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"You have to quit. And to this particular situation, you have four options.
  - yes sir!
  - yes of course sir!
  - abso-bloody-lutely sir!
  - sir that's my pleasure!"
I smirked at her face that showed disbelief, astonishment, and yeah hatred too.

Slowly, she recovered, and then said, "Not happening sir! I owe James a lot and he expects me to work fo....!"

"Why don't you go to Italy and work as his maid!?", I suggested.

"I would love to sir! But I have to stand firm on Sir James's expectations...I can't...!"

"I am not going to waste my time in reasoning with you. You are not eligible to be my PA. Just look at you... You look horrible. Your clothes, they are like some girl who ran away from her home.", I said without thinking twice. Okay! I know it was excess, but I don't want her to work here.

Her head was bent and she was staring down on earth.
She never stands this way.

I gulped but continued, "I want an answer! Quit now!"

She looked up with a troubled expression. And this made me feel sorry that very instant. But I hid it well, like I usually do.

"I'll talk to Sir James.", She said and left.

Something dropped in my stomach.

Ran away from a home!?
Seriously!?

E R I C A

I sat quietly on my seat.

What is his problem!?
What is wrong with my clothes!?
Do I really look like I ran away from home!?

Just after I broke his glasses, his love for them resurfaced.
I know I did hurt his ego, and that didn't go well with him.

I heard him talking to Sir James after which he called me in, and I would say forced me to quit.

Sure, I have companies lined up to take me on better posts, but Sir James and Jessica are the ones, I won't betray till death.

He wants me out.
The reason being god knows what!?

There are others also, but I find him extra harsh around me.

I sighed and picked my phone.

"Sir Jam....!?"
"You want to quit bella!?", He asked before I could even complete the sentence.
I sighed, "Yes sir!"
"Okay go to my son's cabin, and put the phone on loudspeaker."
"But Sir...!"
"Do it!", I reluctantly picked up my self and went to the cabin of the Asshole Ashton.

He looked up and was about to yell when I put the phone on speaker.

"Yes James..I am here.", I said and kept my phone on the desk.

"So as I am hearing from you both, you are already villains in each other's fucked up life. Am I right!?", He asked but no one said  a word.

"So the solution I have found to this situation is EITHER WORK TOGETHER, OR QUIT TOGETHER!"

"James!", "Dad!", We yelled at the same time.

"Yeah! Eric, you already know all your cousins have brushed their teeth for the CEO position, and Erica, when I gave you the job, I expected your commitment."

"I know James, but it's not possib....!"

"Then make it possible! You have seen worse things Erica! My son is just one of the worsts."

"Dad!", He growled, "I am present here...And I have better people to work with."

"Shove those better people in your ass! As long as I am alive Erica isn't going anywhere. And if you want to have this company, the last possession of your grandfather, work with her."

Asshole Ashton was dripping with anger. And I was already starting to get unhealthy vibes.

He took deep breaths, "Okay dad done! I'll work with her...But on one condition..."

"I never left you with the chance to keep conditions, but still want to hear it. Say...!"

"I won't force her to quit, but she can do it willingly.", If I was right I saw him smirk a little.

"Son I know what's going on in your mind. But Erica isn't that weak a girl."

"We'll see!", And then he touched the end button.

I stood there suppressing the urge to roll my eyes at him, when he faked a smile at me.

"Mia Amore!
Let's redesign your schedule.", His smirk told me that I am in danger.

4 days later...

When I said I was in danger, I fucking meant it.

When god was teaching us sanity, Eric Ashton was playing monopoly with the leader of the devil.

He indirectly challenged me, and now made my life a living hell.
Work work and work.

Even when he slept, he used to make me work in his study at his penthouse.
When no office work was left, he would "accidentally" spill something on his floor, or his diet chart will have a sudden change and he wants to eat.
When I literally came out through his tortures, he would give me ridiculous tasks like picking out the best coffee beans among the ten kilogram bags of coffee and make him 'world's most tasty' coffee.

Likewise, here I was sitting on his couch before him, undoing and redoing the stitches in the buttons of his shirt.

He on the other hand was watching a comedy show on the TV, but making sure to not laugh.

And make note, it was Saturday today.

"Sir it's done...!", I couldn't even stand up when another appealing task came my way.

"Make something chinese... I want to have something spicy and tangy!"

"What are you!? Six months pregnant!", I muttered under my breath walking past him.

"I heard that!", He pointed out but little did I care.

He couldn't fire me, and that's what the plus point with me.

After struggling in his kitchen for almost forty five minutes, I yelled, "Sir it's ready...!"

"Stop screaming woman. I am a civilized man...! And you're standing at my place.", He came and settled on the kitchen table.

Mustering courage and keeping my ego aside, I asked him, "Sir can I go home now? I want to change, and I don't have a set of spare clothe....!"

"Wear those of the maids, kept in the storeroom."

"They are slutty!", I blurted out without thinking.
Yeah! The previous maid here, was above forty five, but her clothes won't even fit a baby two months old. I tried them, but removed as soon as I saw myself in the mirror.

"So are you...!", I heard him say.
First I couldn't interpret, but when the words registered, I felt a strong urge to slap him but somehow controlled myself.
I hate that word.
That triggers some wrongs.

I stormed off from there because I had to clean the Asshole's room.

I got in the walk in closet, with a mop and broom.
In spite of having a major in business, I have to be his maid. Not that I disregard the work, but I can do better stuff.

I saw his hundred pair of suits hanging on the wall. Almost all selected by me, because he was too busy to select his own clothes.
Thankfully, with Sir James gave me good choice of clothes and rich people stuff.

Another wall had his sweats, and t-shirts.

Just then, an evil idea popped up in my mind.

There isn't any rule that only he can be an asshole.
I smirked to myself, and went in his bathroom with the required stuff.

When I came out, I heard his steps towards the room, probably ready to give me another task.

I started cleaning his walk in closet and that's when he walked in.

He ignored me first but then abruptly looked up, "What. The. Hell!"

I faked a smile, "Any problem si..!?"

"How dare you wear my clothes!? That was my favourite shirt!"

Yeah, I was wearing his shirt and sweat. They were lose, but since it had a waist band, I managed to tug it on my waist.

I feigned disbelief, "Oh my god! Is it sir!? I didn't knew."

I resumed my work, smiling triumphantly.

"Remove. It. Now!", He seethed in anger.

"No use sir! I touched it...You of course won't wear it now. So why not give it to some needy...Like..!", Interruption alert!

"You are one piece of a shit!!", He yelled and stormed off.

"You are another!", I yelled back!

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