Stop! Mr. CEO

3| Red-haired witch.

"I left some paperwork on your desk; work on them and bring them to me." Alexander ordered.

She tried as much as possible not to burst into tears in his presence, because that would only make her look weak. And she didn’t want that.

So, she nodded her head and walked out of the office as fast as her legs could carry her.

She ran to the office restroom, entered a stall, and cried her eyes out.

Why can’t she have a peaceful work life? Is she cursed? She questioned herself bitterly.

She left her former place of work because the boss sexually harassed her. And here, the boss is harassing her mentally and emotionally.

She is indeed cursed, she thought.

After a while of flooding her cheeks with tears, she finally gathered the strength to stop crying. She had to go and work.

She wiped the tears off her face with the back of her hand and stepped out of the bathroom stall afterwards.

A gorgeous-looking lady who was applying lipstick in front of the mirror turned to look at her when she stepped out of the stall.

The gaze the lady gave her was deadly. It looked as if she wanted to rip Elizabeth’s throat wide open, and the only thing that was stopping her was the fear of going to jail if caught.

Elizabeth tried to avoid the lady because the last thing she wanted at that moment was an office clash.

But the lady didn’t let her be. "Hey, are you new here?" she questioned with an unpleasant tone.

Elizabeth didn’t take the lady’s tone into consideration when she responded calmly. "Yes, I am new here."

"Is that why you go around polluting the air with your useless cries?" The lady asked, an irritated look masked on her face.

"Me crying in the restroom is none of your f*****g business." Elizabeth fired back, then she started walking towards the exit.

The lady grabbed her hair and pulled it. "You can’t walk out on me, you bitch."

The last thing Elizabeth wanted was to create a scene that would cost her her job.

She couldn’t believe retards like the woman could exist in a workplace, she thought.

Pressing her lips together, she walked away from the lady, as fast as her legs could carry her.

Just as she stepped out of the restroom, she noticed that another coworker was eavesdropping, but she didn’t pay attention to her and continued walking.

"She has always been a pain in people’s asses. Don’t pay much attention to what she said. But I am glad you gave her her size." The lady who was eavesdropping said "It’s none of your f*****g business." She mimicked what Elizabeth said to that woman and giggled.

Spinning around to look at the lady, Elizabeth asked. "By the way, who the f**k is she?"

"She is popularly known as the red-haired witch." The lady said.

Elizabeth didn’t even notice that she had red hair until she mentioned it.

"What’s her position in this company?" She asked curiously.

"Secretary to the CFO," the lady said, rolling her eyes.

Elizabeth didn’t know what she was expecting, but she sure thought she was a woman who was up the ladder.

"Not she acting like one of the board members." Elizabeth said, rolling her eyes, and they both laughed.

"My name is Rebecca." The lady said and stretched her hand for a handshake.

Elizabeth took her hand as she introduced herself. "My name is Elizabeth.” A smile pulled on her lips. "See you around, Rebecca." she said, before walking away from her and trudging to her office.

When she entered the office, Alexander was standing by her desk, a dark look slated on his face.

"Incompetent secretary. What time is the meeting with the Chinese clients?” He asked, as he glared at her.

She quickly sauntered to her desk to check his schedule.

After glancing at it, she let out a short gasp when she realised that it was past time.

"10 am, sir." She said it quietly.

"And what time is it now?" he asked.

"5 minutes past 10," she said, with a low voice.

His gaze swept from her head to toe, then he said, "I’ll go alone. You have no use for me there, anyway."

And for the first time, Elizabeth stood up for herself.

"You are always calling me incompetent and all sorts of names. How do you expect me to be competent when you won’t let me know how it’s done? Are you treating me this way because of what happened the other day? If so, I am the victim here, and you should be the one apologising instead of abusing your power just because you are my superior. If you don’t want me here, then fire me!" she yelled, but she didn’t mean the last part though.

Alexander stood there shocked, unable to say anything. Never in a million years did he expect her to talk back at him.

After a few seconds of staring blankly at her, he walked away without saying a word to her.

After he left the office, Elizabeth groaned into her hands.

She knew she had messed up and shouldn’t have sputtered the way she did. But in a way, she was relieved that she finally let it all out.

She was just scared that he might actually fire her.

She sat by her desk and went on with work that was assigned to her for that day.

…

It’s been hours since Alexander left the office and it was time for her to go home, but he hadn’t returned.

So she had to wait for him to return before going home.

She didn’t want him to come back and call her incompetent again.

But when it got dark and she didn’t see any sign of him coming back to the office, she decided to call him and inform him that she was leaving.

He didn’t pick up on the first ring, but on the second ring, his phone was answered.

"Hello." A woman’s voice said over the phone.

She could hear music playing in the background.

Was he out partying? So much for a man who calls her incompetent, she thought before responding to the stranger.

"Please give the phone to the owner."

"The owner of the phone is at my bar, drunk."

"What? Please tell me where your bar is located, I’ll be there soon." Elizabeth quickly said.

The lady gave her the address and she hung up immediately.

She quickly packed up her things and rushed out of the office.

When she got to the bar, Alexander was there, and like the bar owner told her earlier, he was wasted. And If left alone, he could stay there all night.

So, letting out a sigh, she struggled to carry him to her car and drove him to his mansion.

The house was huge and clearly beautiful. But she didn’t get the chance to take in the beauty because she was struggling to get his ass to safety.

She was welcomed by his maids, and she introduced herself to them.

They joined hands with her to take him to his room afterwards.

They laid him on his bed, and when she was sure that he was comfortable, she turned on her heels to leave.

But she stopped in her tracks when she felt his hands grab her wrist.

Slowly, she turned back to look at him.

"Stay with me, please." He begged.