WHO IS YOUR DADDY? (1)

Ann alighted from the taxis and strode into the chic and doc Café. She works as a waiter in the café, although she’s a graduate and from a rich family but she chose to work in a small place, where she wouldn’t be disturbed by her families who had abandoned her. She had gotten so many job offers to work in big companies but she ended up rejecting them.

She groaned as she bumped into Favy, her co-worker. Favy is the same age as her but the opposite of her. Although she’s pretty and slender with long brown short hair that matches her oven face, because it was cut short into a bum. She’s rude and jealous. She even envied Ann for getting a promotion to work as a receptionist in the café and because of that she had grown so much hatred for her.

Favy eyed her curiously before she half yelled which drew everyone’s attention towards them, ”Are you blind, can’t you watch where you’re going?!”.

Ann gazed down at her in observation, her uniform wasn’t stained nor was she holding anything that must have fallen from her hand and yet she overreacted just because of a little hit.

“I’m sorry”. She apologized and walked past her into the boss office while she kept on chanting.

“Keep your apology to yourself!”.

“Good morning sir”. Ann greeted her boss, Ace who was seated on the swivel chair. He swiftly spun the chair around to face her direction.

“Morning Ann”. He responded, halving a smile on his face as if he had been expecting her to show up in his office. “Please lock the door and come in”. Ace said calmly and turned his chair back to the table.

Ann closed the door, careful not to make a sound before she proceeded to the chair. She adjusted it back before taking her seat.

Ace is her boss, he is thirty nine years old and married. He has brown attractive eyes that only with one blink could attract a woman. He has a chiseled face, a pointed nose and a good body feature. His red hair was perfectly straightened down to his shoulder level and brushed to the back. His red shirt and black long pants made him look totally hot.

“So what brought you here Ann?”. He asked in a husky voice as he placed his two elbows on the desk and his hand below his chin.

“Well sir…I won’t be present for ten days”. Ann responded.

“And don’t you think you’re supposed to write a letter of absence and not come to my office to tell me?”. Ace asked and smirked.

“Here he goes again, my perverted boss”. Ann soliloquized and rolled her eyes.

Ace stood up and slammed his hand against the table, it made her jerk. “Did you just roll your eyes at me?”. He asked.

“Sir…I…I…”. Ann stuttered as she began thinking of the right words to say.

“Shut up!”. Ace ordered and she instantly kept silent.

Ann gulped in nervously as Ace strode towards her. He stood behind her stoop, his face down to her ear.

“You want me to correct your mistakes, don’t you?”. Ace whispered softly into her ear as his lips slowly teased her earlobe, sending jolts of tingling sensation running down to her spine.