《Strictly Professional ✔️》Chapter 5
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Okay... I was not expecting that.
His entire office that I spent an entire day cleaning was totally trashed. 😏
My hard work gone to complete waste, after awhile I sighed and said"Mr. Reid?"
"Ms. Downs you're a minute late!"
"Sir I've been standing at the doorway for almost a minute"
"Don't talk back to me!"
I gulped and looked into my bosses piercing blue eyes, how can someones eyes be so beautiful...
"What the hell are you doing?! You have work to do, I'm paying you to work! What are you holding?!"
I so want to throw everything in his face, I put on a obviously fake smile and said in a obnoxiously sweet voice "Breakfast sir"
"Ms. Downs are you bribing me into not firing you?!"
How did I know he was going to say that? At this point I don't care.
"I hate to burst your bubble but I had good intentions, you said you don't have breakfast before coming to the office and I thought you didn't have any today either" annoyance was dripping off every word.
His eyes softened and he cleared his throat "I appreciate the thought but I'm not hungry"
the second he said that his stomach grumbled, I smirked and said "Someone says otherwise"
"May I remind you I'm your boss"
I wanted to retort back, when I got his message, he meant he can fire me.
Damn him!
"Yes sir, I'm sorry sir" I said through gritted teeth.
He smirked and said "good, go check my schedule and for Gods sake get out of my office!"
He just had to bark the last part out.
I rolled my eyes and left his office, I sat down on my office chair and turned on my computer.
I started scheduling his meetings and other affairs, I snickered remembering he told me to arrange another lunch date with his mother.
What a mamma's boy!
After I was finished with that,
I eagerly started reading emails, because I was expecting one from
Olivia Doyle.
Looking through all of them was a piece of cake, the minute you start working for Mr. Reid, things are hard at first, but when you get into the flow of things they're really easy to handle.
When I was almost finished with the emails, I took a break to work on some other tasks so I looked through the files I couldn't finish yesterday due to Mr. Reid's cold, don't hold it against me the guys an asshole, I had to say something to keep his mouth shut.
After I was finished yesterday's work I got back to reading and responding to emails, the minute one particular email came into view, I froze.
Not good!
I hurried my way over to
Mr. Reid's office and opened the door without knocking.
"Mr. Reid! We have a prob-"
The office door opened only to reveal a cleaner trying to tidy up the room.
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I thought he said the cleaners were to come in after work hours? I guess he wanted his office clean after trashing it.
"Oh...um...hi, sorry I was looking for Mr. Reid?"
"He just left, I'm pretty sure he went to the I.T department" the man said.
"Thanks"
For some reason something doesn't feel right about that guy, I shook my head and shrugged off the feeling whilst quickly making my way down to see Mr. Reid.
The elevator door opened on the I.T floor and I was surprised to see Mr. Reid waiting for the elevator too.
"Sir, I need to speak to you, it's important"
He nodded and we rode the elevator back to our floor.
The elevator doors opened and he was striding his way to his office but I remembered that sketchy cleaner was still in there.
As he was about to open the door I stopped him by grabbing his arm and couldn't help feeling his muscles underneath his shirt.
I gulped and ignored the feeling by letting go of his arm.
"Let's discuss this in my office"
I whispered not wanting any unwanted listeners.
"Don't tell me what to d-"
"Shhh" I said as I put my finger on his lips to hopefully shut him up and it worked.
I pulled him by the arm back to my office and locking the door still unconsciously clinging on to his bulging biceps.
"Ms. Downs will let go of my arm now?"
"I'm so sorry Mr. Reid"
I let go of his arm and blushed from embarrassment.
I heard him 'hmph' and not the annoyed kind, it was the
I-made-you-blush kind, the kind that came with the cocky smirk.
Quickly recovering I cleared my throat and went back to business mode.
"We have a problem"
He seemed to have gotten the hint because he gave me his attention and the air around us changed.
"Why are we discussing it in your office instead of mine?"
"Not important right now, do you remember the deal we covered when I first joined?"
"The one with Royce Andrews holdings? With Jarred Grant? What's wrong with it?"
"He contacted me this morning telling me that we cheated him and the deal is off if we're going to play dirty"
"What the- get my private jet set for Chicago if possible tonight,
I'm clearing up whatever this is"
We made our way to his office and the cleaner was gone, the office went back to how I left it yesterday, which I'm still pissed off about let me remind you.
"Who cleaned my office?" He asked confused.
"Didn't you call for a cleaner?"
"I didn't"
The realization hit the both of us, our eyes widened and we raced our way to his desk.
He opened one of his many drawers with a key and suddenly tensed.
