Love Me

07- Closer

A comfy room, a pile of files neatly arranged on my desk, and another heap of files were there on my computer screen.

I slowly relaxed my shoulders and leaned back closing my eyes. It's been a week since I joined this job as Michael's secretary. That sounds so great but that’s something very tough in the same way.

Nowadays I am asking myself whether I am good for this, and yeah I am indeed doing great. So, for now, I can relax.

Raising my wrist, I looked at my watch to see the time is 5.30 pm. I quickly got up and went to the pantry room to get a coffee for My Boss. That’s one of my schedules.

Knocking on the door, I entered having the same nervousness whenever I am going to see him. Seeing his absence on his seat, I turned my gaze, and there he was standing near the window and looked deep in his thoughts.

This man, what he is?

I never thought he will be the most understanding and kind gentleman. He is strict but not rude that's what made him a good boss.

In this entire week except for the first day he continually loading a hell lot of work on my shoulders and ordering me to sit here in his office itself to finish the work in front of his intimidating intense gaze. This was first unusual for me then slowly I got used to this. He won't leave the office until I finish the work.

I placed the cup on the table that got his attention. He looked at me and I don't know a reason for my inattentiveness.

He looked at his wristwatch and with a smirk, he stared at me.

With an apologetic look, I said, "Sorry sir, I forgot this in the middle of sending the investors document.”

"That's fine," he walked close to me.

"But don't repeat it," he added.

Before leaving I was again stopped by his smooth voice, 

"Sara?"

"Yes?"

"Come with the files that I have to sign!"

"Sure sir,"

I shouldn't feel like this; it is not good.

I took my water bottle and gulped the remaining water to ease this strange feeling and went to the shelf to take those documents.

When I was on my way, my phone vibrated. I took it from my pocket to see the message notification.

I opened to see the message from Kai.

"Babe?"

Kai, I don't know whether it is his real name or not, but I like the way he talks to me. The small messages that he sends every day were motivating.

Nowadays I forgot that he is my stalker and thanking him for his care on me

Again a message came when I was in my thoughts.

"My love don't stress out yourself" 

Reading the message I questioned how can he guess my situation very accurately.

"Thanks"

When I entered, the thing that caught my eyes is Mr. Michael his happy face and the phone in his hands.

Recently Mr. Michael was rumored to be in a relationship with a model-actress Amy Pearson. I think she must be on the phone that's why he’s so happy.

"Take your seat, Sara," he said without looking at my face.

"Next month I am going on a business trip to Greece, I want you to accompany me there." "Tell your answer checking your schedule," he informed and I nodded.

After signing it he pushed it before me, taking it I looked at him.

"Sir tomorrow you are having a meeting with that Italian investor in our hotel,"

"Yeah I know, did I have any meeting on Sunday?"

"No sir"

"Fine," he nodded.

"Then can you ask Mr. Thomas to come here," he said but he didn't tell about leaving.

"Okay sir," I turned to leave with a dull face.

"Sara if you want you can leave," those words just lighten up my face.

I came out literally jumping in happiness. The next two days were the weekend I have planned a lot of things. One going shopping with Nisha and buying home decors for renovating my house.

I went to Mr. Thomas's room and informed him to meet Mr. Michael.

Coming back to the house, I placed the phone on the table and headed to take a bath. A nice hot shower has relaxed my aching muscles. I came out only to find my phone is ringing.

It was from Mr. Michael.

Oh god, what is it now? Did I forget anything?

"Sir?" I answered.

"Sara, I think you didn't send me the document for tomorrow's meeting."

Furrowing my eyebrows, I thought for a minute.

"But sir, I think I have given the printed document two days before?"

"No, I don't have any documents here. Could you again prepare the document and take it to my house? If you can't come now then it's fine, you accompany me to the meeting tomorrow."

Tomorrow! No way. I am going with Nisha to buy her wedding gown and my bridesmaid dress. If I couldn't make it there, then I will be in great danger. Better I should go now!

"Sir I will come with the documents now,"

Since I did the mistake by being irresponsible so I have to correct it than giving excuses to avoid these kinds of situations.

