Synchronized Hearts

Chapter eight

I have been working in Access bank headquarters for two weeks now and that two weeks was the most physically and mentally exhausting moment of my life.

Do you remember how I said working for the arrogant boss for a year can't be that bad? Well, that's a lie because it is freaking worse. Working with that Yoruba demon named Alexander Adebayo, popularly known as Billionaire Alex has been tormenting. There was nothing I ever did that pleased him. Everyone naturally assumed that pregnant women and women on their period are the only nagging people in the world. Well, who knew a certain billionaire jerk nags as well.

Whenever he told me to do some calculations, he never failed to tell me to redo them at least, fifteen times a day. Well, maybe I'm that bad in mathematics. And when he tells me to print out something, he ends up scolding me claiming the print out isn't clear enough. His never-ending demands of excessive print outs due to my punishment made the printer end up damaging. Now I have to go to the third floor to print out anything.

Ngozi has been helpful. She showed me around, put me through some things. Taught me how to be the perfect personal assistant Mr Alex expects me to be. She is like a mentor who patiently shows me the pros and cons of how the office works.

It is currently 7:20 am and the boss is nowhere to be found. Pretty strange if you ask me. I took a long sip from my coffee to counter the sleep that is beckoning on me softly. I now work like a robot with no time for sleep and rest just like Alex promised. Well, good things don't come cheap, or do they?

My office is painted grey colour with pieces of furniture classically matching the theme. On my grey desk, sat my official mac book pro, a notebook lying open, a stack of papers sitting under a turtle-shaped paperweight, and my photograph in a grey frame.

In a corner, the air conditioner is blasting at medium. A few pens are lying on the papers and I swivelled around in my swivel chair. Sunlight illuminated my office from the glass window, the view from my office is one of the best I have ever seen. Staring at huge modern houses with mind-blowing architectural designs and blue sparkling pools, huge exotic cars driven around by exotic people. The island itself is a beauty to behold.

The elevator opened and revealed a frowning Alex. I hurriedly stood up making the things on my table fall but I didn't care. I'd rather rush to get him his usual coffee to avoid early morning scolding.

The boots on the linoleum marched in perfect rhythm while I followed behind like a bodyguard ready to go fight in the next world war three.

"Good morning sir," I said loudly while he snubbed me, walked towards his office and opened his door.

His fingers jiggled his car keys and his face mirrored seriousness till he settled comfortably in his opaque glass office.

"Where is my coffee?" His baritone asked authoritatively.

"I will rush to prepare it, sir." I bowed and rushed out of the office with my heart beating so hard. I couldn't tell if my heart was beating out of fear or out of physical attraction, but I will prefer the former. The last thing I need is having a crush on my irresistible yet arrogant boss.

The aroma of the coffee soon wafted the air when I served him his hot steaming coffee. I stood still waiting for his next set of instructions while he typed away.

"What is on my schedule for today?" His eyes shifted between his laptop and me and for the first time, a smirk took over when he noticed the change in my appearance.

"You have a meeting with the central bank of Nigeria in the next four hours and you have to meet up with your sister for a family lunch." I closed my journal as my eyes settled on his face.