(Edited by Mia (76ROSE) < thank you so much hun x)
Chapter Five:
Emberly's POV:
I slowly made my way inside his office where he was pacing around the room like a raging bull. I saw him loosen the knot of his tie and when he saw me his eyes flashed and closed into slits.
Not even wasting a second, I quickly apologised. "I am sorry. I swear I didn't see her going inside." I murmured.
He looked at me briefly and then sighed deeply. "Emberly go get a paper and a pen. I need this done by today."
Really? That was it? I quickly went to my cubicle, which was right outside of his office and got a paper and a pen. My hands were shaking already. When I went back in, he had already begun to speak but not in English, it was in French.
French.
Fluent French.
Flipping Fluent French.
Noticing how I was just staring at him he stopped and closed his eyes, which he seemed to do a lot when he was annoyed.
Oh boy.
"I... Can't... Uhmm... Speak... French." I stuttered.
"Use your phone, record it and then get someone to type it." He said rubbing his jaw.
Of course. Why didn't I think of that? I took my phone out and realised the battery was dead. Talk about my luck today. I gulped loudly. Maybe today was the day when I would leave this world.
"What is taking you so long?" He clenched his jaw.
"The battery... Is dead." I pointed at my phone and dared not to look at his face.
"Fuck." He growled.
He snatched the phone from my hand and threw it against the wall. The screen smashed into thousands pieces. I stood dumbfounded.
"Go. Get. Something. Else. NOW." He gritted.
I nodded still startled and turned around opening the door. I nearly tripped on my grey trousers.
"Unbelievable." He shouted from behind.
Back at my office, I searched for a tape recorder. Not finding one, I decided to ask someone else. Slipping the heels back on my sore feet I went to where the others were working. I was sure I looked like a mess. That was what happened when you worked for him. I wondered what his previous assistant was like. Maybe I could ask her for some tips. Who was I kidding? If she was so good, she wouldn't have been fired in the first place.
While I had the 'privilege' to work right next to him alone, they were all working together in their cubicles. I looked around for a friendly face but they all seemed so busy. I spotted this guy looking at me and absently I went to his cubicle. He straightened himself out and I quickly asked for a tape recorder.
"Let me guess. French again?"
I was surprised but nodded and he chuckled in response. Smiling genuinely at me he passed me a small tape recorder. I noticed he had one of those contagious smiles that could make others smile without realising it.
"Thank you."
"I'm Jason." He held out his hand and I shook it with my own.
"Emberly."
"What, your parents couldn't decide which name to give you?" He teased me and I couldn't help but smile widely.
"Yeah it was a close call between Ember and Emily so they..."
"Named you Emberly?"
"Yeah. Anyway thanks Jason. I really need to go. I'll see you around yeah?"
Now he was the type of person I would talk to. He seemed really genuine.
"Sure. See you later." He waved at me.
I quickly went inside Arran's office, still smiling like an idiot when I noticed he was studying me carefully. Wiping the smile off my face I motioned at the tape recorder. He soon began to speak and I couldn't help but watch him.
It was such a shame, utter shame, such a handsome face and him... He had such features that would give top models a run for their money. Normally I wasn't the one who judged people by their looks but with this man I couldn't help it. I wondered if he had ever been approached for modelling. No wonder all the girls threw themselves at him. I almost felt bad for his father, Mr. Raymond, who no doubt was sick of his scandals. He had this aura, which made him look ten times sexier without even trying. And his husky voice literally sent shivers down your spine. Such a shame.
"See anything you like?" He smirked with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
And we were back to cocky Arran. Sometime I asked myself if he was bipolar. He's had more mood swings than a pregnant woman. And his temper made me wonder how many times his parents dropped him as a baby. I quickly pressed the red button on the recorder and glanced up to realise he was only a few steps away from me. I had to look up since he was a few inches taller than me. My heartbeat quickened and I quickly composed myself. What was wrong with me? Please don't tell me I was getting affected like other girls.
"Yes, your tie. I was curious where you got it from. I want to get my dad a similar one." I lied smoothly.
Well not entirely, I was thinking of getting him something. Well played Rae, well played.
"Wait let me guess again. No boyfriend?" He smirked.
"What makes you think I don't?" I retorted back.
"You, I don't think you've ever had a relationship." He said shamelessly checking me out from top to bottom.
"That's funny, my opinion about you is the same." I frowned.
"Seriously who wants a serious relationship when you can just bang..."
"Well as much as I'd love to hear about your life, I would rather go and do my work." I interrupted him, shrugging off the visuals of him from my mind.
"Wait, about your phone... I will get you a new one tomorrow." I turned around to see him smiling apologetically.
If I thought his smirk could swoon any girl, wait till you had seen his smile, it could literally kill someone. There is no point of holding grudges if the other person is sorry.
"You don't get an option. You owe me one." I teased surprisingly feeling relaxed with him. You don't feel that often around him.
"How about I make it up to you?" He winked suggestively.
"It breaks my heart to say this, but I'm going to pass." I pressed my lips together, feigning remorse,
"Ouch, that hurts." He placed his hand on his chest and chuckled.
Maybe he wasn't as bad as he seemed to portray to everyone. Maybe it was a façade, to block everyone out. Maybe.
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Dedicated to a great person.... hope you like this update :D