"Why do you sound so tired? You have no reason to be." He asks shockingly turning towards me.
"Sir, I'm not used to this." I answer correctly and he shakes his head looking back to his computer.
"You mean actually working? Please. Get back to work." He announces to me and i nod, walking to the file desk.
"There's more i need to look for?" I question, and he stands up again walking towards the cabinet, he opens it grabbing a folder and pulling a paper out.
"Find those files highlighted, within an hour. I have another meeting." He clarifies and I hang my head due to exhaustion.
"Okay sir." I breathe rapidly and take the paper highlighted, and he gives me a unsure look.
"I mean yes, sir." I catch myself quickly and correct myself, which in return he nods impressed.
"Good, if you understand then continue working. You only have an hour." He quickly states with a blank expression as he crosses his legs watching me curiously.
I turn away and begin to find each file he highlighted, while he works on his computer.
damn does this man ever smile? or does he even have a heart at least? I think to myself as i daze off.
Almost an hour passes and i turn away files in hand, facing his desk i walk over struggling and he looks up from whatever he was doing.
"Here, sir." I breath heavily due to the files, which have worn me out to the max.
"Mhm. Let me see." He orders and i pass them over to his hands, which he has no problem grabbing them.
I watch as he scans over them and reads through the files, I begin to doze off staring into his blue eyes which are clearly focused on the files and not me. His perfect brown hair which sits in the sun that is peeking through, and reflects the shine off it. I notice his captivating muscles which bulge through his suit jacket, as he writes on the files and my mouth opens small but still noticeable.
His perfect full lips which remain in a relaxed pout, I can't help but to feel overwhelmed and blush slightly to the thought of me thinking about him like this. It's completely unnecessary, he's not exactly the sweetest guy in the world. But the way he stared into my eyes fully took me.
"Good, you're finished now. I'll be at the meeting and you look for more files that I have highlighted here on this note." He packs more on me and I hang my head once again.
I counted my chickens before they hatched, thinking that he'd let me get off work this early.
I didn't realize how much work this would be. I'm so exhausted i feel like i can give up now, and save myself from my own death of starvation, exhaustion and insomnia.
"Yes, sir." I say instead and grab the note from his hands.
I watch him as he looks up gets up walking past me swiftly, as i smell his musky, aromatic scent. I am left dumbfounded, as my jaw hangs low.
I watch him walk away, not turning back once. I hang my head, yet I continue to watch him as he stands perfectly straight, hands in pocket as the elevator quickly opens for him.
He quietly disappears and I get back to work, which not to mention really took almost 3 hours and by the time I had finished getting those files sorted, It was 6pm.
The sun was finally sleeping, while the moon and stars were officially awake. I could see the whole city of New York, all from his office and it felt so quiet. I decide to go explore into his penthouse more to get answers on who this man really is.
I look around and see his suite which has perfect glass windows, and one door which leads to it all.
I walk around for what feels like minutes until I can really find his room, his whole penthouse is spotless, not an ounce of dust can be found on the furniture, and not a stain in view.I look around and see his suite which has perfect glass windows, and one door which leads to it all.
I walk around for what feels like minutes until I can really find his room, his whole penthouse is spotless, not an ounce of dust can be found on the furniture, and not a stain in view.
I walk into an all grey and off white room, and another expensive chandelier hangs down from the wall.
What's with him and Matthew?
Matthew is such a sad yet beautiful color.
I see a picture of Mr. Knight and a woman who resembles him a lot, i can tell he gets his blue eyes, perfectly shaped nose, and lips from this woman.
In the picture there is also a man who resembles him as well, but I can tell this man is his father and that woman is his mother.
He has a mixture of both sides, but he's definitely a momma's boy, by the way he's just leaning onto her and how only his arm is just resting on his father.
I look on the date taken and it reads December 20, 2015. My eyes scan the photo and I slowly read a piece of handwriting that was left on the back of this picture.
"This is the last picture I have with you, You were/ are my world mom. I love you." I read as my jaw hangs.
I feel my heart get a sharp pain, and i put the picture back into it's place.
My eyes spot a necklace on his dresser which reads 'Gebrielle Knight. February 4, 1974- January 20, 2016.' Inside the heart shaped necklace was a picture of him and his mother, and he was clinging onto her again with a wide smile. A real smile too.
I decide to stop snooping around and walk out before one thing catches my eye. A health magazine.
"Causes of natural deaths." I tilt my head confused and shake it off, walking out of his room and back out to his office.
I hear someone walking towards the hallway I am about to turn on, and I quickly turn the other way in route to his office.