"Mr. Reid?"
"Where is it?!"
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"What?"
"The contract! The bloody papers I signed!" He yelled starting to empty the contents of the already empty drawer.
I knew exactly which papers he was talking about but I couldn't help but ask.
"Which papers?" I whispered
"The Chicago deal" he growled.
"It's not a coincidence that the second we get a email from Jarred, the contract papers go missing" he continued.
"What are we going to do?"
"Find the one who stole the papers then go murder Jarred Grant"
I gasped "we can't exactly kill him!"
"No but we can send him to court, if the papers weren't stolen I would have cleared up the misunderstanding but knowing he was the one that stole them I need evidence"
"We already know the cleaner was the one that took the papers but how when you have the key?" I wondered.
"Lock picking isn't anything new, a teenager can do it any day of the week"
I want to mentally slap myself for being stupid.
He walked to his intercom and said
"I need footage of the past two hours, pronto"
"Yes sir" a deep voice from the other side of the intercom said.
"Did you see the culprits face?" He turned to me and asked.
"No, he had his back turned to me"
He nodded and sat behind his desk and started massaging his forehead with one hand while his eyes were closed.
"Ms. Downs go home and pack for a three day trip, good call on discussing the situation in your office"
"Now that I think about it, it's partly my fault this happened, if I let you open the office you might have stopped him, I'm sorry" I said looking down not wanting to meet his eyes.
I heard shuffling and didn't dare look up, I felt a hand on my chin, pulling my head up I met his cold yet soft blue eyes.
Blue to brown, I felt myself getting lost in his eyes and him staring back into mine.
"Don't blame yourself" he said harshly before pulling away and walking back to his desk.
"If it was your fault I would've fired you, don't you think?"
I nodded my head and excused myself out of his office.
When I got to my office, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror to notice my face completely red.
Thinking about it now that was probably the closest I've been to
Mr. Reid ever since working for him, I blushed more at that thought.
After a pep talk and composing myself, I called his pilot Garry, telling him to have the jet ready for Chicago, getting an affirmative, I cut the call and walked my way back to his office.
After the usual knock and 'come in' I entered his office to see him watching what I assume is the footage of the office and the rest of the floor.
"Ms. Downs look at this"
"Did you find anything?"
"Nothing for past hour"
I walked over to him and leaned on the desk to see the floor and I saw Mr. Reid leaving his office at around 9:38 with grace and power radiating off him like a heater.
Wow time sure does pass when you're working.
And a few minutes later the mysterious cleaner walked into the office.
He stopped the footage and zoomed into the guy but to no avail, his face was hidden under his cap.
"Damn it!" He slammed his fist on the table startling me, he sighed and pressed play.
A few minutes later I stumbled my way to his office the total opposite of how Mr. Reid left and opened the door without knocking.
Yay it's great getting caught by your boss! Note the sarcasm.
"You didn't knock?"
He asked sternly.
"I was in a rush?"
He just stared me down then went back to the screen.
I stood there for a second at the doorway then I left to go find
Mr. Reid.
Looking at myself from a screen makes me feel uncomfortable, it's not everyday you see yourself on camera.
I was drawn out of my thoughts by the office door opening and the guy coming out with a green file in his hand and his face still covered.
The next thing I know he has a gun and has already shot the camera.
"Seems like we've got someone working for Jarred from within the company"
"How did he get the gun in here?"
"Someone must've given it to him from the inside, I'll call a private investigator to search for fingerprints, in the meantime let's look for the traitor"
He pressed the button on the intercom again and said "I need all guards and the cleaning staff that is here working today in my office, now"
"Y-Yes s-sir" said I higher pitched voice this time.
"Ms. Downs you can either go or stay if you like"
"No I'll stay, sir do you do background checks when you hire someone?"
"Yes we do, I happen to know that your mother is Spanish and your father is half Spanish and half American, your mothers name is Lucia and your fathers name is Raymond"
"I'm sorry sir but that's plain creepy"
He chuckled and the sound was melodic and sexy to my ears,
I wonder how sexy his laugh is?
To be honest Mr. Reid is the epitome of eye candy, his eyes, physique, voice, his intelligence only makes him ten times more attractive...
how can God make someone so damn perfect?!
"Ms. Downs are you alright?"
"Huh? I'm fine just a little bit hazed, that's all"
He nodded and there was knock on the door.
He came closer to me and whispered in my ear
"you're the only one who's really seen the guy up close and with the human eye, so you'll determine which one is him"
"Yes sir" I nodded.
"Come in" he said and people started piling up in the room.
Well, we've got a lot of work on our hands!
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