Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid by Lisa Salman Chapter 131 11 â Meeting Mr. Elijah (Book 2)
Aniyaâs pov Owning a cleaning company certainly comes with its own set of challenges. Customers may have high expectations and demands, while employees may have their own concerns and issues. Itâs important to establish rules and guidelines to ensure that everyone is on the same page and that the business runs smoothly.
As an owner of the cleaning company, I implemented a rule that was supposed to provide the employees with a 10% commission, based on the amount of revenue generated from my clients.
This was a common practice in sales-based industries, where employees were incentivized to generate more business and increase revenue.
My mantra was, offering a commission can motivate employees to work harder and provide better service to clients in order to earn more money. It can also help to increase employee loyalty and reduce turnover, as employees feel valued and appreciated for their contributions to the companyâs success.
âI am supposed to get the commission of cleaning Mr. Bernâs house,â Jen whined when she held her salary slip.
âYes. You are right. Except that you never reached there, and I had to send a replacement urgently because the lady could not stop herself to use cuss words on the phone. So no, Jen. You donât deserve that commission.â
âThink of it again! I might leave, Aniya!â She cocked up an eyebrow and placed her palms on my desk. I didnât even bother to raise my head.
âDonât forget to talk to Natalya about your clearance,â I said busily and got up to make some coffee for myself. She was my old employee and initially used to blackmail me a lot.
Not anymore. At that time, I was an amateur in the business but later my dearest Justin taught me so well. Lately, he had become my go-to person.
Jen let out a huff and slammed the salary slip on my desk. âThis is not fair, Aniya. I deserve that commission, regardless of whether I reached Mr.
Bernâs house or not. You should have given me a heads-up before sending a replacement.â
I raised my head and looked Jen in the eye. âI did try to reach you, Jen. I called you several times and even sent you text messages, but you didnât respond. I couldnât afford to lose that client, so I had to send a replacement.â
Jen crossed her arms and glared at me. âI had an emergency, okay? My sister was in the hospital, and I had to rush there. I didnât have my phone with me.â
I sighed and rubbed my temples. âJen, I understand that emergencies can come up, but you have to inform me or someone else in the company if you cant make it to a job. You canât just leave us hanging like that. And in this case, you didnât even inform us that you couldnât make it to Mr. Bernâs house. We had to find out from the client herself.â
Jen rolled her eyes. âFine, whatever. But I still think I deserve that commission.â
I shook my head. âIâm sorry, Jen. You didnât complete the job, so you donât get the commission. Thatâs how it works.â
Jen let out a frustrated sigh and stormed out of my office. As I watched her go, I couldnât help but feel a twinge of guilt. I knew that Jen was going through a tough time with her sister in the hospital, but she also couldnât afford to lose clients and revenue for the company.
As I sipped my coffee, I made a mental note to check in with Jen later and see if she could use some help. I also made a note to talk to Natalya about her clearance issues and ensure that everything was resolved properly.
Running a cleaning company was no easy task, but I was determined to make it work with the help of my trusted employees.
I stretched and straightened in my seat.
âI need to get laid beneath a handsome guy,â I muttered to myself and opened my laptop. It was a continuous hassle to keep track of the cleaning staff and clients.
Man! I was missing that icy blue-eyed handsome. Marwick Garner. The way he used to throw those se*xy smiles my way.
Top of Form To T To move my focus away from the hot stud, I engrossed myself in my work. I was still in my office, surrounded by piles of paperwork and invoices.
I let out a sigh of relief when I heard a brief knock on the door before it opened to reveal Emily, one of my trusted employees.
âHey Emily, thanks for coming in today,â I said with a smile.
Emily returned the smile and walked past me towards the backroom. âNo problem, Aniya. Iâm happy to help out. Iâm just here to collect some stuff and supplies from the backroom.â
I nodded and turned back to my paperwork. I had a lot to do today, including ordering some new cleaning supplies for the company.
âSpeaking of supplies, did you order the bleaching agents from the company?â Emilyâs voice suddenly boomed through the office, making me wince.
âUh, no, not yet,â I replied, rubbing my ears. âI was just about to get started on that.â
Emily let out a small chuckle. âSorry about that, Aniya. I forget how loud my voice can be sometimes.â
I grinned wryly. âItâs okay, Emily. Iâm used to it by now.â I winked.
Emily grinned and disappeared into the backroom again, leaving me to get started on the tedious task of ordering the cleaning stuff.
As I typed away at my laptop, I couldnât help it when Marwickâs face again popped up before my eyes.
âStop it. He is not mine!â I growled at myself.
It was good that he was still waiting for his wife but at least he could have considered me for a one-
night stand. Urgh. How desperate it sounded! And that sucked!Top of Form I was not looking for any commitment, but I wanted Marwick out of my system. For once and for all.
Eve had been asking me to forget about the man. He was Ashleyâs brother and there was a high chance that he considered us as his sisters.
For the next hour, I didnât dare to raise my head from the laptop when I heard a knock on my office door. I didnât bother looking up at first, assuming it was one of my employees coming to collect supplies from the back room. But when the knock persisted, I began to feel irritated.
