Awake to my Mr Perfect

Chapter 3

I wondered why Nathan told me to be careful with my words. Did I speak wrongly? Or was it a wagging tongue?

I rode the elevator to the first floor and stood before the office door, getting a little nervous. I don't know why but it felt like a knock on the door would change my life for good. The tales about him gives people the impression that he's a demon in human clothing.

Is he a devil, dragon or alligator? I needed to be prepared for anything. With that in mind, I raised my hand and knocked. That and also the fact that the receptionist kept glaring at me to go in already.

"Come in!" Came the response. The voice sounded cold and fierce but nonetheless, I opened the door.

There and then, I caught the chill from his aura. A very domineering and hard hearted aura. This man looked at me with sharp black eyes. I wasn't sure if his eyes were really black because I didn't have the nerve to look straight into them. If looks could kill, I'd probably be dead by now. He took in a breath and asked;

"Who are you?" There was no surprise there.

'Stay calm Tasha, he's just a man. I can do this' I told myself but I couldn't stop shaking. This guy made me feel scared and insecure, why? No, more importantly, how?

He turned his gaze to the laptop in front of him. I could tell he wasn't going to bother himself with a nobody like me. I was also sure he knew who I was because, not just anyone could walk in through those doors.

"If you can't talk, get out!" He glared at me. I quickly summoned the boldness to speak.

"My name is Tasha Dale, your new dri...driver!" I finally got out my words while thinking of all sort of nonsense. 'was that right? Did I say it right? Should I bow? His last name is King afterall' my head was spinning.

Oscar King, my new boss, was so terrifying. No wonder his driver's all died. They must have been scared out of their wits and died. If anyone told me he was a mafia, I'd totally believe it.

But Oscar King, aside from being terrifying, looked so... Perfect! I mean his looks, they were to die for. But, why do I get the feeling that we've met before?

After the silence, came the storm. Oscar stood up from his seat and walked towards me. My instincts yelled at me to retrace my steps but I was frozen stiff on my feet. I couldn't move and just stood there as he approached me.

He stopped just inches away from me, his mighty figure towering over me. I was sure he was 190cm tall at the least and I was just 170cm tall. I felt like a mouse beneath him.

He took a step closer, now he was really towering over me. He leaned down to look me in the eye.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked

"I do!" I answered. All of a sudden, I started speaking out of line. "You're the famous, young and powerful CEO of Leo's finance company, Oscar King. You're feared and adored worldwide. You have a say in the country's distribution of import and export goods. A word from you could break storms in the economy's produce system." I just blurted out whatever came to mind. Luckily, I did my homework.

I was sure guys like Oscar liked being praised, so I did some research just to please him but, his face didn't look pleased at all. The cold frown on his face didn't shift a bit. That was when I realized I had spoken too much.

I covered my mouth and stepped backwards. Thank God I could move my feet. I felt anxious and the same time awkward.

"And you are also my new boss, sir!" I added, hoping that would cool his temper. I just wanted to keep walking back, as far away as possible but I ran out of luck as my back touched the door.