❁ Never allow your face to tell what your head is thinking. ❁

Another day in the same sucky life.

I have no idea how am I gonna deal with Mr. Male Bitch after everything I said the other day.

And I don't blame anyone else but myself, why did I even say all that ' Rot in hell ' thing when I knew I have to face him everyday.

My wavy hair curls hang around my shoulder while playing hide and seek with my golden hoop earrings. I'm wearing my favorite light blue sweater teamed up with a pair of white trousers and a belt around my belly for safety.

Confession No. 18 - Finding my perfect size is as impossible as watching Friends without laughing.

Why on earth do I to oversleep? I just hope he had not come office yet.

Okay he's early.

" Wish a Pleasant morning to our Boss everybody. " Male bitch rants as I walk inside the office while leaning his back on my desk, seems like he was pretty desperate to see me.

" Because only The Boss has the right to come 10 minutes and 30 seconds late, now it's 31 to be precise, correct me if I'm wrong Miss Noriana. " emphasizing ' The Boss ' word he moves forward in my direction with a firm determination to humiliate me in front of the whole office, and stands right next to me maintaining a distance of 2 feet.

" I'm sorry. " I mutter looking down to the floor while continuous chills run all across my body.

" Am I deaf? I couldn't hear you. " he moves his orbs in Matt's direction, who's standing beside his desk wearing his poker face, " Did you hear her Mushroom Head? "

Matt doesn't dare to utter a word so he presumes his own answer to be true, " Oh no he didn't, now would you please apply some force on your delicate throat and speak a little louder? " he smirks and I look him in the eye in confusion that if his hatred for me made him this way or he was born an asshole.

" Louder! " he yells making me flinch and close my eyes for a second.

" No you're not wrong, I apologize for being late and also for wasting your precious time that you spent to scold me. Shall I go to my desk now? " I concede my fault, however, I also know this is not a very appropriate way to talk to your boss but he has nothing to do with me being late, he just loves humiliating me.

" With all due respect. " he sneers moving aside giving me space to walk.

I walk to my desk with everyone's eyes over me. What would they be thinking? They must be laughing at me! Probably they would never talk to me again or maybe treat me like an outsider.

Oh heavens, why do I get so anxious about people's opinion about me? Why am I so afraid of being embarrassed! Josie says it's a normal symptom for people suffering from OCD but it's hell annoying.

In pretense to ignore it all, I grab my chair and wait for Male Bitch to leave so that I can sanitize my desk which still has his finger prints.

He steps in the direction of his cabin, however, stops in his track by my desk which lies in between and slowly whispers in my ear, " I was born an asshole, you just enhanced my asshole-ness, just in case you wonder. " and continues on his way like nothing happened.

Now what? He can hear me thinking!

What is this man?

After quickly cleaning my desk and chair just in case he touched it too, I review his schedule which reminds me that he is going to our new product's shoot at 11am, that means an hour later, and as a good assistant I have to go along with him.

Can someone just drive a dagger through my heart and kill me? I don't wanna go with him!

Okay so I'm gonna go to him and simply say no, he can't force me to go with him.

***

Right now we're on our way to the shooting location, which is 3 miles away from the office, in his quite expensive five seater black Mercedes Benz.

Of course he can't force me because he can simply order me.

It's been long since I sat in such a luxurious car, I remember I had a Rolls Royce when I was in high school, however I never liked it's silver color, I always wanted a Madeira Red one, but I had to keep it after all it was my sixteenth birthday's present from Mr. Williamson.

Confession No. 19 - I swear I was nothing like Regina George.

In fact, I was popularly unpopular, no one knew my name but everyone knew I was the daughter of The David Williamson, one of England's richest businessman. Everyone used to treat me like an outsider. Nobody used to talk to me because I liked to stay quiet as I was anti social while they assumed that I am snobbish, and the ones who did was only because I was rich.

Thinking about bad old days, I wonder what Mr. Williamson must be doing at the moment? What a silly question, he must be in the middle of a meeting trying to crack a million quid deal.

My flashback express takes a halt and I realise Hans is looking at me, I move my head in his direction to find him constantly staring at me with a very tiny glimpse of an evil smile plastered on his lips which makes me uncomfortable, so I look back to the window.

Asshole!

And now why the hell is he grinning?

" What? " I wince at him with squinted eyes as an expression of frustration.

" I did not say anything, did I? " he smirks.

" No but your constant gaze is making me uncomfortable. " I simply argue.

" Oh keep your dirty thoughts within yourself, I was just wondering which abusive name you're giving me this time. " he gives me his sexy glares.

How would he have known I was cursing him?

Okay my face is very expressive.

" Hope you like it. " I sneer and move my orbs to the window.

We get off the car as we reach the location which is quite impressive I must admit, greenery on one side and fake snow flakes on the other, there's also a small lake in my right where I see a dozens of cameras with a full setup.

A guy in brunette hairs with name Josh I guess, the Art Director, carrying a bunch of papers in his hand and a mic on his collar approaches in our direction.

" Sir there a tiny problem. " Josh gasps.

" And what is that? " Hans questions while removing his black shades he stares at Josh with a raised eyebrow.

"Sir, actually The brand ambassador, Miss Hayley Green, got caught in an accident on her way to the shoot, she's in hospital right now with an injured arm. " Josh explains.

“ Bloody Hell!”, he clenches his jaws and rubs his fingers against his forehead while his lips contracts in a small pout clearly showing his increasing wrath. After a few minutes of thinking he takes a deep breath, moves his hand from his forehead back to the coat's pocket and slightly nods like he has found a solution, " I want the shoot today, I don't care how, call any model give the price she asks. "

Seriously! This is the solution you came up with?

But wait, how can a random model do the photoshoot in place of The Brand Ambassador?

" B- But sir there's no model available for today, we have to postpone the shoot. " Josh stutters looking at him with confused eyes while I slowly look at him to evaluate the time in which a punch flies in Josh's direction to smack his head but to my surprise his face no longer looks furious instead he's calm.

Is something cooking inside his head?

" I want the shoot today. Period. " he declares unbuttoning his jacket which was hugging his chest tightly, Josh frowns and goes back to the tent being totally oblivious what to do.

If the shoot is really that urgent why doesn't he himself wear the costume, put on some fake boobs, a blonde wig, a lot of make up and reveal the sexy women hidden inside his masculine body.

And no need to wear fake ass, I can kick him, it would look much original and even sexier than Kim K's.

Oh heavens, I'm so damn funny! I can imagine him posing like the models in those fashion magazines, Hans Supermodel Anderson, I'm biting my inner cheeks to control my laugh.

Confession No. 20 - I can crack up on any serious situation.

" May I ask you what the hell is so hilarious? " he glares me with mad eyes making me realise my grin is visible to him.

" Fine. " he sighs and drags me to the tent where the whole crew is present, he releases my wrist and announces " You have 15 minutes, get her ready, she will be the model for our new product's photoshoot. "

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Hola, me again lol.

❁ I know I promised to update this Friday, but , Josie to my Nora, suggested me to surprise update as we finally hit 1K today ( 2 Dec, 2020 )

Yipp!!!

❁ Plus, I also wanted to know your opinion about the story's pace, Is it too slow?

Hope you have a productive day (❁´◡'❁)