âWhat?â I snapped, looking up from my laptop. But when I saw who was standing in the doorframe, I froze.
âTyler?â I whispered, disbelief etched on her face.
âHow are you?â Tyler asked, hooking his thumbs in his pockets, and looking around my office as if seeing it for the first time.
This was not the first time he was gracing me with his visit.
âWhat are you doing here?â I demanded, a hint of anger creeping into my voice. âI told you not to visit me again. Or have you become a lawyer already?â I couldnât help but mock him, remembering all the times he had claimed to be studying law when we were seeing each other.
âLook, Aniya,â Tyler began, but I cut him off.
âOh, what should I call you? A lawyer or a liar?â I scoffed. âAll that time you kept making me a fool by telling me that you were studying law. You even made a fake divorce decree too. Have some shame, Tyler and leave!â
Tyler remained silent, still standing in the middle of my office. I couldnât believe that he had the audacity to show his face again after all that he had put me through. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
âWhat do you want, Tyler?â I asked, turning my voice cold and measured.
Tyler hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up. âI need your help, Aniya. Iâm in trouble and I donât know who else to turn to. My bookstore needs some help.â
I raised an eyebrow, skeptical of Tylerâs sudden change of heart. But as I looked into his eyes, I could see the desperation and fear in them. Maybe he really did need my help.
âReally? What help do you need, Tyler?â I asked with my tone still guarded.
âLook, Iâm sorry, Aniya. Iâm sorry for lying to you,â Tyler said, his voice laced with regret. âBut I couldnât sleep after that. You were always on my mind.â
I let out a humorless laugh. âAnd now you want to come crawling back? Is that it?â
âNo, Aniya, thatâs not it,â Tyler said, stepping closer to me, âI mean, I do want to make things right with you. But thatâs not why Iâm here.â
âThen why are you here, Tyler?â I asked him again, folding my arms across my chest.
Tyler hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up. âI need help with my bookstore audit. But I also want us to be together again, Aniya. Please.
I still love you.â
My heart skipped a beat at his words, but I quickly regained my composure. âYou expect me to help you with this audit sh*it, forgive you, and take you back after everything you put me through?â I asked, my voice tinged with anger.
âI know I messed up, Aniya. And I know itâs going to take time for you to trust me again,â Tyler said, desperation creeping into his voice. âBut Iâm willing to do whatever it takes. I just want a chance to make things right between us.â
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I had always been attracted to Tyler, despite his flaws.
But I couldnât ignore the hurt and betrayal that he had caused me. âCould you really give him another chance?â Someone in my head tried to reason with me.
âI need some time to think about this, Tyler,â I finally said, my voice softening slightly. âI canât just take a decision like this on the spot.â
âI understand, Aniya. Take all the time you need,â Tyler said, looking relieved that I was at least considering his plea.
I nodded, watching as Tyler made his way to the door. As he was about to leave, I called out to him.
âTyler, if we do get back together, you have to promise me one thing,â she said, her voice firm.
âAnything, Aniya,â Tyler said, turning back to face her.
âYou canât lie to me again. Ever!â I tried to warn him.
âDone!â
âAnd we are NOT starting any relationship. You wonât expect any kind of friendship, we used to share once. If you accept it, fine. Otherwise, F*ck off! For your audit? Let me know what I can do.â After all, he did so many things for me in the past.
I wish I could tell how embarrassed I was when I got to know about his lies. He was never a lawyer and just did it to impress me and get into my pants.
Pathetic human! Huh!
He had left and I was already thinking of the way I could spend my nights with him. No matter who the guy was. I could always imagine Marwick in his place. Right?
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After paying the driver, I stepped out of the cab and was about to head towards my apartment building when my gaze fell upon a luxurious car parked nearby. It looked familiar, but I couldnât seem to remember where I had seen it before.
As I was lost in thought, the owner of the car seemed to notice me, looking at it. He stepped out of the car, and I couldnât help but notice how handsome and distinguished he looked with his tall build and sharp features.
âMr. Elijah?â I whispered under my breath, recognizing him from Justinâs party where he had been openly trying to flirt with Eve.
He nodded at me and jogged over. âHello, Ms. Aniya,â he said, trying to smile as he looked around.
âCan we talk, Ms. Aniya?â
I was hesitant, wondering what he wanted from me. But he didnât seem like a creep, so I decided to hear him out. âWhat is it about?â I asked him.
âEvelyne!â he said, and just hearing that one word made my senses go on high alert. What did he want from Eve?
âThereâs a coffee shop down the lane. We can walk there and talk,â he suggested.
I agreed, and he quickly instructed someone on his phone to move his car. Maybe his driver, âOnce Iâm done, Iâll call you here,â he said, flashing me a subtle smile. âShall we, Ms. Aniya?â
We started walking towards the coffee shop, and I couldnât help but feel nervous about what he was going to say about Eve.
My mind was racing with different scenarios, and I wondered if I was making a mistake by agreeing to meet him.