TAMING HAZEL

CHAPTER TWO

It's Klaus Arthur, my new boss.

But wait... how did he get my number and why on Earth is he calling me at this hour?. I hope all is well.
"Excuse me?" I ask annoyed at the fact that he's trying to make it sound like I'm supposed to answer his calls anytime he calls.
"Why haven't you been answering your phone?"
The nerve of this guy.
"I happened to be far from it"
"In case you're wondering, it's Mr. Arthur"
"I noticed"
"Good" I hear him exhale heavily over the phone. "Hazel" he calls and I find it odd because he's always all formal with Miss Kenish. "I know this is unexpected but please I need your help"
"My help?" I asked confused.
"Yeah, I've got a lot of work before me and I don't even know where to begin, I've got a deadline to meet tomorrow morning and even if I work all night by myself I won't make it. I need you to come over to my place so we could do it together. Please, Hazel, it's urgent"

This is so weird. For Christ's sake, it's just my first day and I have to work all day and night?, what have I gotten myself into?.
Anyway, it's not a big deal, after all, I have no plans for the night. But wait...at his house?, that means I get to meet maybe his wife and children or....ugh Hazel, you're keeping the guy waiting.
"Alright then, just send me your address"
"You don't have to worry, I'll send a driver to pick you up"
"Huh?, Do u know where I live?" I ask aghast.
"Fortunately, I do"
"How come?"
"I've got your CV Hazel, enough with the questions. Get ready already"
"Alright then" the line goes dead and I let out a sigh of frustration. I rush to my wardrobe and scan my clothes for a while. I'm definitely not going to wear an office outfit. I settle for a pair of black slim jeans with a white blouse and striped sweater over them. I put on my socks and a pair of black Converse and tie my hair into a messy bun. When I'm all set, I pick up my purse, phone and go to Wendy's room where I meet her working on her laptop.
"Hey" I call as I approach her. When she sees me all dressed up, she gasps in surprise.
"Please don't tell me you're going to get laid"
"Duh!, I'm going to work"
She creases her brows and sits upright.
"What's going on?" She asks seriously.
"Actually my boss called, he said to come over and help out with some work which is due tomorrow" I explain and she grins widely. I don't like what is running on her mind right now.
"I told you he was gonna be mesmerized by your beauty right?"
"Shut up, will you? It's just work" I emphasize and she rolls her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah that's how it all begins. Just remember to use a condom"
"Bitch! " I say hitting her head hard with my purse.
"Ouch!, What was that for?"
"For being a bitch!" Suddenly I hear a car honking outside. "My ride's here"
"Alright future Mrs. Arthur, see you tomorrow and keep me lots of gists"
I scoff and walk to the door.
"Don't "sext" with Blake all night. I love you" I say and rush out before the pillow she just threw could get to me. When I step outside, I meet a well-dressed man probably in his mid-forties standing by a black Range Rover looking all responsible.
"Hello" I greet
"Miss Hazel Kenish?" He asks with a serious tone.
"That's me"
He quietly opens the back seat door and I get it and strap on my seatbelt. Once he gets into the car, he drives out of my driveway and hits the road.
After about twenty minutes, we finally arrive at Mr. Arthur's house...I mean ... mansion. I grew up in a big house but it's nothing compared to this mighty condo standing before me. It's not only mighty but beautiful. There's a lawn with well-cut flowers and lights all over. Once I step out of the car I gasp as my eyes land on the multitude of expensive cars lined up in his parking lot. My breath almost ceases when I spot a black Bugatti Veyron.

Just how rich is this guy??

The driver who hasn't even had the decency to introduce himself to me leads me to the door and rings the bell. A few moments later, it is opened by a well-dressed female servant.
"Mr. Arthur's guest, take her to him" with that he leaves

I don't like that man.

"You're welcome Ma'am, please come inside". I enter the living room and my jaw drops. This place is fabulous!. Everything screams wealth. From the classy set of couches to the carpet not to talk of the TV on the wall. Everything is just posh.
"Mr. Arthur said to bring you upstairs to his study."
"Okay".
I quietly follow her up a flight of stairs which leads to another sophisticated living room and then a corridor that has doors side by side. We walk into another spacious room which I suppose is Mr. Arthur's study because he's seated on his throne of an office chair working on his laptop with a pile of papers in front of him. I feel my soul leave my body instantly, this is gonna be a long night.
"Mr. Arthur, your guest has arrived"
"Thank you very much, Vanessa, you can go home now"
"Thank you". The servant leaves the office.
Suddenly, mysteriously, I feel like the office is just too small to accommodate the two of us and the fact that Mr. Arthur is smiling at me right now isn't helping matters at all.
"I'm glad you could make it"
"This is gonna cost you a lot Mr. Arthur" I say with a naughty smirk and he chuckles lightly. His cute dimples don't go unnoticed.
"Klaus, call me Klaus"
"No way!, you're my boss, I can't just call you by your first name" I object
"But I want you to"
"Do you always argue this much?"
"You have no idea" I drop my purse and phone a couch and walk to the table where the papers are scattered all over. "So where are we to begin?"
"Data base recording"
"Yay...I love that" I say in excitement.
"Good then, but before that let me get you a..." His phone rings and when he checks the caller ID , he sighs heavily before answering the call. "Hello Daisy....Daisy, Daisy calm down....I only did what was right....things weren't working out, this madness of a relationship had to end.... Don't come over, I'm very busy so I won't attend to you......Daisy I'm serious!.... Whatever, good night" He hangs up the call and angrily throws the phone on the couch. " I'll just make us some coffee"
He leaves the office and I shrug innocently. That must have been his girlfriend so it's none of my business. I walk to the table and start organizing the papers.