I quickly walk at a fast pace back to his office where i try to play natural, and soon enough my wrist is grabbed quickly.
My heart felt like it was going to stop, and i feel Mr. Knight's gaze on me once again.
"What were you doing just now?" He questions me, already knowing the answer.
"Nothing i was looking for the restroom." I make up quickly and he doesn't move an inch away from my face.
"Don't lie to me. What'd you see?" he questions grabbing my hands moving me out of the dark hallway into the light.
At this point our lips are almost touching and i feel nothing but a dark tension which is slowly captivating, taking over my body one by one.
"I just finished work, and was looking for the restroom." I defend myself and Mr. Knight turns his head confused.
"Bullshit...I'll ask one more time. Did you go into my room." He stares me down into my eyes and i look away nervously.
"Yes." I confirm and his eyes glare sharply at me.
"What interested you in going there." He orders an answer, and I look away.
"I thought the restroom was there, and I was curious." I hang my head and feel his body heat against me, trapping me.
"Well curiosity killed the cat." He warns and let's me go, turning his back towards me walking to his room.
I hear a door slam shut and i look down, feeling as i invaded his privacy.. In which i did, and i couldn't help but feel so bad for him.
Maybe this is why he's so cold, not because he was born like this, but because he lost a parent.
He didn't have any one to look up to besides his dad who also slipped away once his mom passed away.
I shake my head and walk down the elevator, in which it opens right for me and I press the lobby floor.
In which it takes me home. Embarrassed.
..............
I'm in my studio apartment sitting on my couch hanging my head and of course Clara is around at the worse time where i feel like a mess.
She sits across from me crossing her arms as she tilts her head confused, I look up releasing a sigh.
"It's okay, i'm sure there's another job you'll be able to find." She remarks trying to comfort me and i glare at her.
"Clara. i wasn't fired." i roll my eyes looking back down, uncomfortable.
"Hm, what's wrong then?" she asks me confusedly and i fidget in my lap.
"Nothing." I shake my head and she glares at me again.
"No. What is it."
"Okay fine. I went through his penthouse and i saw a lot of pictures of his mom who passed away. He found out." I hang my head disappointed.
"He must think you're damn eye candy then, if I was him you would've been fired. Just saying, apologize it's not hard." She assures me and i nod softly, still a bit down.
"Okay, yeah i'll apologize and work harder." I sigh and she shakes her head.
"You need to eat, let's go get food and when we come back you can go to sleep." Clara confirms to me and i nod tiredly.
"Can't we have it delivered here?" I ask lazily calling out to her as I hang my arm off my couch as i lay down comfortably.
"Surprise me." I shrug closing my eyes, resting.
"Fine. What do you wanna eat?" She questions me pulling her phone out.
"Done. I'm using my card so don't worry." She tells me as she puts her phone down.
Clara gives me a nod and i watch her scroll through her phone.
"You know if you don't have a good day then i'll be here to cheer you up." Stella encourages and i frown.
"Thank you." I say sincerely due to her sweet act today.
"I was having a good day.. Then i screwed it all up. He probably hates me now." I say pessimistic.
"If you don't like him, then why do you care if he likes you or doesn't like you and if you messed up." She interrogates me and I shake my head.
Stella clicks her tongue glaring at me suspiciously.
"I can get fired, Why else?" I say with a tone of sarcasm and Clara looks down.
"He would've fired you the moment you were in his room, at least I would've. I think you have a crush on him, because why else would you care what he thinks of you." Clara smirks and i shake my head.
"No, i don't. You have the worst timing just shut it." I hush her before I get annoyed.
"Just apologize. In a way you never have before." She winks at me,
"Why are you so annoying." I roll my eyes, and she frowns.
"Sorry." She looks down and i look back up at her apologetically.
"I'm sorry i'm just upset." I sigh and she comforts me.
"I know, it's alright." She walks over to the couch and rubs my back.
I slowly come to sense of mind. Why in the hell am i sad. I don't even like the man. Although.... you're so good looking and you are incredibly smart. but you're too intimidating and cold. I have to not like you. I envy you.
I hear my door bell ring and Stella gets up running to the door, and i hear her conversation with what sounds like the delivery man.
"That was fast, thank you." She exclaims and i hear her shut the door, walking back into the kitchen with a bag of food.
"What'd you get?" I ask curiously sitting up, as my stomach growls.
"I got Chinese food." She says opening food containers and bringing them to the couches.
Walking back into the living room, she hands me water and i smile softly at her.
She walks back into the kitchen and pours me and her glasses of water.
"Thanks Clara." i express to her as i push food into my mouth hungrily.
I can't help but eat quickly due to my exhaustion and how much food i haven't consumed in the whole day.
