CHAPTER SIX

E M E R A L D

"We need to get back to the main office!" Tony's voice tainted with fear.

" Why? What's going on?" I asked with a worried look on my face.

"The boss has arrived and he wants to see you." He hastily answered me as we got to the golf cart.

Why's he so scared? He looks like the boss is some evil person.

When we got to the company, Stecey immediately called me over with a worried expression on her face.

"He's going to be mad at you, go to his office, hurry." Stacey advised and then suddenly I felt scared.

The reception which was filled with laughter before I went out with Tony has turned into a panic room.

I reached the last floor and a strong sweet masculine fragrance covered the whole floor.

A big bald muscular man dressed in a black suit stood in front of the glass sliding door leading to my office.

Giving me major men in black vibes.

"Who are you?" His thick voice questioned, sending shivers down my spine.

" Eme-" I interrupted myself. "Rochelle, I am the new secretary of the CEO." I answered.

" You're late but go in." He moved away from the door handle and let me pass.

From my office I could notice a man sitting behind the black table looking at his desk.

I rushed in stuff pushed the door open and he raised his head up to look at me.

"I'm so-"

"Get out,go and knock then wait for a response before you come into my office." He pointed towards the door.

He's so rude.

I went outside and knocked once on the door but he didn't answer. I knocked again but still no response. I knocked multiple times before the man in the uniform came into my office.

"You may go in now." He approved my entrance before I pushed the door open.

What's so difficult about a come in that he had to ask this big guy to do it?

I walked into the office and stood to observe his energy. He had a very intimidating aura but it's nothing a late night with me can't fix.

"What is your name? What can you do? Why were you not in the office before me? Do you understand your job here? Or do you just enjoy taking strolls in the company like a wandering soul?" He questioned while holding his glare.

"I'm Rochelle Evans. I understand my job description very well sir! I was just trying to get familiar with the surrounding. I can also do anything you'd like me to do and I mean any-"

" Stop that!" He looked up at me with a disgusted look. " I expect a very professional relationship from you and nothing else." He sternly warned.

That's how they all start until their lust gets the best of them.

"I apologise si-"

"Let's go." He got up from his seat and the big guy marched up out of nowhere and gave him his coat.

"Where are we going?"

"Don't ask the boss questions Evans." The big guy warned in a deep voice.

"I apologise sir." I muttered.

He didn't respond but instead walked ahead of me while the big guy walked behind him. I followed behind both like a lost puppy.

I stopped when he got into one elevator and the big guy stood outside.

Do I also wait outside? Do I go in?

"Use the other one with Rock, he has instructions to hand out to you." He instructed as the elevator doors started closing.

So his name is Rock. That's such a hard name, literally.

When I stepped into the elevator with Rock, he immediately heaved a relieved sigh. He didn't look so unapproachable anymore.

"I should warn you, being a personal assistant to the boss is far from entertaining." He commented and shook his head with a disapproving sigh.

" I feel it." I replied him honestly.

"He doesn't tolerate late comings, he likes his coffee strong and black, no sugar. He hates being questioned, just do as he says and when your paycheck comes at the end of the month, you'd be glad."

All these information would be greatly appreciated if I was trying to be the employee of the month but that's not what I'm after.

"Are there things he likes that can get his attention?"

He lowered his gaze to meet my eyes and I turned away Immediately.

" Oh no, not in a romantic way." I lied. "I just want him to like me enough so he gets attached and won't be able to fire me easily." I lied more.

" I understand, most personal assistants really want to solidify their position with him but it never really works. Just be competent and the boss will like that." Rock suggested with a little twitch on his lower lip.

The elevator door opened to reveal a calm composed main entrance. Rock walked out and I followed behind him.

Reynolds adjusted his suit and headed towards the exit and Rock moved faster to meet up with his pace and so did I.

A black Ferrari parked in front of the main entrance and Rock opened the door wide for Reynolds to get in which he did and after which he closed the door.

"Come with me." Rock ordered without even turning to meet my face.

A blue convertible came into view and parked behind Reynold's car and Rock moved on towards it.

Rock opened the front door for me and I gaped.

We're riding in a convertible really?!

I got into the car and used my seatbelt as the person who drove the car to us, got down so Rock could get into the driver's seat.

After following Reynold's car from behind, we stopped at Là Modá, a very famous boutique in our state.

Why are we here?

Reynold's got down and walked into the store causing Rock and I to follow behind him too.

The always busy store was empty, it only had personnels that worked in the store.

A blonde lady in a short black fitted dress with a pin in her messy bun walked over to Reynolds and they had a conversation.

From the body language, I could tell how close they were, they seemed very comfortable around each other.

"Rock!" He hollered and snapped his fingers.

"Go." Rock ordered and pushed me towards the two.

" Her body is so perfect and her face is so cute! Everything's gonna fit so well!" She clasped her hands together with a huge grin on her face.

Taking a closer look at her face, she seemed very familiar, I just couldn't put my hand on it.

" Didn't anyone tell you Reynolds doesn't like any color except black, grey and red which means every other color has to be out of his sight." The lady nudged his arm.

" Stop it Reina!" He groaned and put his hand in his pockets.

"Come on cutie," she turned to face me. "Step inside." She pointed to a changing room hiding behind a red curtain.

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