"Waiting for me?" Suddenly, a deep, husky voice sounded close to her ear.
She gasped, startled, her doe eyes widening as she turned to find Augustus standing just inches away.
His head dipped beside her shoulder, and his gaze lingered on her face...
Within the premises of ANEVAY co., two men occupied seats across from each other.
One was speaking earnestly, his tone serious as he explained something important. The other man, however, was distracted. He heard a familiar family name mentioned on the television and turned his attention to the screen. His eyes quickly searched for a familiar face, someone he deeply cared about.However, the image portrayed bore no resemblance to the one etched in his heart. For a moment, he listened carefully to the woman’s words, feeling the strange and unsettling difference between what he expected and what he saw.
"Good afternoon, everyone. Never let anyone grind you down. Like a toddler when you fall, muster up all your energy and stand up! Thank you,"
"Mr. Rodriguez, what do you think about this?" the man who had just finished his explanation asked, drawing Rodriguez's attention back to him.
"Who is she?"
"Sorry?"
"Who is she?" Agustus Rodriguez gestured towards the television, redirecting the speaker's attention.
"Unfamiliar? That's Zephyr Martinez, a commanding figure who owns Armour, a company exclusively providing female bodyguards and security services. Rumors suggest she's a lesbian, given her formidable aura. No doubt she might be the top (talking about a person who prefers to take a more “active” role in sex )," he gossiped, abruptly silencing himself as he remembered the influential figure before him.
As Agustus leaned forward, the gossiper shifted nervously, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "Um... I apologize," he stammered, bowing respectfully. Agustus nodded, leaning back in his chair and turning his gaze back to the television where Zephyr walked away, evading reporters' questions.
Agustus signaled for him to leave. "But sir, regarding the..." "I'll convey information through my secretary. You're free to leave now." The dismissed individual hesitated before exiting, leaving Agustus contemplating the enigmatic persona on the screen, a powerful force that even a casual television appearance couldn't diminish.
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After he left, Agustus browsed through his phone's gallery, discovering a photo of a man and a woman standing awkwardly together, seemingly compelled. Zooming in on the woman, he caressed the screen, commenting indifferently, "She's nothing like you." A subtle pang of regret and nostalgia flickered across his expression. His attention shifted abruptly as a call came in, and upon reading the name, his eyes softened with a mix of warmth and longing. Answering the call, a subtle change in his demeanor revealed a connection to the person on the other end, evoking a bittersweet emotion.
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At Armour Co.
During an online meeting, Zephyr quietly listened to CEOs, including the one supplying products for women bodyguards at Armour. After an hour and a half, the meeting concluded, and Zephyr, feeling relieved, sighed audibly. Leaning back in her chair, she closed her eyes, only to be interrupted by a knock.
"Come in," Zephyr responded without altering her posture.
Jonicca entered, carrying a sense of purpose. "Good afternoon, Boss. She's the temporary assistant we've chosen during my absence. After assessing her methods, let's appoint her as your second assistant; it'll be immensely beneficial for both of us," Jonicca suggested, moving forward to place a file on Zephyr's desk.
Zephyr, still in her relaxed position, considered the suggestion, her attention shifting from the closed eyes to the file Jonicca had just presented. She began to review the potential candidate's details and qualifications, contemplating how this new assistant could contribute meaningfully to her responsibilities.
As Zephyr asked Jonicca to leave, Vicky felt a bit nervous being alone with the big boss. She usually felt confident, but this was the first time meeting Zephyr up close, and it made her uneasy. Zephyr's strong presence made Vicky bow her head without even thinking. Zephyr asked for Vicky's name, and she got a bit confused, asking , "Huh??" as she knew her boss had her informations before hand.
Zephyr repeated the question, staying calm. Nervously, Vicky finally said, "You can call me Vicky, Boss!" Zephyr wanted her to say it louder, so Vicky, feeling a bit pressured, said, "YOU CAN CALL ME VICKY, BOSS!"
"Good!" Zephyr kept looking at Vicky for a while. For Vicky, it felt like a very long time. Even though she practiced keeping eye contact, it was hard under Zephyr's strong gaze. Vicky's body language showed she was nervous – she shifted around, and couldn't keep eye contact for too long. It was strange for her because usually, she was the confident one, but Zephyr's presence made her feel a bit vulnerable.
"Why is she staring at me like this? Is she a psycho or something? The way she looks at me makes me nervous," Vicky thought to herself.
Suddenly, Zephyr stood up and approached her. Vicky gulped loudly. Zephyr's hands were in her pants pockets, but as she stood in front of Vicky, she took one hand out and raised it. For a moment, Vicky feared she might get hit by her boss. To her surprise, Zephyr gently lifted Vicky's chin.
This unexpected gesture caught Vicky off guard. As she looked into her boss's face, Vicky realized how pretty and attractive Zephyr was. Despite her beauty, the cold expression on Zephyr's face sent shivers down Vicky's spine. Her throat felt dry, and her face grew warm in the unexpected proximity. Mixed emotions of confusion, awe, and a fluttering feeling overwhelmed Vicky as she tried to comprehend the unexpected interaction with her formidable boss.
"W-what are you doing, Boss!" Vicky stammered in a hushed whisper, blinking her eyes several times.
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