"FUCKING GET LOST FROM MY SIGHT", I roared out in resentment.
They took the Dead Body before running out of My Room. I heard the phone ringing sound which is that assassin. Taking the phone, I attended the call.
"What happened? Did you killed him?", I heard a voice filled with desperation to hear My death news.
By the sound, I found it's him, that Jackass Vladmir.
"If you want I can send his body to you as A Gift, Vladmir. What do you say?", I said with gritted teeth as his line went silent.
"Since you're working under me as A CAPO (Gangster). I'll leave you this time ALONE. Next time, I'll fucking take your Capo Position & kill you. Soon, I'll make that happen", I said in a deep rage tone with that I hunged up the call.
NEXT DAY:
I feel like someone hitting My Head with Rod. I don't feel well. It's not something new too. I laid back on the seat with closed eyes as going towards My Company.
I don't want to do that assistant interview. But I don't want another whore as My PA again.
I was about to go inside John stopped me, "Sir, I think you're not feeling well. Your eyes are..". "I'm fine", I replied. I couldn't shout at John as I do with others. Becoz he knows me & saw me at my worst but still staying with me.
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Doing interviews sucks. They don't seem like came for an interview. It's like an interview for a strip club. Now I know why that Andrew idiot can choose PA easily. That mutt. My temper is increasing with each passing minute.
I threw everyone out before they could even take A Seat. I can sense their intention by their walk itself. I ruffled My hair back furiously. I can't take this anymore.
AFTER 1 HOUR:
"FUCKING NEXT", I shouted pouring out all my anger on that word. I stood up from my seat. Standing near the glass window, I watched the sight of Newyork city from My Top floor.
I heard the door opening sound but I didn't pay heed to it. What's the use. No one coming here for work. I fisted My Palm tightly.
"Sir". I heard a most gentle voice for the first time in My life as it calmed me down in an instant. I loosened My fisted Palm. It's impossible. It's not the voice that trying to seduce me. It's so soothing to hear.
Strange...
"Sir", I heard the same soft voice again. It feels like I am swallowing honey. I want to see to whom this sweet voice belongs.
I turned around to be met with the sight of the most beautiful pair of blue eyes that I have ever seen. Her hair is golden like the sun glowing. Her face is Perfectly crafted with those Plump lips that I want to ravish it & her body is not a curvy one but still, she's adorable with her tiny petite form.
She walked inside clutching the file to her chest with shaky hands. I'm such An Idiot. I shouted too much this time that's why she's scared of Me. I'm such an asshole.
No, I shouldn't be feeling this way for a woman...
"Sir", My thoughts cut off by her voice.
"Yes take your seat please", I said, trying my level best to sound as soft as possible not wanted to scare her anymore. She nodded and took her seat giving me her Resume. I took it & opened it only to see her Name. What might be this Beauty's name, I thought.
I was greeted with the Name of A Flower in her resume, "ROSE BROOKLYN", I said to myself, they gave her A Perfect Name.
My Little FLOWER, I thought...
I shook My head again to cut off My thoughts again.
I gave her Resume back to her after seeing her Name. Her face drooped. She must've thought I rejected her.
No way in the hell I'll do that. She'll be with me from now on and forever.
I shook off my thoughts mentally to get rid of my thoughts again...
Fucking hell...
I called the Outside Receptionist, "Send off remaining. I got My Assistant", I said hanging up the call. She looked at me Confused."You can start your work tomorrow Flower, Sharp at 9". I said.
Her cheeks are suddenly kissed pink as a spring rose, the blooming color so cute against her flawless skin.
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