He's Insufferable!

God! I've never felt so helpless and miserable in my entire life!

Well, I have. The day my dad threw me out but right now, I was feeling the same way.

This man was the devil incarnate! How the hell does he expect me to finish all this paperwork by today??! I'm not fucking Moneypenny from James Bond!

“Shut your hole before a cockroach flies in.” He said, “And get to work, now!”

He disappeared into his office and closed the blinds.

I sat down on my desk, heaving a deep sigh, I began working. After all, I'm The Almighty Henry Jones, and office work wasn't really that much of a big deal.

I spent the next few hours screening calls, reviewing emails, scheduling meetings, and preparing reports. I handled travel plans, organized documents, and followed up on key tasks to keep the 'my new boss' on track.

Trust me, it wasn't easy but I managed to finish it.

But by the time I was done, it was already late. Everyone had already gone home. Damn it! I had no time to socialize with my new coworkers or go for lunch. I realized how hungry I was as my stomach growled.

I carried the reports into his office, and to my surprise, he was lounging on his swivel chair with his muscular legs resting on his desk, his eyes closed, his head facing the ceiling, and his arms folded across his chest.

Damn! He's hot even when he sleeps! This was a wonderful sight to behold!

Now, come to think of it, I don't remember how that night with him ended. All I remembered was that we had rounds and rounds of exhilarating sex, but I don't remember how I fell asleep or how we ended the sex.

When I woke up the next morning, he was nowhere to be found, and honestly, I didn't really care because it was a one-time thing. But now…

I'm stuck with him, and working with him is gonna be awkward and uncomfortable.

But come on, he's so gorgeous! I can't deny that. From what I observed today, all employees seem to be afraid of him for some reason. And I honestly don't care. I don't plan on staying here for very long anyway.

This was my first time seeing a CEO asleep in the office. I mean… aren't all CEOs workaholic?

“If you're done drooling you can drop the reports on my desk.” He said without moving.

I flinched in shock, blood rushing to my face. “I'm not drooling!” I said defiantly in a tight voice, pulling the report to my chest.

Why the fuck is my heart pounding so hard? Wasn't this guy asleep?

“Yeah, sure.” He said indifferently, taking his legs off his desk and sitting down normally, “You weren't.”

I bit my lips. How does this guy make me blush so easily?

“These are the reports for today,” I said, placing the reports on his desk.

He took it and studied it. I bit my lips again, my gaze on the floor, trying so hard not to stare at him as he skimmed through the papers.

“Have you worked as an assistant before?” He finally asked, looking up at me.

Was he impressed with my report? Did he like it?

“Yes, sir,” I answered, my gaze on his forehead. I couldn't afford to stare into those eyes. “Two years sir.”

“Okay.” He shrugged, getting to his feet. “It's already late.” He grabbed his jacket from the hanger and put it on. “Get my suitcase, let's go.”

I grabbed his suitcase and followed him out, making sure to gather my things too.

The janitor had already arrived and was cleaning the place. He stopped to exchange greetings with him.

Wow, he's so modest.

After the exchange of greetings with the man, we headed to the elevator and got in.

I guess starting from today, this is how I'll be feeling… uncomfortable!

Maggie, please! I beg of you! Recover as quickly as possible and take back your job! I don't want it anymore!

I thanked the stars when the elevator finally reached the floor. I half ran out of the elevator to the car. I opened the back door for him and he got in.

I got behind the steering wheel and drove the car out of the city.

Two hours later, we were still on the road. Of all the days for traffic to be heavy, it had to be today and at this hour!

My shirt was practically drenched with profuse sweat and all I wanted was to be free from him.

“Do I make you that uncomfortable?” He asked from the back and I shot him a deadly glare. “Damn, you're sweating so hard!”

“Isn't that obvious?” I retorted back. “You make me extremely uncomfortable!”

“I see that.”

“I just don't get it! Why can't you just let me go! I don't like being around you!”

“Because you're always thinking about that night we spent together aren't you?” It was more of a statement rather than a question. He already knew.

“Of course!” I yelled at him, “I can't get that night off my mind every time I'm around you…”

“Then don't.” He said slowly.

“What?”

“I said, if you can't get that night off your mind... then don't.” He repeated.

I heard you the first time dumbass!

I felt my cheeks burning. God, please don't tell me I'm blushing again!

I quickly spun around in embarrassment, and thankfully, the road had cleared up a bit. I drove as quickly as I could to his estate.

I needed to be out of his space or I might die of suffocation. We finally got to his estate and I parked.

I got out of the car and opened the back door for him. He got out and I handed him the car keys.

“I'll get going then.”

He made to say something but I was already half running out of the estate. I didn't look back!

Thankfully, it wasn't hard for me to get a cab by this time of the night. I needed a drink like crazy! I ordered the cab driver to drive me to Tony's Bar.

All through the drive I told myself not to think about my new boss.

I mean, he's so insufferable! I don't even want to think about his sexuality. Was he gay? Or straight? Or maybe both? God this is driving me crazy!

The cab pulled up in front of Tony's Bar and I went in after paying my fare.

The bar was packed, as always, with loud music booming and the air warm and heavy with the smell of beer, sweat, and cologne. People laughed and talked over the pounding beat, creating a mix of noise and energy. Every seat was taken, and the dance floor was full of people moving, bumping into each other, and dancing to the music.

This was exactly what I needed right now. To party and drink.

I went over to the counter where Tony was serving drinks. His face lit up when he saw me.

“Hey,” He said smiling, “What brings you here? You don't normally come over during office days.”

“Pour me a drink!” I said, ignoring his question.

He threw me an uncertain glance but said nothing. Rather he brought me a glass and poured me scotch.

I grabbed the drink and poured it into my mouth.

“What's biting you?” He finally asked.

I needed to vent to someone.

“Hey Tony, do you remember that really really hot dude that came here two weeks ago?” I asked.

He pulled his eyebrows in a frown. “Which one?” He asked, chuckling a bit “I mean... hot dudes come here literally every hours of the day.”

Yeah, fair enough.

“That striking one with gold ear hoops,” I said desperately.

He thought for a while, and then he finally remembered, “Oh! That really really hot dude I said I'd give anything to fuck!”

“That's the one!” I said excitedly, “Remember I told you I had a one-night stand with him? Well, guess what? He's Adam Wells' son and my new boss, and he's one goddamn son of a bitch!”

“Hold on…” Tony said slowly, his face wreathed with confusion, “You fucked that guy?” He asked in disbelief.

Oh shit! He wasn't the one I had told about the one-night stand; it was Flora!