Mr. Black Is Not A Gentleman!!!

Chapter 3 Why me?

Cia's POV:

When I realized it was Mr. Black my whole body became cold with fear. My eyes started to blink in panic as I tried to get my stupid heart and mind under control. His beautiful brown eyes were looking at mine. He looked me up and down, I came to the realization that I was wearing clothing that was much too revealing for him to be seeing me in. He was looking at the secret side of my life, the one I kept hidden from almost everyone at the company. I looked like a w***e in these clothes. I kept one hand on my chest.

I didn't know why my mind was filled with fear after seeing Mr. Black, but my heart was beating way too fast. It was always like that. My heart started to beat uncontrollably every time I saw Mr. Black. But at the moment both the place and situation were wrong. I looked at Mr. Black's chocolatey brown eyes for a second before immediately turning my face to the other side. I know that I had made a huge mistake by turning my face away. It would only increase Mr. Black's suspicion further.

But I have no other way to hide my identity. Under no circumstances could I let him see me in this outfit working at this place. I quickly took steps towards the door to escape from the rooftop. Well I believed that Mr. Black would not recognize me. I was one of the thousands of women that worked at his company whose department he only passed through on occasion. He had most likely never even noticed me. But, if he had recognized my face … 

No, I could not think negatively!

I had brought this negative thought into my mind, that was when I felt a hand on my shoulder which caused my whole body to start sweating profusely. I knew that only two people exist on this rooftop, Mr. Black and I. This hand had to belong to Mr. Black.

Why had he stopped me?!

I screamed in my mind but did not turn around or look back. I was feeling like I would cry at any moment. I never thought I would come face to face with my boss at the nightclub.

"Wait, you ..." He probably wanted to ask me about my identity. But how was that possible? Both of us have never even spoken to each other until just now. I had always changed my path when I saw him. I have never even stood before Mr. Black. How could he have recognized me?! I interrupted him before he could complete his sentence. 

"No, I am not. I am sorry." As soon as I spoke, I hurriedly ran away, removing his hand from his shoulder with a jerk. I didn't know what question I had just answered. I had not even heard his question, I was so scared that I shook my boss's hand off in a panic and ran away. In other words, I insulted my own boss.

I escaped as fast as possible, tears were leaking from my eyes. I went into the changing room and locked myself there. I sat on the floor bringing my knees up to my chest as I placed my head on top of my knees. I closed my eyes as I could see my future unfolding before me into nothing but darkness. The way Mr. Black had stopped me, not knowing why I felt as if he had seen my face, and that he may have recognized me. If what I was thinking was true, then I had lost that job.

After finishing college, I obtained a job at this big company after searching for one at many companies for three consecutive months. But I had lost it in a matter of moments. Now Mr. Black would be firing me from my job. He had seen the reality of my existence. Any gentleman, especially Mr. Black, who did not accept any failings or stains to his honor, would not allow a woman that worked at a nightclub bar to continue working for his company. That was what I was afraid of.. Now as soon as I was fired from that job, the entire office would discover that I worked at a nightclub. I would lose everything.

I heard a knock on the door as a girl called me out to me. The girl told me that the owner of the club wanted to see me and he was also angry. 

"What happened? Why is he angry?" I asked the girl while getting up from the floor in a panic. I did not remember making any mistakes tonight. I served everyone well and did not offend any guests.

My throat went dry just thinking that a guest was upset. I had just annoyed a very important man. Not just angered but  insulted him as well. Perhaps Mr. Black had complained to the club owner. That meant that I would be fired from the company as well as the nightclub. I had no idea what I was going to do now. I no longer had a single job to my name.

As I was thinking about this, the door of the changing room opened as the manager entered. I immediately thanked God that it was him and not the owner.

"Manager, I heard that the boss is very upset with me. But I don’t understand why I haven’t made any mistakes, then how can he be angry…" The manager interrupted me before I was finished.

"There is nothing to worry about. I knew that you would be worried about this, so I came to tell you that the truth is that he is upset not only with you but with another girl as well," Listening to the manager, I wiped sweat from my face and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you sweating so much? Your face is flushed. Are you feeling alright?" The manager asked, as he led me to sit down and gave me a glass of water. I glanced at the clock after swiping the sweat from my forehead again and drinking water. It was only 11:00 pm but the party was going to be held until well past the usual closing of the club. If I stayed here then there was a high likelihood that I would run into Mr. Black again. I was already mortified thinking about it. How would I face him again?

"I am not feeling well. Could you possibly allow me to go home early today?” I asked the manager, he glanced up at the clock. He did not say yes right away. He was thinking it over. I could understand that I was putting him in a tight situation. There was already a staff shortage here and I was asking permission to go home early.

"You know what, don't worry, I will go back to work," I told him, turning to go back out on the club floor.

“Wait Cia!” Manager stopped me, and I looked back at him.

"Go and change clothes. You have never taken a single day off since you started working here, nor do you ask for permission to go home early because you're sick. If you don’t feel well then you can go home. The rest of the staff will take care of everything," The manager told me with a smile, handing me my bag. 

