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“Zabelle, get your lazy ass off, I need you to go give this to the secretary to Mr Garcia. It’s the contract for the merger,” she heard her supervisor say as he walked to her cubicle and dropped a document on her table.
The man’s words broke her out of her thoughts as she remembered her last conversation with Jeremy. It had been two years and she hadn’t heard anything from him, not even so much as a text telling her he was doing okay.
“Zabelle, I didn’t know we paid you to daydream,” she heard her supervisor say to her.
She raised her head to look at the man who was hell–bent on making her life a living hell for no refusing to sleep with him.
ason than her
“I’m busy with the report you asked me to submit in the next twenty minutes,” she pointed out. A report that was clearly going more than twenty minutes, she thought to herself.
Apart from the fact that she was busy, she had heard stories from her colleagues about how difficult the man in question was and so, she didn’t want to go anywhere within that man’s space even if it was meeting his secretary.
The last thing she needed was to get into trouble with another powerful man, seeing that she already had two powerful families out for her blood, and one of those families was her family.
Her name was Zabelle Pierce, and she was the eldest child of the Pierce family, one of the richest and influential families.
Many would pray for the kind of family she had, but she hated everything that came with it.
Her entire life had been nothing but torture, as her parents hated her for being the reason they had been forced to get married when they didn’t want to have anything to do with each other anymore.
How was she at fault when they were the ones who chose to engage in intimacy when they were supposedly going through a breakup? This was the question she asked herself whenever the circumstance surrounding her birth was brought up especially by her parents.
Her parents didn’t however see things from that point of view, as they didn’t miss any chance to remind her that she was an unwanted child who had made their lives a living hell to which they were getting revenge by making her life a living hell
Due to this, even though she was born into wealth, she didn’t live like she was. The press hardly knew her, and her parents didn’t bother to change the notion that she never existed.
After being tired of how they constantly treated her, she decided to move out of her parent’s house when she was nineteen and at first, she thought they would realize their mistakes but after years of not reaching out, she came to accept the fact that they really hated her.
The only time her father reached out was when he wanted to hire her as a receptionist in his company and while he told her that it was her way to work her way up, she knew it was a lie as her siblings didn’t have to go through the same test. It was just another way for him to torture her, and so she refused his offer.
“Then you’ll have to find a way to get back and finish your report within the twenty minutes,” the man stated with a smile on his lips, breaking her out of her thoughts once again. What was up with her and zoning out today?
Zabelle wished she could stab his throat so she wouldn’t see that annoying smile but sadly, she couldn’t. Well she could, but she wasn’t ready to go to prison.
“By the way, this document is supposed to arrive at the Garcia office in fifteen minutes and if you fail, we lose the deal which means you’ll get fired,” her boss informed her and that was what Zabelle needed to hear to get her up on her feet.
Grabbing the document, she rushed out of there without giving the asshole the benefit of a reply. The two offices were on opposite ends, and it would take at least twenty minutes to get there.
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She was already at a time deficit, and this made her curse in anger as she flagged a taxi down.
“Take me to the Garcia office and drive
as fast
s you can,” she told the taxi driver when she got into the car.
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She tapped her feet nervously, and she stared at her watch continuously. A lot depended on her current job, and she couldn’t
a lot of stress and searching.
afford to lose it, as she had found it Star
For some reason, she felt like she had been blacklisted from a lot of jobs. Maybe it was a valid feeling considering the kind of family she belonged to and how they reacted when she told her father that she had no interest in working for her family’s
company.
Zabelle shook her head, as that wasn’t what
Was important. Getting the document to the exasperated inwardly when they were met
th traffic.
/was. ‘Oh come on!‘ she
Checking her watch, she saw that ten minutes had passed, meaning that she had five minutes to get there. However, she knew there was no way she would be able to make it, and so she sighed in resignation.
After what seemed like forever, she finally arrived at the Garcia company. When she checked her watch, Zabelle saw that she was fifteen minutes late.
After inquiring what floor the secretary was
she headed to the elevator where she saw two elevators opposite each other.
Walking to one, she saw that the elevator was going up and this made her curse as she headed to the other one, which was fortunately available.
Zabelle quickly got in, and she tapped her feet nervously as she silently prayed. The doors had barely closed when it opened again, and she was met with the sight of a man.
He was wearing a blue suit and Zabelle observed that he had beautiful features; blue eyes as deep as the ocean, jet black hair and sharp jawline, as well as full lips and high cheekbones. Why did he look like he was a Greek god? Zabelle asked herself as she watched him walk into the elevator.
He looked strangely familiar, and she wondered where she had seen him before.
“May I ask what you’re doing in this elevator?” She heard him probe her, and that broke her out of whatever spell his good looks had put her in.
This made her notice that the man didn’t look pleased to see her making her clench the document in her hand.
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