Just 2E4 ships

#Yemer (part 2)

Ship number between 4 and 16

Requested by Rachsatay

Plot: the two of them are married and get into a fight.

Let's go!

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  "Where are my flies?" Yezi she looked around her desk as she sighed. It was already the third time she had to ask this.

  Recently, she fired her old Secretary because she found out that she was having an affair in the office. Now she got a new one and that girl is terrible, especially at being organised.

  "S-sorry!" The new secretary nervously stammered as she bowed down 90 degrees and clutched the flies Yezi thrown at her two minutes ago.

  Yezi rolled her eyes and sighed, rubbing her temples. "Seriously who hired you? Go and find a better job. Now get lost. " Yezi plopped down behind her wooden desk as the girl timidly walked away, tears brimming to fall from her eyes.

  None of the work had been done, all because that hell of a secretary couldn't keep up with the schedule. "Now I need to do everything myself." She mumbled to herself for the thousandth time and slammed her hands on her keyboard, typing away furiously.

  If you didn't know, Yezi's one of the richest people in the world and owns three companies. Probably one of the most influential people in the world. But it was the total opposite for her husband.

  "YEAH VICTORY!" Elmer pumped his fist into the air and slid his chair towards the mini fridge he kept on his home office.

  Elmer was a professional gamer. He reviews or plays games to get payed. Simple enough right? But the thing is that he only gets payed $200 dollars a month and uses it all for itunes cards.

  If it weren't for Yezi, he would be living in a dumpster now.

  Elmer checked his score as he gulped down his beer. It stung the back of his throat painfully as the liquid slid down his throat and glanced at all the scores. "Dang, not even one player in the game?" He sighed, pulling his overgrown hair back.

  "Sir would you like to have dinner without Madam tonight?" One of the maids asked, peeking through the glass door. "She's not back yet? It's already 7pm." Elmer asked, concern placed in his voice as he turned his chair towards the maid.

"The butler told me she'll be working overtime tonight. So, should we serve you dinner?" She asked again. Elmer nodded slightly and went back to his computer.

"Geez it's already the 7th time she's been working overtime." Elmer huffed, cleaning his glasses. Thinking of calling her to make sure she's okay, Elmer picked up his phone and dialed her number.

"Yo Sweetie are you okay at work?"

"Ye I'm fine. They told you I'm working overtime right?"

"No doubt."

"Haizz just eat without me. I'll tell you what happened when I come back."

"Sure. Better not work too much okay? Bye."

"Bye"