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'Need A Ride Miss?'

I speedily took a shower and wore the first corporate dress my hands fell upon. Without zipping up my black dress. I wickedly snatched a cream coloured pair of stilettos  and ran out of the house in disarray.

Why did I make a mad dash out of the house?

Isn't it apparent? I'm disastrously late for work. I woke up a little bit late and that's unlike me.  Tamara left for New Jersey yesterday for a law suit held in the High Court and wouldn't be back till  afternoon. Mom had left earlier than usual, disobeying her normal routine. I knew because... because...never mind that.

I tripped over a tree stump whilst trying to get my zip closed. I shrieked in pain and forcefully dragged my zip all the way up as a cab stopped before me.

"Need a ride miss?" The handsome brown-haired cabman demanded, tilting towards me.

"Oh yeah, I do." I threw my bag in through the open door and wildly dived into the back seat, slamming the door shut.

As I marched into Nicholas Corporation, I braced myself for a scolding from my boss. For the past two weeks, I've managed to avoid him and it surprisingly worked. Apart from the annoying mails sent at intervals, he didn't bother me.

Today however will be a different, I could tell by the pitiful glances cast at me by some of my colleagues.

Immediately I stepped into my office, there was a ding on my laptop indicating that I had a mail from my boss.

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Come over to my office at once.

I rolled my eye as I marched to his office.

He was looking at a file when I stepped in, looking all handsome as ever, my eyes rove from his perfectly fit Armani suit to his perfectly styled black hair. Honestly, his dressing style has no single flaw, his character however was an entirely different matter, it was broken.

Flinging away my thoughts, I approached him. He lowered the file enclosed in his fingers and shot a disgusting look at me like I was a loathsome spider.

"You sent for me." I mumbled and he swiftly flung the file at me, making my mouth open on its own.

"What was that for?" I glared at him but the man sat calmly in his seat like nothing had happened.

The arrogant jerk..

"Run along with that to Justin, he knows what to do with the contents."

I was enraged. He just hurled a bulky file at me, had I not avoided it, it might have left a bruise on my hand. I would have loved to sue him for assault, I would so like to see his face when the case ended in my favour. Suing him at the same time meant one thing; I would fail even before I started.

I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts. He might be my boss, but that doesn't give him the right to treat me like a slave.

"Just who do you think you are?" I demanded inching closer.

"I'm your boss-"

I hushed him up with a wave of my hand.

"You might be my boss but that doesn't guarantee that you treat me like garbage."

He stared at me like I was crazy.

"How dare you speak to me in that manner?" He roared and rose to his feet. His anger instead of deterring me, compelled me to say additional words.

"I can and I will speak to you however I want. You deserve it! If you don't speak to me with the respect that's required." I leaned across his table and with our faces a few inches away, we glared at each other.

After a few minutes of glaring, when the tension between us had died down, we realized our close proximity, I blinked and sprang away from him like poisonous arrows were shot from his body.

His nose flared out in annoyance.

I stormed out of his office intentionally trampling on the files on the floor.

"Florence, you cannot walk out on me!" He spoke angrily, smiling, I turned to him with my hand clutching the door's handle.

"Watch me." I sped out and slammed the door.

In my hurry to leave the hell hole my boss called his office, I stumbled against an elderly lady who was about entering the same office.

"Why the hurry dear?" She asked affectionately, steadying my swaying figure.

I opened my lips without producing any words.

"Philip!" She sighed and walked into Mr Philip's office yelling.

"Philip darling, what have you done to the poor lady?"

I smiled as I opened my office door wondering who she was, probably his mom or aunt.

Peter was seated on my seat toying with his phone, his head jerked up and he gave me one of his breathtaking smiles.

"What are you doing here?" I asked moving towards him.

"I came to see how you're doing." he placed his phone in my table and rose for me to seat.

"Wow, I'm honoured." I placed my hands on my chest giving him a cheesy smile.

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"Ah..." I sighed sinking into the bathtub where hot foamy water welcomed me, I closed my eyes and recollected all that happened at work today, let me admit, when I stared into Philip's eyes during our heated argument, I felt something give away within me, although I've had no experience with the male species, that feeling was a feeling I've never had before.

I cleared my thoughts and focused on playing with the bubbles around me.

My sister burst into the bathroom, seeing me, she grinned.

"Hey, little one." She teased and I lowered my gaze. Tamara sat at the edge of the bathtub close to my head and caressed my wet hair.

"What's wrong? She asked when I didn't respond in my usual manner.

"It's my boss." I mumbled and she giggled like a kid.

"You're totally imagining him with you soaking wet in this tub of hot bubbly water, legs entwined and kis..."

I slapped my hands over my ears which where an inch away from being corrupted.

"Tam!" I whined and she laughed running her fingers among the bubbles which burst immediately on contact.

"What?" She questioned. I caressed my wet skin and closed my eyes again.

I felt Tam's hand lightly touch my shoulder, my eyes flicked open.

"Seriously, tell me what's wrong." She demanded quite seriously, rubbing my shoulder in circular motions.

"My boss has really been getting on my nerves, it's sickening... each day I feel I shouldn't return back to that hell of a office, but I find myself going back there."

Tam sighed and we remained in silence for some minutes.

"You have to be patient Flor, remember mom always tells us that." She reminded and I nod my head in agreement. But I really didn't know how much patience I have left with Philip.

"By the way, how's Michael?"

"Oh, my boyfriend's the best!" she squealed like a highschool girl and I rolled my eyes.

"That's what you say." I reply flippantly, bursting more bubbles.

"Ha! I knew it! You're jealous." She accused and I waved my hand in the air.

I shot her a 'whatever ' look.  In retaliation, my sister gathered some foam in her hand and sprayed it on my hair.

"Hey! what was that for?" I protested, but she continued piling more foam on my head.

I caught her arm and pulled her into the tub, she screamed as she realized what I just did.

"Flor!" She glared at me, I snickered at her as she stood in the tub drenched with foamy water.

"You look like a wet rat." I mocked and she groaned.

"You just ruined my three hours worth makeup." She whined while looking herself over in distaste.

I ignored her and pulled her into the tub again.

We ended up splashing water at each other and giggling just like the good old days.

Aww, they're adorable. aren't they.
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