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She tore a piece of stick on notes and
wrote ‘Mrs. Johnsons from GHSR’, whatever that might mean; Go Hell Shit Rum?
Guns wHore Shut Rage? It might even be Gryffindor Hufflepuff Slytherin
Ravenclaw! Well she didn’t see it anywhere from the profiles Amy gave her. But
the lady said it was a matter of life and death, and Charlotte definitely
doesn’t want to be a murderer. She sticks the note on the upper left corner of
her desk, a small empty space left out for urgent reminders.
25 minutes left for her to clean up
Alexander’s messy table and check on the arrival of the vodka replenishment she
ordered last week. 12 bottles of vodka finished within a week, how thirsty can
Alexander be? She arranged the stray documents back into different colored
files, coded according to their urgency. She took out the hair removal brush
and started stroking their formal suits in the wardrobe. She made sure all the
rock and wine glasses were perfectly polished. She made more ice for the fridge.
She searched online and offline on GHSR. And finally, she called the
receptionist regarding the vodka.
As she got ready to head down to the lobby
to check on the arrived vodka, Alexander came in with two cups of coffee in
hand. “Hey honey pie, good morning!” He handed Charlotte a cup of coffee and
headed for his desk. “Low fat. Low low low fat, like what you always had.”
Alexander took out a picture of a gorgeous girl from one of the frames on his
desk, a girl whose name is Monica but it doesn’t seem essential to remember right
now since she is being shredded by Alexander. He then carefully lifted an
envelope from his suit case and revealed a colored picture of Charlotte in her lingerie
and placed it into the emptied photo frame.
“Woah, where did you get that picture? And
how did you know I drink low fat stuffs?” Charlotte had to resist herself from
tearing up that picture of her.
Alexander shifted the frame so it sits
exactly in front of him. “Well I am very observant. I noticed you ordered low
fat cappuccinos, low fat lattes, low fat chocolates and even low fat shakes.
And I so happen to be at Seth’s last night and umm, kind of hacked his laptop
and voila! Found these awesome pictures in a hidden file and attached them into
my email. I never knew you and Seth were intimate before.” Alexander sipped his
coffee and looked up at her. “I’ve already checked on the vodkas, so you don’t
have to run that errand anymore.”
Charlotte was speechless. Her emotions
were all mixed up: confusion, anger, frustration and a little happy, which she
does not know why. “Umm, thank you about the vodkas and oh, Mrs. Johnsons from
GHSR called and insisted on arranging dinner with you tomorrow at 7pm, which
you already had an online conference with the representatives of Li Xin
Corporation from China at the same time. Mrs. Johnsons said it’s a matter of
life and death.” Charlotte carefully skipped over the topic regarding her past
with Seth.
“GHSR? I’ve never heard of that company.
Where is it from?”
“Unfortunately I don’t know. I couldn’t
find any relevant information about that company.”
“Hmm…Mrs. Johnsons…Mrs. Johnsons…GHSR…damn,
should have known it. Ignore her.” Alexander said whilst snatching over the
stick on note on Charlotte’s desk and fed it to the shredder.
Charlotte gingerly sat back at her desk.
“Well, who is she?”
“It’s none of your concern.” Alexander frowned,
which he seldom does unless he’s really pissed or frustrated.
“Since I’m your official and personal
secretary, I believe it is my concern. Be it whoever you’d want to avoid.”
Charlotte tried her luck.
Alexander looked at her, trying to decide
either to punish or reward her for her curiosity and bravery. Not all people
dared to even make a sound when he’s in this mental state. Just when he’s about
to make a statement, the Intertel rang.
“Good morning, Mr. Evan’s office. Oh yes,
Mrs. Johnsons. I’m so sorry for that. Yes I know I promised to…” Before Charlotte
could finish her sentence, Alexander took the call from her.
“I’m working. I’m not available, I trust Charlotte
told you that. Well I don’t care. No. You said that the last time. I’m not
falling into…Argh! Seriously? You’re into this right now? Alright, fine!”
Alexander threw the handle back and stood up angrily. He paced back and forth
and finally stood by the windows overlooking the busy streets.
Charlotte slowly approached him and handed
him two shots of vodka. Alexander gulped down within two seconds and muttered
thanks. Charlotte accompanied him by the window for 3 minutes when he finally
said “Hug me.”
She
looked at him, feared that she might misheard his words. But looking at his
solemn expression, she placed the glass down by his desk and hugged him from
the front. She had to tip toe to reach over his broad shoulders, despite the
fact that she is already wearing a two inches heels. He lifted her up a little,
moved backwards and sat at the edge of his desk, making it easy for him to
nuzzle into Charlotte’s neck. Charlotte stroked his hair. He made no sound
about her messing it up. Amy came in with two files and left immediately at the
sight of them being so close together.
“Great, this is how the rumor of Charlotte
the Bitch-seducing-her-gorgeous-boss starts.” Charlotte said softly.
Alexander stiffed a laugh. “Don’t worry.
Amy’s no gossip.”
Charlotte was shocked by how he would know
it was Amy when he had his back on her. “Her perfume. I recognized her by her
strong scented perfume.” Alexander answered as if he could read her mind.
They maintained that position for another
10 minutes when Charlotte felt him nibbling and kissing her neck. “Alright,
that’s enough.” She tried pushing him away but he had hugged her tight.
“Sorry, the smell of your hair is turning
me on.” He loosen his grip on her just enough to look directly into her eyes. Charlotte
immediately placed her hand between their lips to prevent Alexander on moving
in on her. Alexander smiled and kissed her on the cheek. “Well I did warn you
on the nibbling on your first day.” He raised his eyebrows playfully and let go
of her.
Charlotte pretends a cough and returned to
her desk. She busied herself with her documents and added a note on the urgent
reminder corner: Fetish – hair shampoo.
“Please reschedule tomorrow’s online
conference to the day after tomorrow and replace it with family dinner. Thanks
and you’re coming on me, oops sorry, with me.” Alexander said with a mischievous
smile.
“Alright.”
“Remember that lady’s voice, whenever she
calls, hang up immediately, you do not want to get into my mess babe. And for
future reference, that’s my stepmum. She likes to use different names to get
into my schedule, don’t be fooled by her.” Alexander motioned the number 6 with
his fingers. Charlotte instantly recalled in his personal profile page 6 on his
family background, it did state that he has 3 mothers in the family. And he dislikes
the 2 stepmothers.
“Sure thing.” Charlotte added another note
to her reminders.
“If you don’t mind, may I announce you as
my secretary slash girlfriend? Well I don’t think it’s a choice because I’ve
had Amy to write that down in your job description when you first got in.” Alexander
poured himself another glass of vodka.
“I don’t see any problem with it. Is there
any dress code for the evening?” Charlotte prepared another note in hand.
“Yes. Get yourself on an extremely sexy
dress as we may need to get dirty to get them convinced. If you know what I
mean.”
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