Devil's In The Details

4. Chapter Four

Allegra's POV

Its been a whole month since Aiden took the position as the CEO of the company, and I can't say I am not impressed. In just a few days after taking the position, he cracked a deal with one of the rival companies and somehow convinced them to sell seventy percent of their stocks, making him the highest stockholder of the company. 

"Ms. Tyson, I needed that report yesterday", Aiden screams through the phone and I sigh before hanging up and going inside his office, not before knocking on the door, of course. His highness gets very cranky when any of his rules are broken. 

"Sir, the report is already on your desk", I walk towards it and move the cluster of papers away before handing the report to him. He looks at once, reading it before nodding his head and dismissing me. I have gotten used to his curtness but I am the one who's foolish to expect a 'thank you' from this arrogant man. He has fired three employees already for tardiness and incompetent work. They surely were wrong and even after giving one warning, that didn't change so he fired them in front of the office, making an example out of them. 

"Anything else I can do for you, sir?", I ask him, not wanting to be rude. 

"Get me another coffee, please", he states in the same monotonous voice and I sigh. 

"Sir, with all due respect, your mother asked me to cut your caffeine intake so I can bring you a green tea if you would like". 

"Who's the boss here, Ms. Tyson?", he asks me as he slowly raises his head from the pile of work. I gulp but don't answer him. 

"Ms. Tyson, what have we talked about not answering me?"

"Its a form of disrespect", I answer quietly, not wanting to piss him off even more. 

"Very well. Now, answer my previous question". 

"You, sir". 

"Then, whatever I say goes. If I tell you to get me a cup of coffee, just do it without adding your input, understood?"

"Yes, sir. I will be right back", I hastily leave the room and rest my back on the door of his cabin, catching my breath. That man can extremely intimidating when he wants to be and he reminds me of the beast from the movie, Beauty and the Beast. Like he isn't hairy or something just way too much to keep up with. Okay, I am going to stop now. I chuckle to myself before going to the kitchen to fix him a cup of coffee. 

After giving him the coffee and getting more work from him, I return to my desk, resuming on the proof readings of the contracts before passing them onto him. One of the contracts catch my attention and I read it numerous times but I still can't believe my eyes. It is a contract with the Romanian company and they are offering us a million dollars for the shipments. I think there is something at fault here because a million dollar is a bit too much for this quantity. Rather than being sorry later, I walk towards his cabin, waiting for him to let me in. He grunts a response and I open the door, without looking up as I am busy staring at the contract. I look up to see him standing there, with a phone attached to his ear. He seems extremely pissed off at something and from the look on his face, someone might just die today. I stand there, my hands in front of me, while he turns to look at me, eyes glaring though I am hoping its not because of something I did. 

"Hold on", he tells the person and gestures for me to speak. 

"I have a few doubts in this contract", I tell him and he extends his hand I place it in his waiting palm. He reads through it before handing it back to me. 

"I don't see anything wrong". 

"Sir, with all due respect, the amount they are paying us is way more than the regular. I think there must have been a mistake". 

"A mistake? Are you doubting my abilities, Ms. Tyson?", my eyes widen at his accusation and shake my head. 

"No sir. But I just thought-", he cuts me off before I could complete the sentence. 

"You thought that I won't be able to c***k the deal or something similar to that bullshit?"

"Sir, I-", he cuts me off yet again, glaring at me hard. 

"Leave before I fire you, Ms. Tyson. And one more thing, this contract will go through just the way it is drafted by the team, understand?"

"Yes sir", I meekly nod at him before leaving the room in a hurry. The door locks behind me and I sigh before shaking my head. He had no right to go off on me like that. I was just making sure everything was right but him being the ass he is, he just can't control his temper. I shake my head, clearing it before returning to work. Mr. Anderson had told me to not leave before completing all the work assigned today and it is almost eleven in the night now, and I am almost done with it. I have one more shipment to track and a call to make before I can finally be done for the day. He is still inside his office and hasn't come out since that call in the afternoon. I was about to pack and leave but the elevator doors open and a very good looking man steps out, straightening his coat before looking up. His eyes meet mine and I give him a small smile which isn't returned on his part. He strides towards Mr. Anderson's door and before I could stop him, he enters the room. I rush after him and was about to say something when Mr. Anderson gets and hugs the man tightly and gives him a smile, which is a sight to behold. I have never seen that man smile and now that I have, I want to see it on repeat. Shut the hell up, brain. I chide myself before looking at the duo as they exchange a few words before they both turn to look at me. 

