《Mr. Control Freak ✔》C H A P T E R 8
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AMELIA'S POV
After doing nothing for two hours except scrolling down my Instagram and finding Pokémon in my room, I stood up to leave and discuss whatever the project was with him.
Standing outside his room, I knocked on it.
"Come in." I heard the deep but calm voice.
2. If he's angry, go away. Don't look back. Come back after an hour or two.
Again poking my head inside the room I noticed that he wasn't in his chair. I looked around but there was no sign of him.
"Mr......Knight?" I asked in low voice but there was no answer.
Where did he go?
I walked over his huge table and placed my bag on it. Sitting in one of the chair in front of his huge leather chair and made myself even more comfortable. There was a bowl on the table. I grabbed it and OH MY GOD! There were gummy bears in it.
Why didn't I notice it earlier? Definitely he was hiding it from me. INTIMIDATING LOSER.
GUMMY BEARS! YAY
I took a handful of gummy bears and stuffed them into my mouth. I have been twice in his room and the whole time I was doing what?
Stuffing my mouth with food.
I just stopped for a moment. What was the first rule? Oh my, but he's not here! I can totally eat when he's not around.
"What are you doing?" Someone said.
I quickly turned around and there he was, glaring at me. I gulped those gummy bears and stood up. His expression told me that he never likes anyone else eating his gummy bears. I stiffened.
"I-I wasn't....just..." I stuttered. Oh my! He's going to kill me.
3. Don't eat. Don't fūcking eat if you think he's not around. He's always around.
He raised his perfectly arched eyebrow. This is so messed up. Why I am still hired? I've embarrassed myself alot today. I feel like crying.
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"I-I am really sorry. I didn't know you were here. I am...Sorry!" I said.
"So, Miss. Primrose you mean that if I am not inside my cabin you can do whatever you want. Right?" He seemed furious
"Oh, no! No. No. I didn't mean that. I was just.....I mean I just wanted to....Oh my god! Umm..I...am...Sorry Mr. Knight! I will buy you a new bag of it." I said looking at him with my puppy eyes.
I really didn't mean that. I don't know why I lose my mind around food and those were gummy bears. I would've done the same if there were some other Haribo stuff.
His shook his head and went towards his chair. Opening the button of his jacket, he sat in it.
"I think instead of getting me anything you should get yourself a new pair of shoes."
"Oh." I said when I realized that I was still without any shoes on.
"My bad day." I just shrugged.
He eyed me for a second and I can bet he looked amused, but that look was gone as fast as it came. He released a frustrated sigh and opened a file in front of him.
"Miss. Primrose we are going to open another hotel in Greece so we need you to design everything inside the building. You'll get two weeks to design the rooms and the rest will be done in Greece."
Greece. I was born in Greece. I have many good and bad memories from there but most of them are bad. It was the place where my mom and dad met. It was the place where my mom died. It was the place where my dad started abusing me for his benefit and for the sake of his company. The place where I lost my innocence. I always dreaded going back.
"Are we-"
"Yes we will stay in Greece until its opening which will be ...maybe in a month from now on."
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My eyes widened.
"It means we will leave in two weeks?" I asked raising my voice.
"Yes." He said as he began typing something on his laptop.
"We will stay there for a whole month?"
No! How will I manage to- What about Madeleine?!
"You can take the necessary files from the shelf there. They are labeled as R.117." He said pointing at the shelf in the corner completely ignoring my whines.
I stood up from the chair and walked over the shelf but
Ow!
I fell onto the floor due to the intense pain in my foot. I checked my foot and there it is.
A frickin' pin! How can it hurt like hell?!
I looked over Alarick while clutching on my foot. He abruptly stood up after taking in my condition and rushed towards me.
"What is it?" he said standing right in front of me.
I rolled my eyes at him.
NO EMOTIONAL DRAMA.
Holding on the bare side of the pin, I tugged it out easily without even wincing. He shook his head again at me and went back to his place.
Man, I was thinking something romantic. Damn, you all romantic novels.
Like I would cry like a baby and he would kneel down beside me calming me down and tell me a cute little romance story or look into my eyes and when I would be drowning in his sparkling brown pools, he would stuck the pin out. And then we will both giggle and give each other a tight hug?
I think I should just come out of that typical romance because,
it just don't exist!
Standing up and reaching the shelves, I quickly found the R.117 files but heck they were on the top shelf. And let me tell you the shelf was almost 6 feet high and here I am with 5.3 height.
I groaned out loud and looking around the room, I eyed the chair in front of his table. I scurried off to it.
"Can I use it?"
He nodded without looking at me as he was busy furiously typing something on his laptop.
I took a hold of the chair and tried to hold it up but nah It's so heavy. I tried again but all my efforts in vain.
Sorry Mr. Knight. Bear with your so called NOISE.
I started to drag the chair and yes it made a lot of noise causing me to earn a glare from Mr. Always Annoyed but I didn't stop. Its now or never. I kept dragging the chair. After reaching my destination, I looked back to see Alarick still throwing daggers at my way.
I am hating his attitude with all my guts.
I faked a wide smile and muttered, "If you're so allergic to noise then you could have helped me." I don't care about if I get fired after this. I just can't tolerate such attitude.
He didn't utter a single word but just kept staring at me as if looking straight through me. I cleared my throat but he kept staring.
I just shrugged and hop on the chair.
Gaining my balance, I tried to reach the files but they are still an inch away. I looked down to see if anything could help but nothing was in there. Groaning loudly, I stood on my tippy toes. Reaching out for the files, my fingers brushed them. I jumped a little and my hand disturbed the files which caused them to fall and scatter on the floor.
And what else?
Being a superb clumsy ass, I lost my balance.
Oh Goodness I am gonna fall and die. God help me!
I was in the air when I felt something....
Oh..
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