FERRARI POV:
"What is it", I snarled with gritted teeth. "Sir..that..", he stopped in mid adding fuel to my anger. "Speak up already". As he started to explain anger is just A small word now even rage can't stand.
"..........................Sir bcoz of this we may lose our share to Vladmir..". "NO", I cut him off before hearing that "Sir if all work today full shift we can...".
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At the end of the conversation, I said, "I'll take care of that but the deal should not go in the hands of that motherfucker". "Sure Sir". I hunged up the call. Time to remain all where they're working, I thought to myself.
I reached the workers' floor, I watched them from a noticeable distance. The way they are sitting looks as if they're in a picnic spot.
How dare these fuckers...
I saw a flower vase near me. I took it, smashing on the floor to gain all their attention. All turned towards my direction, now with fearful eyes.
"You all doing that same fucking jobs for years, then why can't you all do that properly. I got an A report that the whole project is a mess that can deduct My share on Company. Just one-day time i.e., today, You all should stay here, finish it then leave...or else....", I glared at them menacingly.
"Understand", my voice roared echoed on the entire floor as they all nodded vigorously.
I turned back to regret the very next moment as I saw Rose hiding behind the wall watching me. I ruffled up My hair in disappointment leaving that place.
As I reached My Cabin I threw what I got in my hand not able to fathom the thought that she's going to be scared of me now.
Shit... She might've got scared of me just like everyone...
I'm an asshole... I just can't fucking control myself ...
Splashing water on my face, I stood near the glass window with My head touching the glass in distress.
I heard A knock, "Come in", I said in low voice.
ROSE POV:
I can see it in his eyes. He's not doing becoz he likes it simply he can't control his anger like others even if he wants. His eyes held sadness, rejection, regret everything. All are just seeing his one side.
I looked down to see that broken vase. He's having serious anger issues. I saw all employees are really angry but many are scared by his words.
"Rose", I look back to see George standing behind me. "Thank God, You're alive. I thought that Devil might've killed you", he whispered in my ear which made me angry.
I don't know why but I can't stand the thought of someone talking ill about him. I left without saying anything. I heard him calling My name but I ignored it.
I reached his cabin knocking on the door. I heard the tired voice from that side as I thought. I met with him facing the opposite side from me.
"Mr.Knight", I called him. "Flower, leave & your cabin is next to mine. Right side", he said still slanting on glass with his head.
"I'm sorry Mr.knight, I should've come fast", I said keeping the Coffee on the table. It's true if only I would've come here fast with the coffee, everything will be fine by now.
"Mr. knight", I walked towards him called his name again as he didn't say anything.
He turned around to face me as his eyes are very reddish now, his face sweating a lot & his white shirt becomes transparent because of his dampness.
Oh God, his condition is worsening.....
"Mr. Knig....", before I could say, he leaned forward wrapping his arms around me making my breath hitch.
I stood frozen, trying to calm down my racing heart as my hands dangling uselessly at my sides. I don't know what to do. I've never been held like this by anyone.
Great Start for A Day...
ROSE POV:
With uncertainty, I wrapped one arm around his shoulder, with the other hand I touched his forehead.
Oh My God...
He should definitely see the doctor. "Rose...", he whispered my name in his faint voice burying his face in my neck which made me squirm as his beard tickling me.
"Mr.knight you're...", he cut me off again. "Forgive me", he whispered as if he's regretting about something he did. "I'm not angry, Mr.knight", I replied, not knowing for what he's asking sorry especially to me. "You know what I...", he stopped saying in mid.
The next moment I couldn't balance his weight as he becomes heavier also his hands loosened around from my waist, dangling in the air.
"Mr.knight", I called him but he didn't respond. Then it struck My mind. He fainted again.
Oh, No...
I held him tight making sure he won't fall from my arms. "Arg.. he's so heavy".
Ok, Rose think. What to do...
Mr.John, he's the only one who can help now. After a lot of struggle, I positioned him on his chair wiping off his sweat away from his face.
I called the front desk, informing the Receptionist about Mr.Knight's condition as well as requesting to call Mr.John, his driver. "Ok, ma'am just 5 min", the receptionist replied. "Ok, thank you".
I looked at Mr. Knight who is unconscious now. I don't understand why no one noticed his condition. I caressed his hair back gently.
I pulled back my hand away after knowing what I'm doing. No Rose, he's Your Boss. He's not feeling well that made him act differently. That's it. Nothing more I said to myself.
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After some minutes, I got a call back from the office telephone. "Hello, it's me, John, what happened?". I said everything about his health condition. I could hear Mr.John sighing heavily from the other side.
10 MINUTES LATER:
I stood outside watching him lying unconscious inside the car. It makes me feel...
"Ma'am", I turned around to see Mr.John. "Yes Mr.John", I asked back waiting for his response. "Thanks for informing me, actually he always pushes himself beyond the limit. This time it's worsened", he said with a frown expression.
"Mr.John, why no one noticed his condition even his family", I asked. But his face looked like he's in deep thought.
After a moment, finally, he answered my question. "Family... he's alone", he said, before I could ask what's that mean? He beat me to it changing the topic.
"This driver will drop you today", he said as I tried to decline politely but he insisted, telling that Mr.Knight won't like it. Not having any choice, I accepted in the end.
"Ok take care of him", I said seeing Mr.Knight one last time before leaving.
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