Yours truly{Completed}

11. Meeting

I walked into his office and handed him the file and his coffee. He took a sip from his coffee and looked through the file I gave him.

I stood in front of him because he didn't ask me to sit. I remember him telling me not to sit until he asks me to on the day he interviewed me.

After about five minutes of standing he still didn't ask me to sit neither did he say anything.

Did he forget that I'm here?

I waved my hands in front of his eyes to get his attention and he looked up with a frown.

"What?" He demanded sternly

"My feet are hurting" I mumbled quietly

"I don't care about your feet" he stated coldly, resting his icy gaze on my feet which were being tortured without mercy.

Just who the hell does this guy think he is?

"At least if you'll be kind enough to offer me a---"

" I decide whether you sit or stand" he said cutting me off

I snorted in disbelief and he continued looking at the file in his hand.

"I think it would be nice of you to tell me if you don't need me so I can take my leave"

He shot daggers at me with his eyes.

"Can you just keep quite?" he yelled

"Excuse you? I've been standing here for the past five minutes and you just told me to keep quite? who the hell does that?! You might be the boss but that doesn't guarantee that you treat me like garbage! I'm not your maid, even a maid shouldn't be treated like this!"

"Did you just talk to me like that? How dare you speak to me in that manner?" He roared and rose to his feet. His anger instead of deterring me, compelled me to say additional words.

"I can and will speak to you however I want if you don't speak to me with the respect that is required!" I yelled and leaned across his table with our faces few inches away, we glared at each other.

"Have you forgotten that I'm your boss? And trust me Miss Kathryn a whore like you deserves no respect!" he said smirking

That got to me. Like I really felt that but I won't show him. I straightened up and smiled at him sweetly "Mr Donald if you don't have anything for me to do then I'm going back to my office" I said and made my way out

"You cannot walk out on me!" He spoke angrily.
I turned to him with my hand clutching the door handle.

"Mr Donald, watch me" I replied with a smirk

In my hurry to leave my boss office, I stumbled against an elderly woman who was about entering the same office. I looked up and she was probably in her early fifties, short brown hair and beautiful blue eyes.

"Why the hurry dear?" She asked affectionately, steadying my swaying figure.

I opened my lips to say something but I couldn't produce any words.

She frowned and spoke " Jaden Brian Donald! I thought I raised you better than this! what did you do to the poor girl?"

"Mom? what are you doing here?" He asked ignoring his mom's question.

She ignored his question too and turned towards me "Hi dear, I'm Regina Donald, Jaden's mom" she extended her hands towards me "and you are?"

"My apologies, I'm Kathryn Conway. Mr Donald's personal assistant" I replied and shook her hand as gracefully as I could.