"Thank you," I acknowledged with a small smile.

He walked out of the room so that I could change my clothes. I got out of the club as quickly as possible. Many expensive vehicles were parked in front of the club. All the vehicles belonged to the rich men having fun at the private party inside the club. My eyes went to one of the beautiful cars, I knew exactly who this car belonged to. I had seen Mr. Black getting out of this car many times at work. I was 100% sure that Mr. Black had identified me. When the club owner called for me, I had this feeling that Mr. Black had complained about me, but it must not have been true.

Why had Mr. Black not complained about me? A car passed by my me, I was still standing looking at Mr. Black's car in the parking lot. I felt as if someone was watching me. I turned my eyes towards the roof terrace of the club where I had seen Mr. Black standing earlier. He was still standing there. He had the liquor glass in his hand that I had left there for him. He was standing up high but his eyes were on me. I instantly moved my eyes away and started my walk home. My steps were so swift that I was close to running in my attempt to leave that place. 

After reaching home, I lay on the bed without having a bite to eat. After seeing Mr. Black at the club, seeing his eyes on me, my brain had stopped working completely. I was lying in bed but was in no position to think about anything. Nothing was coming to my mind, it wouldn’t let me plan for tomorrow morning. I did not know what new storm was coming into my life with the rise of tomorrow morning’s sun, but I knew that my life was going to change.

I was not able to sleep at all that night. So as soon as 5:00 am came around I got out of the house. I had to calm my mind as I prepared myself to fight whatever hardships came my way. I knew that when I went to the office, that the notice saying that I had been fired from my job would be placed into my hands.

Once out of my house, I went to a garden that was a short walk from my home. The weather was quite nice and there was a strange silence in the middle of this greenery. I sat under a tree closing my eyes. I felt suffocated when I was lying in bed at home. I still had all the same worries plaguing my mind but here I was able to relax and calm myself.

I realized that I was getting rather sleepy. I tried to keep my eyes open but was fighting a losing battle. I should not sleep in this place but I felt so comfortable . Through the small slit that my eyes could manage to open, everything  was blurry. I felt as if someone was walking towards me. What I could see of the person was also blurry. I could only make out a couple things like the color of their clothes and that from their figure that it looked like a man. I knew that the man was wearing a grey top and black bottoms. I could hear the sound of shoes which were growing closer.

I thought it was an illusion. Many people come here to jog, so maybe one of them was just passing by here. Why would anyone come over to me? Thinking about this, my eyelids grew heavy, I just wanted to sleep. Suddenly, I realized that I was lying on the ground. I felt someone's touch,on my cheek. I also felt someone's arm wrapped around my waist.

I was exceedingly confused due to my lack of sleep the night before. But I couldn’t understand why this touch felt so real. It had not looked or felt  like an illusion. I could hear someone's heartbeat. Iit seemed as if my head had been placed onto someone's chest. I could smell the scent of someone's body, it was something heavenly. I felt as if someone cherished me. I tried to open my eyes but still everything was a blur. My head was really on someone's chest. It was truly someone's heartbeat I was listening to.

"What's going on? Who are you?" I asked the person in a quiet voice. I tried to move my head from him so that I could see him clearly but I felt his hand on my cheek keeping my head where it was on his chest.

"Sleep,"I heard only one word from his mouth as my eyes closed, not knowing anything about him.

As soon as I closed my eyes I found myself in a school dress. I recognized that I was seeing myself seven years ago. It was the day my parents had left me and ran away. Maybe that had been the last day that I had cried extensively. I didn't know why I was dreaming about this. I tried to wake myself up from this dream. I knew that tears were leaking from my eyes. I did not know why I was not able to wake myself up from my sleep. Today I could not fight with myself. Why?

I felt as if someone was wiping away my tears. I also felt someone else’s body heat. Like someone was holding me. But how was that possible? There was no one left in my life to dry my tears. But this felt amazing. This body heat was so comforting. I did not want to open my eyes.

That was when I heard the alarm sound of my phone. When I shook my head and body, I felt as if I slept in a hard place. I did not feel like I was in bed, that was when I remembered that I was on the ground. I opened my eyes and saw that I was lying on the grass.

Oh no! I slept here!!! 

I did not know when I had fallen asleep. But I saw that a grey hoodie had been put on me. It was very large, it looked like I was wearing a dress. It was not mine but who had put it on me?

I saw an alarm ringing on my phone beside my arm. The strange thing was that I knew quite well that I had not put an alarm on my phone. As soon as I shut off the alarm I noticed that it was already 7:00 in the morning. I was very surprised to see that. I had gotten here around 5:15 am and had managed to lose almost two hours of time. 

Oh god! How could I have slept in a public place so carelessly! People come and go from here frequently. They probably didn’t know what to think of me. I instantly got up from the ground and looked around me. I couldn’t see anyone close to me. I looked down as the hoodie, I did not know whose it was. Why had he left it with me? But there was one positive thing about this hoodie, it smelled exactly  like that scent I had inhaled when I had my eyes closed. That same sweet fragrance. 

