Constellation

Chapter 2

CHAPTER TWO

Joan's pov

I swiped my card and walked into the penthouse without ringing the bell because he was not supposed to in at this time. He gave the order that his apartment should be cleaned during the evenings like this. I wonder why though. I wheeled the trolley to a corner and about to start when I noticed a silhouette of somebody outside the balcony.

Okay. If this is what I am thinking, then he was not supposed to be here. I am so not ready to meet him. Before I could think further, he turned and walked... more like stalked in and took a vase and threw it. Everything was so fast and swift that I couldn't process it for a spare second. It was like a scene out of a movie. Him throwing the vase and me trying to dodge it. I felt a sharp pain on my cheek. I touched the spot and immediately I felt the stickiness of blood on it, I gasped.

"Who are you?" he said angrily.

I was taken aback I little bit. The room was dim so I couldn't make out his facial features but he had this angry stance. I reached to my back and turned on the lights. The whole place got illuminated including the balcony. Everything was so beautiful that I got carried away for a moment.

"I asked you a question" the man boomed

I snapped out of my reverie and turned to him and I was back in it again. So, I've been hearing the ladies around the locker room, including the official staff say all sought of things about this man but none of their words does justice to this man. I'm I permitted to call him beautiful? He is so handsome I think my legs are turning into jelly. He is like something out of this cliché novels I read but just better. I can't seem to stop staring and I think I might be drooling right now. His lips, nose, eyebrows, even from this distance, I can tell that he has thick and long eye lashes. My eyes moved swiftly to his eyes and my heart was totally pounding. He had the greyest and coldest eyes I have ever seen. They were so beautiful. But they were sorrowful too you could he was going through a lot if you looked hard enough.

"Will you at least have the decency to answer me?" he shouted

Ok so that was harsh.

"I...I...I'm... sorry sir. I came to clean the apartment" I said shakily feeling tightness in my chest. Been asthmatic is no fun at all.

"Are you supposed to be here now?" he said angrily.

Okay, you have to be kidding me right now. I took a deep breath to steady myself.

"Sir, you are the one that is not supposed to be here now." I said as calmly as I could.

"Oh, so now I have a particular time I'm to be in my house, right?" he said angrily.

Is this guy nuts or something? He was the one that said that the cleaning of the house should be in the evening. Even when everyone agreed to it, I thought it was a really stupid idea. Now he is here accusing me of ...

"God help me if you zone out on me again, there..."

"Would you please make a good use of the wristwatch on your hand and stop been a jerk?" I said back in an equal tone.

What did I just do? I am so getting fired at this point.

"Excuse you?" he said narrowing his very beautiful eyes. Not now Joan, I chided myself.

"You were the one that said that the apartment should only be cleaned in the evening and even when I thought that was a crazy idea, everyone has been doing exactly what you said. I really do think you have trouble remembering stuff. I guess you won't remember that you fired the lady that tried cleaning the house in the morning. Even if it escaped your mind you don't have to be rude about it." I rambled out in one breath, all the while not looking at him in the eyes.

I looked up and he was staring at me. I mean staring.

"I didn't know that you were a judge of character"

"We never met at any point" I replied sharply. It's time to shut up Joan. But my mouth will not stop running, I guess. That is one of the problems I have.

He raised his eyebrows at me expecting me to drop my gaze. Nah bro, I have dealt with lot more people like you to back down.

"I'm sorry"

What did I just hear?

"Sir...?"

"I said I'm sorry okay. I'm having a really bad day" he said rubbing his palm on his face.

Okay, I was totally not expecting that. He apologized? What I'm I supposed to say now?

"Err... no problem sir. I am sorry too. I should not have spoken that way" I said shakily, hoping that I will not get fired.

"You don't have to be sorry. I was the rude one, you can do your work. Sorry about the vase too, are you injured anywhere?"

"No, I'm fine"

"Okay, I'll take my leave now" he said, took his coat and some other things and dashed out like the devil was on his heels.

Okay, so what was that?

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