"Ms. Tyson? Can I help you with something?"

"I am sorry for interrupting, sir. I didn't know someone was coming to see you so I was about to stop him but you seem to know him", I blurt out and the other man smirks at my flustered state while Mr. Anderson stares at me, amused at my nervous self. I have stood up to this man a few times and seeing me all nervous is amusing him. Great. I just made a fool out of myself. Now I just gotta go home and wallow in shame along with two tubs of ice cream. 

"What are you still doing here? The working hours are over a while ago". 

"I had to finish the work, sir", I tell him and he shakes his head. 

"How are you going home?"

"The train, sir". 

"Don't you own a fancy car?", he asks with a smirk and I almost roll my eyes at his tone. 

"I sent it for repair, sir". 

"My driver will take you home today and from tomorrow, just go home on time, understood?"

"It is not needed, sir. I can manage". 

"It isn't up for negotiation and before I forget, this my best friend and the COO of the company, Xavier Marshal", he introduces the man and he steps forward, bringing his hand forward. I put my hand in his and rather than shaking it, he brings my knuckles to his mouth, placing a soft kiss to them and lets it go, shooting a smirk my way. I blush before smiling at him shyly while Mr. Anderson clears his throat before glaring at his friend who smirks at him. 

"An absolute pleasure, Ms. Tyson. I have heard a lot about you", he says and I turn to look at Aiden who's glaring daggers at him now. 

"From Derek, of course. That man loves to talk about the daughter that he found at a cafeteria", he elaborates and I smile at him, trying my best to not blush yet again. 

"I look forward to work with you, sir", I reply with the sanest comment I could think of and he nods. 

"So do I, Ms. Tyson", we stare at each other for a solid second before I look at Mr. Anderson. 

"I should get going. Have a good night both of you", I smile at them before leaving. As I was about to go back to my working space I overhear Mr. Marshal speaking. 

"If you don't want her, let me have her as my assistant", he says and I anticipate Aiden's reply on this one. I hear a growl before his next words stun me. 

"I will break your legs if you even think about it", I stand there for a minute, not believing my ears. I thought he hated me and didn't like me, at all, but these words of his makes me think that he might just tolerate my ass for a long period of time and weirdly that thought puts a small smile on my face that I couldn't wipe off. 

After thanking the driver for dropping me off, I finally enter my home and slump on the couch. Browny, my pug, comes towards me and drops near my feet, his head leaning on my feet. 

"I missed you too, baby", I coo at him and he barks once letting me know that the feelings are reciprocated. 

I lay there for a few minutes before getting up and changing in a pair of comfy pajamas and heat the food in my refrigerator, not in the mood to cook anything else. As I was about to sit back down and watch Friends, ,y phone starts ringing. Its almost one in the night and whoever's calling is going to get yelled at. Without looking at the ID, I pick it up. 

"Do you know what the time is? Who even calls this late?", I start yelling at the person and when I hear the voice, my blood turns cold. 

"Id this how you greet people on the phone, Ms. Tyson?", he asks in a cold voice and I smack myself before apologizing. 

"I am sorry, sir. I didn't look at the caller ID". 

"Next time, you better. Anyway, did you reach home safely?"

"Yes, sir. Thank you for the ride". 

"Your welcome. I called for asking you about the contract file for Gibson's". 

"Sir, it is in the left drawer of your table". 

"Okay. I will take a look". 

"You shouldn't be working so late. You need to rest too", I try my best to not sound commanding but I do. 

"Are you worried about me, Ms. Tyson?", he asks and I bet he is smirking right now. 

"Its my job to take care of your health, sir". 

"You are not my wife or girlfriend to do that". 

"I am your PA and that's enough", I reply and all he does is breathe. He doesn't reply for a few second and neither do I. 

"Have a good night, Ms. Tyson. You have to come in early tomorrow for the meeting that I set up with the Wilsons". 

"Yes, sir. I remember. I will be there by seven thirty". 

"No, I will be there by seven fifteen by your house. You better be standing there by the time I get there". 

"Sir, there is no need for you to take efforts. I can manage with the train". 

"This isn't up for discussion. Go to sleep, Ms. Tyson We have a long day tomorrow", I know it won't matter if I argue with him so I just give up and agree with him. 

"Okay, sir. Good night", I wish him and hang up. My boss is coming to pick me up and I swear, I am nervous. Him and I in a closed space for more than fifteen minutes. I can only imagine the numerous arguments we could have and I am already having second thoughts on this but the unfortunate thing is, I can't do s**t about it.