December 4, 2020

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The billionaire p.a episode 39 & 40

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THE BILLIONAIRE’S P.A
EPISODE THIRTY NINE AND FORTY
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ELENA

It’s becoming part of everyday life for me to make an absolute fool of myself while speaking. It has to stop.

“I mean your burger. The file close to your burger. Such an important file. What’s in that burger…. file….”

I chuckled nervously and almost started crying at my stupidity.

“I’ll shut up now.”

He actually chuckled slightly amused or something.

“Should I go back or…”

“No Sir. I’ve got everything you said.”

“Ok then. The driver’s waiting downstairs.”

“Alright Sir, I should be back later.”

“Alright. I’ll give him orders to stop by a restaurant on the way. We can’t have you attacking burgers now.”

I face palmed myself in embarrassment and walked out of his office.

True to his words, the driver was downstairs. I got in and he drove to a restaurant. They had an indoor drive through so we just gave an order and collected it on the way out.

I moaned a little too loudly the second my lips connected with the big belly burger and took a sip out of my juice.

Moments later, I was done and I carefully disposed of them.

“Whoo! Am ready.”

I said arranging my clothes, hair and the documents I had. Even the driver looked amused. Maybe I should become a clown or something then.

That’s not a bad idea to be honest. If Van continues to torment my life, I could drop all this and move to a life in the circus.

I bursted into a round of laughter at my own thoughts, the driver stared at me through the mirror. I looked like a crazy person for sure.

“Sorry.”

I mouthed and kept shut until we got there.

Mikeslson industries was nothing compared to Mr O’Cornner company but it sure as hell puts up a good fight.

Being a resourceful person, I fought to find my way without asking for any help. Failing miserably at that attempt, I sucked it up and asked for directions from the receptionist.

Luckily, she was a hell of a lot more friendly than the one at my working place. She told me where to go and I did just that.

The signing and talking would be done in the conference room so that’s where I’m heading.

The elevator dinged and I walked out in the most professional way I could think of. I stood in front of the big door labelled “CONFERENCE ROOM” I actually considered knocking since this would my first time doing something like this.

“Oh f**k it.”

I pushed the door open and gently walked in.

My eyes met with “her” the woman I hadn’t seen in more than three years, the one who made my life a living hell. Octavia Snow. Or if all went well, Octavia Mikeslson. What the hell was she doing here?

ELENA

I only saw her back view but it’s her. I know it. Van wasn’t in the room. It was just her and some other men. In fact I don’t think any of them had noticed my presence at all.

I carefully walked out and closed the door.

“sh*t!”

A male voice cursed, I felt something warm on my hand.

“This is interesting.”

I mumbled. Van spilled coffee on himself and for the first time, I’m glad I was clumsy.

“You might want to clean that up.”

“Tell me you didn’t go in there.”

“Tell me you didn’t invite Octavia to this meeting and then invite me.”

“I didn’t. She’s talking strategy with them. Our meeting doesn’t start for another ten minutes or more.”

“Well then, if you recognized me I’m sure she’ll have the same luck though I’m not in the mood for her so I’ll just disappear for about fifteen minutes. Cool? Alright.”

I patted his back and walked away.

“More memories.”

I sighed to myself.

THREE YEARS EARLIER

The next week at work, more rumours had sprung up.

I didn’t even know the strength I possessed enabling me to drag my sorry ass and actually make it here.

The sight I met was not a friendly one. Co-workers I actually thought could be my friends were just jealous people dying for something to talk about. Searching for favour and attention.

People who I had worked with for a while, people who knew me could spout such awful things about me.

Many even went as far as to bring up stories about catching up have sex in the office countless times on different occasions.

Others would say I forced myself on him, I seduced my boss who was already engaged. Little did they know that I had no idea Van was engaged until it was too late. I had already fallen deeply in love with him before he confessed he was engaged. My heart was crushed, I tried to end it but he wouldn’t stop coming.

My desires were incontrollable because I loved him. After Saturday night, I reserved a special spot in my heart for him. He doesn’t deserve my love anymore and is sure as hell not going to get in.

I met yet another shock by the time I got to my office.

“Hey that’s my stuff!”

I yelled as some men boxed up my things moving them.

“It’s moving day for you.”

Octavia appeared with her signature smirk.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve realised my fiance doesn’t need a secretary. Now why I can’t fire you, I can make you quit which is why you’re being given the crapiest working space as a reward for being a social climber. Have fun.”

She walked away with a sway of her hips. The men carried on their way manhandling most of my things and gossiping about me right to my very face.

The worse part was that it was just the beginning. The start of my never ending misery.
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TBC

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