She-Devil

2. First Day With The Devil

CARTER

"Shit. Shit. Shit." I chanted under my breath as I slipped into my crisp black shirt. It was my first day at work and I didn't want to be late at any cost but for some reason, my alarm didn't work. 

"Ease up, man," my roommate and best friend Issac said as he noticed me frantically combing my brown hair.

"You don't know her, Issac. She will literally suck the soul out of me if I am late," I said and picked up my car keys, wallet and other essentials.

"She couldn't be that bad," he commented, and earned a scowl from me the very next minute.

"That bad? She is a monster," I said and looked in the mirror one last time before leaving. 

"Damn, you look hot," Issac said and then handed me a peanut butter sandwich.

I chuckled at his words and gulped the sandwich down in three bites. After that, I rushed downstairs to the parking lot of the building where my car was parked. Sitting inside my car, I glanced at my watch. There was still twenty-five minutes before 8 and if all went right, I would be there in fifteen minutes. 

With that thought, I started my car but the happiness didn't last long. "Fuck." I cursed when I encountered the long line of cars stuck in traffic on the main road. "Why, God? Why me?"

I tapped my feet in anxiety, imagining Faith Becker unleash her rage on me. There was no way in hell I could reach the office before 8 so I prepared myself for the worst. What was the worst? She could fire me. There were other jobs, jobs where my boss wouldn't be a blood-sucking vampire. So yeah, maybe it was a blessing in disguise.

After five minutes sitting there in pure agony, the cars finally started moving and I released the breath I was holding. Once out of the main road, I increased my speed and drove to Becker Group of Industries.

Parking the car in an empty spot, I scurried inside with adrenaline pumping in my veins. The sight of a closing elevator made me run faster. The opening was getting narrower and narrower and it was about to close when I reached it and used my arms to make enough space for me to enter.

"Oh, God! Thank you. Thank you so much." A groan of happiness escaped my lips as I was finally inside the elevator. Now, I wouldn't be late and the devil would not have any excuse to insult me.

"You are late." A voice reached me and I rotated my neck to look at the woman standing in another corner of the elevator, her head lowered into a file.

"I..." I checked my wrist watch and it was still five minutes before 8. "I am not. I am here exactly at 8."

Hearing this, she shut the file in her hand and turned her head to me. She looked angrier than yesterday, if that was even possible. There was a big frown etched in her forehead and her nose was all flushed.

"If I ask you to be here at 8, you are supposed to be here by 7. If I ask you to be here at 7, you are supposed to be here by 6. Understood?" she asked.

"But—" I stopped when she raised her eyebrow. "Yes, I understand."

The rest of the journey to our destined floor went awkwardly. Once the elevator stopped, I sighed in relief, but it was short-lived as I heard her call me. "Follow me."

Without uttering another word, I followed her into the hallway. Just like yesterday, a pin drop silence prevailed on Faith's arrival. She walked past everyone, radiating the aura of confidence and self-assurance, commanding their respect and attention.

Unknowingly, my eyes settled on her back. Her dark brown hair was curled with perfection and falling down her shoulders in layers. A little lower to them was her small waist accentuated by the red body-con dress she was wearing, and the waist was spreading into her nicely shaped behind. Finally, my eyes rested on her long legs, legs that suddenly stopped moving without any warning and I ended up bumping into her.