My Devil Boss

That Devil

I knocked at the door with a bad feeling that he is up to something.

"Come in," he sounds normal more to business-like.

I quickly dismissed myself to sit when his gaze settled on me and I shifted uncomfortably when it is starting to get intense.

"Adrianne, I need you as my escort to a company dinner event tomorrow and please dress up to make me look good. I will transfer 2000 dollar to your bank account so you can get something nice and-"

 How dare he? Didn't I already make it clear that I'm not those girls who goes crazy upon his looks and his money? To think he can easily give me money thinking I cannot afford to buy a dress for myself proves how low of that devil.

"Why don't you invite those girls that you fucked with this afternoon and evening instead of me? I don't meant to be rude sir but for your info, I’m not those girls Mr-"

"You're not those girls but if you intend to, please let me know as I will gladly make the arrangement and don't forget I'm your boss Adrianne. Do as I say or you are fired-" he snapped and flipped the file he's looking through furiously. Damn, he even looks good when he's mad.

"I will make sure you will be picked up from your house at 6pm tomorrow and you can leave now" he continued without looking up at me.

A filler update to keep the book going and sorry for the grammar mistakes once again!! xx