"Slow down!" Clara warns to me which results in me giving her the glare.
The glare is a warning sign meaning do not mess with me when i am eating food, especially when i have not ate food the whole day. it's even worse when i had a shitty day.
She surrenders and hides her face as she continues to eat. I also stuff my face unable to comprehend how fast i'm actually eating. Apparently it's like I haven't eaten in years. It sure feels like it.
I decide to stop eating since i feel myself getting full and i decide maybe it's time for a nights rest.
"I'm gonna sleep, come to the bed whenever you're gonna go to sleep. don't wake me up please!" I explain and put my food down, getting up from the couch and walking into my bedroom.
As I walk in i see it's lit up with my neon lights which i supposed, Stella had turned on before i got home.
I get into my pajamas and get a nights rest before i have to work in the morning, which i'm really dreading.
I can't help but feel bad although i think he deserves to be mad at me.. but why am i even stressing this. he's a grown man. He'll be okay.
I don't even like this man, he's a jerk and he's cold towards everyone. he has no heart. I soon fall asleep remembering Mr. Knight in my mind.
I wake up sleepily, and exhausted. I pull myself out of bed and walk to the bathroom where i shower, brush my teeth and hair and finish my morning needs before i start getting ready for work.
I continue with putting makeup on, and getting my usual work outfit on.
I fix myself up, looking presentable and confident for once and I grab my keys and phone walking out my apartment as Stella is sound asleep.
I leave the house around 10am, and get down to the lobby quickly running behind schedule. By the time I get to my car, i hop in quickly and beat traffic taking about 10 minutes to arrive at the workplace. I get out locking my car and walk into the building in a hurry.
I pass the desk rushing up into the elevators where one opens quickly. I press floor 36, and wait impatiently as we go up higher onto the floors.
Almost a minute later, I finally arrive in putting my key card in and the elevator door opens before ascending down. I walk into the penthouse where i hear a man talking to Mr. Knight.
"Why'd you hire someone as your assistant so quickly?" I hear the man say as i wait by the office door, making sure i am not in sight of their view.
"Because. You don't need to ask me questions. Don't be upset that dad chose me to run this business." I hear Mr. Knight remark and i shake my head.
What does he mean, their dad? Is that his brother he's speaking to?
"You're not running it correctly." The man expresses to him and i gasp slightly.
"Go run your own business and run it correctly to your choice then." Mr. Knight says to the man who i think might possibly be his brother.
"This was supposed to be my business, then dad decided to give it to you for no apparent reason." He replies and I hang my jaw surprised.
"Sara, leave. I have work to do." I hear Mr. Knight say rudely and footsteps begin coming my way. I see a tall, lean but muscular man walking towards me and I look up at him curiously.
I watch him look straight up at nothing, not paying attention to me at all. I shrug and walk into Mr. Knight's office, quietly.
"Mm." He looks back down acknowledging me poorly, as i hang my head.
"Good morning, sir." I say quietly and he looks up from his papers.
"I wanted to say sorry, I feel bad I invaded your privacy. I'm sorry." I hang my head and hear footsteps coming towards me.
"Alright then that's cool too." I nod unsure.
"I don't need your apology." He says and my eyes bulge.
This time my blood is boiling, and I feel a fire ignite inside of me.
"If you have something to say then say it." He remarks to me
"...Why are you so miserable. Can't you say it's okay and get over it." I roll my eyes unable to take another peep from him.
"Do you want this job? If i hear a comment so stupid like that one once more and if I ever find out you go through my room again. I will fire you instantly. Do you understand?" He says putting a hand on his chin
I don't respond due to how angry i am, I want to beat this man up. Although i would probably lose.
"Do you understand?" I hear him say again as a smile comes across my face, accidentally.
"What are you smiling about. I asked you a question. Do you know how to talk?" He remarks to me, as i finally start getting in his head.
"Of course, I know how to talk i'm not an idiot." I bite back harshly and he tilts his head, not believing my words.
"You... you're just like every woman. All materialistic, and acquisitive." He remarks to me and this has now turned extremely personal.
"You don't know jack shit about me." I shake my head.
Although he may look exceptionally hot, he talked down on me.
"You have a terrible attitude." Mr. Knight shakes his head
"I'm not gonna stop doing what I do just cause you don't like it." I stand away, avoiding him.
He looks in my eyes and i just stand there stunned.
"You..." He backs up glaring at me coldly and i stand there dumbfounded as he walks to his desk sitting as if nothing just happened.
My heart is pounding by now, and I feel as If I can get a heart palpitation at any given second right now.
Indeed i'm sure i do have one.
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