CHAPTER 4
Monday started off as a very busy day for Craig. As soon as he got to the office, the assistant CEO Mr Benjamin was waiting for him.
"Good morning sir." He called Craig 'sir' despite the fact that he was above 50.
"Good morning Ben. How was your weekend? "
"Fine, thank you. " He handed Craig a file. "Here's your agenda for today. "
Craig flipped through it and frowned, then sighed. "But it's not summarized enough. I can't do all that."
"I know sir, but I could've done it if I hadn't spent the whole weekend here, sorting out other things. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. "
Craig nodded in pity. "You're right. It's fine, I'll manage. " He sat down on his chair his golden watch glittering. "Any updates about the sales?"
Benjamin nodded. "Yes, and I'm afraid it's bad news. "
Craig nodded, signifying that he should go on. "Have a seat. " He added, remembering the poor man stil was standing.
He sat before Craig. " The oil riggers are demanding an increase in their salaries because of the risks they undergo when digging. "
"Like how much? "
"30% more. "
Craig shook his head. "That's too much."
"I agree. I think we should have a meeting with them, try to make them see reasons."
"You're right. Book an appointment. Oh, sorry, you're not my secetary. "
Benjamin smiled. "I'll do it."
"How's the search for a secetary going?"
"Fair. All I've interviewed are not good enough. And you said you wanted the best. "
"Yes. And someone who wouldn't resign for a complicated pregnancy. Preferably a male. "
"Understood."
He waved his hand to dismiss him. "And some coffee, please. "
The phone rang and Craig picked it up. For the next hour, he kept receiving calls. He didn't even stop when his coffee came.
His iPhone 8 buzzed, alerting him that a message had entered. While still talking he checked it. It was from one of his business partners.
"This is to remind you that you're are hereby invited to a business meeting at Merit Motors on the 21st of this month.
CEO."
After dropping the phone after nearly two hours, he checked the message properly. How he wished he had a secetary to handle the meeting movements. She would have told him beforehand, for 21st was the next day and the message was just a reminder to the participants.
The handle of his door twisted and the door opened.
Craig was first curious at who would enter his office without knocking first, then decided it might be Benjamin holding things with his two hands that he couldn't knock.
How wrong he was. When he saw the person, he couldn't believe his eyes. What kind of creature was standing before him? She was wearing an exposive shirt...or top...and her trousers was ripped in places he couldn't look at.
She had tattoo on her arm - a snake tattoo - and that made him shiver and his three piece suit suddenly hot. She had piercings on her nose and five (not an exaggeration) on each ear.
She smacked her gum, looking round at his office; having no idea he was was scrutinizing her. After looking her fill, her eyes rested on him, and she raised her brow in slight surprise.
Only then did Craig notice she had pierced her brows too. Oh dear. I hope she isn't some kind of buglar or assassin sent to kill him.
Who could have let her in? Aren't they any security anymore? If only his secretary wasn't on leave due to her complicated pregnancy.
Craig's hand went to the red alarm button that alerts security to his office and hovered over it. Any little suspicious move and his hand will press it.
"Excuse me, who are you?" He asked trying to be polite.
"I see boo boo kitty has forgotten me." She said smirking, her lip ring glittering.
"What?"
She rolled her eyes. "Oh please, the club? Drinking? BJ's? Ring any bells?" She waved her hand before his eyes.
His cheeks flammed in embarrassment. He did remember. All of it and her in particular. He had sworn never to make such mistake again.
"What do you want? " He felt a bit irritated.
"A job. I saw the ad and I'm here cause I'm ready to start." She said licking her lip ring.
"What?" He asked baffled. "You? My secetary?" He scoffed. "How on earth do you think I'll take you? "
She smirked; reaching into her pocket. She brought out her phone, unlocked it and showed him a picture of him and her kissing in the bar.
He raised his brows in question. Why was she reminding him? Was she one if those people that would lie she was pregnant because of his money? Not that it had happened to him, but he had friends who were victims.
And again, could kissing and - what did she call it? BJ make a woman pregnant? He was curious.
"It's gonna make a great story, you know." She walked towards the transparent view of the city. " 'CEO OF REPUTABLE FIRM SUCCUMBS TO DIRTY CLUBBING' " She looked at him. "How does that sound? "
Then it dawned on him.
"Are you blackmailing me?" He asked, although he knew the answer.
"Why in fucks name would I? All I need is a job you can 'oh so easily' provide. After all you're CEO. "
"And if I refuse to take you?" He asked daring her, though he knew she could easily expose his secret if he doesn't.
She arched her brows further. "Oh?" She laughed then, and to Craig's horror, she had gold on one incisor! Which sensible person removes her teeth and put gold instead? What else hasn't he discovered about her?
"What was the word again? 'Scandal'? Or maybe 'Shut down of the company'?"
Fear flickered in his eyes. What a fool he had been to confide in her!
"Forget my good looks baby boo, I'm a great secetary. So, what do you say?" She looked at him, her heavily mascaraed brown eyes daring him to refuse.
He gulped. He needed her; heavens, there were loads of work for her right now. And he had to keep his one time immoral act a secret.
"My - my parents and the media won't know?"
"You have my word."
He weighed his options in his mind. If he took her, she could help him and also keep his secret.
"We-Welcome aboard."
She grinned. "Thank you. The pleasure is mine." She drawled and winked at him. "And oh, I'll delete this for sure. "
Craig sighed in relief.
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