my office stomping, earning a few glances from the public... What? When I'm angry I'm childish I know that. I know I must have resembled like a kid who did not get any ice cream to eat and that was NOT my fault!

Well I earned a few glances with lots of laughs from the 'dear colleagues!' Fuck them all to hell and let me enter that door of his office in peace mates! I wasn't someone to mess with right then. I kicked the door open and banged the door close, causing Giovanni and who I guess was Lorenzo... 'He was quite sexy by the way with a sexy body and blue eyes!' I thought then quickly recomposed myself as I remembered that I was in deep anger! "MR. GIOVANNI MCCLAREN! WOULD YOU CARE TO EXPLAIN WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO MY HAIR AND IF I KNOW AND MAYBE YOU ALSO KNOW, WHO THE HECK DID IT AS WELL, AM I RIGHT MR.??" I shouted pretty much louder than I normally shout but, he asked for it so... Congrats Buddy! He cleared his voice as he broke off his guilty trance and composed himself. He then said as if he was talking to the Prime Minister with DUE RESPECT PLEASE! "I don't know what are you talking about Mis-" "OH JUST SHUT IT AND SAVE IT FOR MR. GODLIKE FACE SITTING OVER HERE AND LISTEN TO ME CAREFULLY... YOU ARE SO GOING TO REGRET WHAT YOU DID AND YOU ARE GONNA PAY FOR IT!" He glared angrily at me then I analysed what I said.. MR. GODLIKE FACE??? ARE YOU SERIOUS ALMY? I turned to see a smirk plastered on Lorenzo's face as if it was glued to it.

"Well... stop smirking you stinking monkey and hold onto your friend because you don't know when HIS hair might become WHITE or BLUE or YELLOW and TRUST ME, I CAN do it!!" I wiped off that smirk from his face and stomped out of the office only to see the 'Gossip Girls' EAVESDROPPING!! And I hated that manner! "What? Did he show his dick that you came to see? Fuck off people's matter, got it?" They composed themselves and flipped me off as if I cared about their Barbie Girl's attitude. Oh just get lost! I stomped out of the building and got in my car. Then it happened. What happened? IT happened! I BROKE INTO TEARS! Why did it always happen to me?? I always cried after my anger went off on someone. My childhood habit!

I wiped the endless tears coming from my eyes and I feared that all the water from my body drained off. After around 15 minutes, I calmed down and started breathing normally. I went to the nearest cafe from the building which was The Lasta and drank a cafe while resting my head on the table. I knew I resembled like a dustbin due to my crying fit of before as many people was looking at me. "Hi! I'm Lorenzo Cazanni!" I looked up and groaned. "What do you want Mr. Godlike Face? Oops sorry I meant Stinking Monkey?" He raised a brow and started laughing. "What? You not angry like that Stupid boss of mine? Look at what he did! That bastard!" I told him causing him to laugh harder while everyone looked at him and went into a fit of laughter. I could not longer control so I laughed. I laughed like there was not tomorrow!

"OMG!! You are crazy man! You've got that sense of humor darling! You got it! Definitely!" Lorenzo praised me to which I raised a brow for I was totally confused! I'm always like this since my birth. Everyone tells me that I got it right. "So... You must be the Famous Almirah Shankez! The 'loving' between inverted commas secretary of my dearest buddy, Giovanni, right?" He asked after composing himself when a waiter arrived at our table for his command. I huffed and told him "Loving? I'm that monkey's loving secretary? Well I would be paradise if I wasn't. Anyway Mr. Lorenzo... I thought your secretary was clear when she told that you had to leave due to an emergency?"

"Well actually yeah and no also! Yeah because I already arrived at the airport and no because I got a call that the matter was taken care of so... I came for the meeting at the decided time." Taken care of? Was it a dead body or what? I grinned at my thought earning a raised brow from him. I guess he learned that thing from his bestie, the dearest. Well whatever. "Well I'm very sorry Lorenzo but I guess I have to leave for office time is almost over and I don't want to angry the beast more so... you see! I hope we will catch up very soon Mr. Cazanni?" "Well I don't mind at all honey! And it's Lorenzo for you. And if you wanna keep a nickname for me then you may of course darling. You know... like Mr. Godlike Face? Hahaha" It definitely amused him. "Hahaha very funny! So see ya in the vicinity dude! It was very nice meeting you by the way... well.. although it was very bad at the start but it ended well so... No regret!"

"Yeah of course honey! Hahaha! See ya!" He then left the cafe and I did also and went back to the office to inform the devil about my time to leave...

Hello dears! School's being so urgh nowadays so... didn't have much time to update but I did!!

Sorry my lovely babies!! Well above song is Game Over by Maitre Gims.

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