I returned home and immediately took a shower. I felt totally refreshed after sleeping so soundly for a couple of hours then cleaning myself up. My day had started in a strange way, but I was feeling a little better now. I left the house having gotten ready for the office. On the way out the door, I saw some snacks. Even though I had not eaten anything since last night, I was still not hungry. Probably due to the fact that I knew what was going to happen in a short time.

I was standing outside the office building, which was home to the company I worked for but I did not have the courage to go inside. I had come so far, I just had to muster up the courage to go inside. As soon as I entered, my eyes went towards the notice board. When Mr. Black had fired his secretary, it had been announced to the entire office, there had also been a notice related to it posted to the notice board. There was a lot of information on the notice board but nothing related to me had been placed there. I knew that I should have sighed with relief seeing that but I just couldn’t manage to. The danger was still hovering over me. Maybe Mr. Black would announce it after arriving at the office. 

I went to my department and saw that everything looked normal. Everyone was busy with their work. I went and sat at my desk, glazing around at everyone again. Milo entered the office, he came over to give me the usual chocolates after saying Good Morning. I smiled, said good morning to him, and looked down at the chocolates.

This is the last time that my coworkers would be behaving this way towards me. When I was fired and the truth came out, everything would be over. I did not know whether I should be happy or sad to see those chocolates. I picked up the box and opened it. As I was about to eat one of them, the whole office became very quiet and I noticed that everyone was standing at their desk. My eyes moved towards the door. I saw that Mr Black entered with his secretary. I instantly began to panic as I rose from my desk chair, at the same time the chocolate that had been in my hands fell to the floor.

It was not that it was the first time Mr. Black had come into this department. He had come many times, but today I knew the reason for his appearance. His eyes were only on me as he made his way towards me. I saw that everyone was watching my every move now. I gripped my dress in panic. Everyone was going to know the truth about me. Mr. Black stopped right in front of me, I could not even move my eyes away from him. I had already insulted him by removing his hand last night at the club, I could not risk doing something here.

"Miss Cia," I heard him call my name for the first time. His manly voice was enough to cause any woman’s panties to moisten. All the women around me had lusted for this gentleman, but my name coming from his lips was just to inform me of approaching danger. I already knew what words he was going to say next.

'You are fired 'I know that was what he had come to say. I wanted him to say those words as soon as possible, that way I could leave sooner and avoid further humiliation. I had no desire to hear the words prostitute or w***e from my friends. 

"I have good news for you." Mr Black used the phrase good news. I realized that this was a new way of insulting someone. I knew that he had recognized me last night, maybe I had shoved his hand and he felt insulted. Was that why he was degrading me in this way?

Everyone was standing far away from us so they were not able to hear what I had to say. I picked up my purse in one hand as I stepped closer to him, lowering my head. 

“I… I am… sorry. I know what you are going to … say but…” I stammered, daring to look up at him. He was already staring down at my face.

“I am leaving the company right now, but can you wait to tell everyone until after I leave? Please, it’s a request…” I pleaded in a low tone, his secretary also heard me. I felt ashamed. I knew I had no right to ask him something like this but it was very painful for me as well. I noticed that he did not say anything. He was only staring down at my face. I  backed away taking steps towards the door as I was about to pass him, he grabbed ahold of my hand.

“Where do you think you are going?” I heard Mr. Black ask, my body shivered from his touch. I held in my tears. After all, he was going to announce it now. I had told him I was still leaving…

"You have been chosen as my secretary. I want you to start your new position tomorrow," After hearing him say that my purse fell from my hands. My eyes widened with surprise. Maybe I had gone mad. I had just heard the strangest thing. An impossible thing. It was a shock to lose a job. I had not even applied for this position, so how could he have chosen me as his secretary? I have lost my mind. 

"Oh My God !!!" Suddenly my friends came running towards me, hugged me tightly. 

"Cia you got the promotion! Congratulations!” My friends celebrated that was when I realized that what I had heard was not wrong. I really had gotten promoted! But how was that possible ?! Why me? Mr. Black's secretary had sent everyone back to their desks while I stood there alone with Mr. Black.

“Why me?” I asked slowly. My eyes were still on him, I saw a slight smile appear on his face. It caused chills to shiver through my body. Why was he smiling at me? What was the meaning of it? I realized that he was looking at the chocolate that had fallen on the floor. In all the excitement I had completely forgotten about it. He looked annoyed at seeing it there.

“Sorry,” I apologized, picking it up. It was was no longer eatable so I threw it in the trash can, then I saw the Mr. Black picked up the box of chocolates from my desk and threw it in the trash can as well

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Wait! What?! Why had he done that? The rest of them were fine. He had stepped closer to me, I nervously took a few steps back in retreat.

“Don’t let me see you with these chocolates again,” warned Mr. Black, staring into my eyes as he licked his lower lips. My heart stopped as I watched him doing something like that. He smiled at me again looking at my lips before turning and leaving.

What was that? What just happened? What is this new mess!!!