Chapter Four

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Penelope over there ❤

Duncun's P. O. V

I watched her retreating back and I couldn't believe I just gave her the job. But thankfully I didn't make my decisions known to her. I don't encourage these kind of relationships in my company. It reduces productivity.

I couldn't wait for the day to end. Mum will be coming home three weeks from today and I have to be with my annoying siblings. I love them anyway

Traffic was tight as fuck and I was getting really impatient. I turned around trying to change my view a little when I saw her come out of the mall holding some bags and she looks like she needs help.

I rushed out of my car and crossed the streets to where she was. The bags were too many for her to handle so they fell from her hands onto the floor. I bent down and started packing her stuff with her. Our eyes met the moment I raised my head to give her the bags

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Melissa's P. O. V

What is he doing here! I gasped inwardly when our eyes met. He is very weird. Outside of the office he acts all caring and loving but once you are inside it he acts like a total jackass

"Thank you but I have to get going" I told him while trying to get the bags from him.

"Wait. Don't you need a ride ?" He asked me. Oh I really needed the ride but I'm not going to sit in his car  filled with his ego.

"No thank you. I'll chatter a taxi" I told him.

"You can follow me if you want. After all the traffic is too tight today" he walked into his car with my bags . If I really needed them which I seriously do, then I have to follow him just to get them. I thanked him for saving me the trouble of chattering a taxi but of course I did it inwardly.

I sat in the car and kept mute. I didn't utter a single word and he also didn't speak.  The silence was killing me slowly. I have to start writing my will before I die from the silence.

"You are supposed to start work tomorrow right ?" he asked me. I just left the office with him and now he is asking me this question. I groaned inwardly.

"Um... Are you bipolar or something" I queried him with one eyebrow raised.

He chuckled at my question but ignored it all the same.

"So..." He said stretching the word. I rolled my eyes and replied him with a "yes"

The drive was silent afterwards and I was very grateful. I wondered where his chauffeur was because the last time I had a ride from him it was his chauffeur who drove the car.

"Where are you off to ?" He questioned and I chose to ignore him.

Isn't it too obvious that I'm on my way home or does it look like I'm on my way to a frat party ?

He stopped the car and I realized I just made him angry. Very angry

" When I talk I expect answers and not silence". He said in a clipped tone. Why am I so stubborn. Guess what, I ignored him again

He was shaking with furry at this point. " Get out" he barked. "What? You can't just leave me out..." I stopped my ranting when he barked out again but louder than before. "I said GET OUT!"

I rushed out of the car with my things and started the walk home. He is such an idiot. How can he just leave me out here. An annoying creature of a boss.

I realized I was at the downtown part of New York and walking home was a big no no. I need a cab.

I tried getting a cab but I didn't get any. I was very furious and disappointed. How can he just leave me out here ? And why didn't I answer his stupid questions ?

I kept on arguing with myself until I reached home. It was almost midnight by the time I got home.

I was tired and hungry. I walked into the kitchen and found some Doritos which I quickly munched on. I walked to my room feeling angry at everyone.

Luckily Aunt Kaylee was asleep. I don't think I can explain my situation right now. At least that's the only good thing that has happened to me today. I lay down on my bed and fell asleep instantly when my head hit the pillows. It feels good to sleep after that long walk I had.

Tomorrow is a day I'm dreading the most. I will have to face that idiot again. I shut him out if mind and went back to sleep.


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