THEA's POV
6:30am Aug 26, 2019
I was sleeping peacefully because I had partied like it's the end of the world last night. Well not until someone pulled my foot til I fall down to the floor.
"WHAAAAAT THE ACTUAL FUUCCCCK!" I cursed loudly while I was removing my sleeping mask. I sighed in disbelief and looked at my best friend Donn standing in front of me with his arms crossed.
"YAAAAH, SLEEPY HEAAAAD! COME ON AND GET UP BEFORE I PULL YOU DOWNSTAIRS. You have to tell me what happened why you resigned to your work for the nth time?!" I swear, if its not him I would actually throw him out of my room's windows. My head aches due to hangover for fucks sake. Damn alcohol.
"Can you please calm down and don't get angry early at this morning?" I pleaded. I moved back to my bed and massage my temple, hangover sucks.
He then noticed that I was in pain so he immediately brought me water and medicine while shaking his head. Good Lord, I am so lucky to have him in my whole life even if he scolds me like hell more than my own family. I must have been good in my past life to have him with me. He is the bestest bestfriend anyone could ever have!
"You know you'd be like this but you still continued drinking so much last night. Arrrghh. What an immature brat." He continously said without even breathing. He's mad.
I raised my hands up to say I concede with his talking. He's always like this but I know he's just so much concerned with me, as always.
"I don't know what to do without you, Aldonn Lee. I love you." I said and I saw him blushed. How cute. He's not used in people saying sweet things to him, specially girls. I really find it cute.
"O-okay okay. Enough talking, take a bath and take me outside." My best friend said then go downstairs.
I took a bath, having thoughts in my head because damn, I am once again jobless. Argggh. Not to brag cause I have my bachelors degree, cum laude, but why can't I find satisfaction in my previous jobs? Fvck. I hope my next job's for good already.
"I hate my life."
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ELLE's POV
I am on my way to my office, I once again stand in front of the mirror and checked my outfit for today. I am wearing a mocha colored casual business dress paired with a hip high boots, then my hair's clip on both sides to show the the fulness of my face - enough to intimidate my employees.
I've always been the intimidating type of boss to them since I became the CEO. I am strict especially when I'm at the perimeter of my company. Well, that's what the Elle Lee is known for.
Everything started when my parents died 5 years ago. Before they were gone, I used to be the happy go lucky one. I laugh, I party, I cry, I dance ~ everything a typical 18-year-old-girl would do. I used to. But then after my parents left me, all the responsibilities were put on my shoulders.
All of my parents' businesses and wealth are now under my responsibility - and I hate them because of that.
And I hate my parents. I hate everything. I hate it that they're gone. I hate it that I have no one to turn to. I hate it because I was only fvcking 18 years old that time.
That was all in the past but the hatred are all in my mind. Not leaving and not even trying to leave. So I had to move on and learned what I had to do to run the business. I used to study in school and run the business at the same time. It was hard but I AM GABRIELLE LEE - I succeeded all of that.
After few minutes of driving, I am now in front of my company. I gave the car key to one of my employees and let him park my car. I continued walking inside my building.
"Good morning Ma'am Elle. Have a good day." Greet of every employee on my way. I can only smirk then I walked and swayed my hips confidently to get them more intimidated. I can see them bowing even I was already ahead of them. The ELLE effect.
"Tss." I smirked.
My office is in 12th floor so I have to take an elevator which no one dared to use - it's solely for my use, hence, the power I uphold.
Arriving at my office, I noticed my secretary was not here. I mostly hate it when my people are late because as an entrepreneur, time is always important. I annoyingly ask the receptionist where is my secretary only to find out that the poor secretary has just resigned.
"Weak." I uttered in dismay.
I have no choice but to move on and just asked the HR to seek for a replacement of my secretary. I just hope that the next one will stay longer than the usual.
I leaned my back on my chair and searched for my phone and messaged Lyn, my best friend.