Chapter 5 CAUGHT IN THE TRAP

"Sorry what?" I asked in total confusion but my voice was drowned out by the loud applause from the staff.

Totally confused, I stood there as they bickered about how lucky and unlucky I was to be the CEO's assistant.

Then they were suddenly bidding the Asian man farewell.

"Have a safe journey Mr. Mu!" They chorused.

Mr. Mu. Was that his name?

Why did this Mr. Mu place me as the CEO's assistant? Again!

What sort of trap had I gotten myself into? Even if I wanted to get myself caught in such a trap, why must it be one involving that jerk?

I turned and nearly had a heart attack when I saw Mr. Mu leaving.

Where was he going to? What was he doing?

He can't put me in this mess and just desert me like that.

I turned back and shuddered at the strange smiles the staff gave me.

I need to get out of here. Now!

I turned, dashed out through the door and almost bumped into Mr. Mu.

"Ms. Mchan," he called.

"Y-ye-yes," I stuttered.

"I just called Mr. King but he's not in his office. What a pity, I would have loved to take you there myself to have you introduced."

"Oh," was all I could utter as I thought of how I would walk into that office later, all alone.

I gulped. He was obviously gonna have me thrown out.

"Ms. Mchan", Mr. Mu called jerking me out of my thoughts.

"Y-ye-yes!"

"The van's here already."

"Umm, what van?" I asked cause right now, I wasn't getting a hang of anything that was happening.

"It's the van that'll convey you to Ichigo."

"Ichigo?"

"Yes. Mr. King went for a meeting there, so that's where you'll be meeting him so you can both head to the event together.

"Event?"

"Yes. You have nothing to worry about, Mrs Smith's in the van, she'll hand over some files and fill you in on the details of today's event."

I blinked, totally not understanding anything of what he'd just said. The only thing I understood was the fact that I was going to meet the jerk.

Right there and then, I made up my mind on what I was going to do.

"Mr. Mu?" I called.

"Yes." He answered.

"Thank you for everything," I said and without thinking, spun on my heels and ran.

In the elevator, I wiped my sweaty temple and felt so grateful when the door slid open.

If there was anything I wanted to do the most, it was to get out of this company entirely.

I walked my way out of the company. And these sentences, 'there she is! There she is! Look she's coming!' that rung out repeatedly filled my ears.

Within few seconds, I got surrounded by this strange people.

"Ms. Mchan what took you so long?"

"Hurry up! Quick, get into the van!"

"Wait! Wait! Stop! I'm not anyone's assistant, let go of me!" I yelled, desperately trying to break free from their strong grip but their voices were so loud that they overshadowed mine.

For the next few minutes, I sat in the van, receiving file after file, followed by instructions I didn't even understand.

"That's it," the Mrs Smith said when she was done giving the instructions.

"I'm quite impressed on your dressing. I must say, you do look smart enough for this event."

"No! Look, this is all a mis..."

"Hurry up now, Mr. King's waiting," she said cutting me short as she literally shoved me out of the van.

I gasped as I stumbled out roughly from the van.

"No! Wait!" I began as I spun around but the van had zoomed off already.

"Shit!" I cursed under my breath. From where I stood, I could sight Mr. King.

"Shit!" I cursed again as my eyes locked onto his. Obviously intrigued by what he was staring at, the men with him turned to look too.

Now there was no turning back.

Steadying myself in my platform heels, I strolled to where they sat.

"Alas," one of the men with a clean shave spoke, "who's this beauty?"

"I'm Ms. Mchan, Mr. King's assistant." I said then accepted the handshake he offered before going to stand at the jerk's side.

If eyes could kill, I would have been dead by now. The way he stared at me, I couldn't help but shudder.

Quickly, I plastered a fake smile on my face and put on my best act.

"Mr. King, here are the files."

Surprisingly, he took them from my hands calmy and started to go through them before distributing some to the men with him.

They nodded happily, obviously pleased with whatever that was in those files, probably business contracts, I guess.

They hastily retrieved their fountain pens and signed on them.

"Mr. King, we knew you won't disappoint us. Nice doing business with you." The man with the clean shave said as the men rose to go.

Once they had zoomed off in their fancy cars, he turned to face me which was what I was expecting.

I smiled down at him, "yes?"

"What are you doing here?" He asked, the anger in his voice didn't escape my notice but I didn't care.

I've reached this point already, I might as well be bold and shameless.

"I believe Mr. Mu didn't make a mistake on choosing me for the urgent replacement." I said my voice sounding bold but below, my hands and knees quivered slightly.

He brought his hands together and clapped.

"I underestimated your connections in the company. Your mother obviously had a doing in this as well."

"Leave my mother out of this!" I snapped.

Clearing my throat, I pursued, with my fake smile on display.

"Mr. King, I believe you're running late for today's event."

At my words, he sprang to his feet, towering over me in the process.

I gulped and stepped backwards.

There was this effect that tall guys had over me. They made my heart race and my mind disoriented especially when they were at close distance which the jerk was.

He leaned down into me, so close that I could feel the pulse of his breath against my skin.

"I don't want an unserious woman like you who poses as my secretary when she's not to follow me."

"Who says I'm not? Look! You may have fired me but I got hired again to replace the fired me!"

"You're a crazy woman!"

"I'm your secretary!"

"Then you're fired!"

"What? You can't fire me twice in a day!"

"Oh yes I can." He said then walked out.

Baffled, I followed him.

"You can't attend this event without your secretary, you need me!" I screamed after him.

To my surprise he stopped.

That worked? Taking my time, I strolled to where he stood, beside his car.

"And you can't get another replacement now." I said before opening the door and letting myself in.

It didn't long before he slid into the backseat with me.

"Can I go now sir?" The driver at the front that I literally didn't notice asked.

"Go." Was all the jerk said then the driver nodded and quickly set the car in motion.

Slightly uncomfortable, I pressed aimlessly away at my phone while listening to the jerk's annoying voice, he seemed to be on a phone call.

It must have been a sudden turn the driver made cause I got swerved to the left, nudging the jerk's arm in the process.

I heard him hiss and just then I lurched forward. in a reflex action, I stretched my hands out as if to break a fall but the ended up getting wrung around his neck.

"Get off me," he said through clenched teeth.

Wait! Was he whispering?

"Oh, o-okay, will do," I said then tried to rise, scratching the skin of his neck in the process.

I felt him flinch then he turned sharply to face me which was bad timing cause I was suddenly lurched back down.

Few seconds passed and I couldn't get myself to pull my lips away from his.

It was unexpected, when I lurched down, I wasn't expecting to crash my lips down on his.

These lips, they were soft and plump. So not only had this jerk fired me twice today, I had kissed him twice as well.

Maybe I was drunk cause I suddenly had this devilish impulse to run my tongue along his lower lips or I could suck it in and also try sliding my tongue into his mouth. Let's see how warm it was. Hehehe!

I snapped back to reality, I shouldn't have these horny thoughts. What was I doing?

I bit down on my lips, no his!

Just then he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me away.

"Get a hold of yourself, I'm on a video call!"

"Sorry what?"