"Fine,"

I know his address and I looked at my watch, it showed 8.30 pm. If I start now, then I will be back home before 10 pm. Heading to my desk I searched for that document, thankfully I stored it on my laptop. Taking a printout, I came out of the house to get a taxi.

The taxi stopped before a big mansion gate and I got down looking at it. Walking in I was astounded to see the most beautiful yard I have ever seen. Pressing the doorbell, I stood before the security camera.

A maid in her early forties welcomed me in. My eyes widened to see the shining interior design of his mansion. All decorated neatly in white and peach colors. When I was gazing at it, the maid cleared her throat to gain my attention.

"Ms. Sara, can you follow me?"

"Sure,"

The maid left me after telling me that Mr. Michael's room is in the end. I got no reply after I knocked on the door, so I stepped in having no other option. It was his room I guess and its size was equal to that of my entire apartment. The entire room is decorated in white and black just like his office. There are great artworks hanged on the walls and antic works perfectly decorated the room elegantly, at the farther end of the room there was a huge bookshelf.

As I was gazing at the room I saw a picture of Michael's high school graduation with his grandfather next to him. Seeing his teenage picture, I don't know why but at that instant, he looked like someone I know, like I have seen him before.

Suddenly the click on the door got my attention. Mr. Michael came out of the bath since it is evident from his attire just a towel was wrapped around his waist. Oh s**t! I am fired! I concluded and mentally cried.

But there’s no surprise on his face and he looked normal and calm.

"You came earlier, I thought you will be late," saying that he took his phone that's lying on his king-size bed.

I don't know what to say since I felt hard to speak, his body is goals, perfect in every way.

"Can you wait for me outside?"

"Yeah...yes sir," I stopped gawking his figure and left.

In the balcony, I saw a couch. I relaxed my shoulders and rested.

"Yeah, that's okay. I will meet you tomorrow," his voice made me stiff.

He sat before me crossing his legs, I gave the printed documents.

"Good, you are prompt in working," he complimented that lifted my mood, I can't help but smile.

"Thank you, sir,"

"You are so helpful to me for this past week and you are way more talented than I thought," he again flattered me.

"Do you have any important plans for tomorrow?"

"Uh... yes, I am going out with my friend."

"You are living alone right?"

"Yes. Before that, my friend stayed along with me. Now she is getting married.”

"Oh... are you comfortable with that, living alone?"

"Not really, I love and hate it,"

"What you will do when you are free?" he questioned gazing at the documents.

"I usually stay in my house cleaning and planning for my next week. Sometimes I will visit the orphanage where I am working as a volunteer."

"That's great,"

"And sir, I have to thank you for helping those kids. I heard you have donated a lot of money for the charity."

"That's fine. But sadly some were still thinking that I was doing those stuff to gain public attention and to promote our brand."

"People were like that, we can't do anything. But you are doing a great job, sir.”

"I am glad to hear that from you," "What you have decided, are you coming with me to Greece?"

"Yes, sir,"

"Great and one more thing stop call me sir, call me Michael. Since I don't like you addressing me formally when we are just talking in general.

"I will try... si" he raised his eyebrow then I corrected. "Michael," I grinned.

As time progressed our conversation moved personally.

"Do you want to ask anything to me?" he asked me.

"Are you in a relationship with Amy Pearson?" I asked that which has bothered me.

He chuckled first and then nodded. "Why did you ask this suddenly?"

"Nowadays I am seeing a lot of gossips about your relationship with her. Even some of my friends who are working in our company asked this question to me. As your PA, I have the responsibility to protect your privacy,"

He agreed to me.

"Do you want anything to drink?" he asked.

"No, I am getting late," I stood up taking my bag.

"Sara I will drop you," he offered.

"Oh okay," I nodded.

We came out of his house. He opened the door for me before getting in. I couldn't believe his gesture. How can he act simple and nice?

And I.... like him. Oh god!

I couldn't understand this sudden attraction over him.

The car stopped before my apartment building how he knew my address, I thought and turned my gaze to him.

He smiled and the proximity between us made me nervous.

"Good night," I told and got down from the car.

"Good night," he left.