Chapter 5 5

Clarissa POV

Since my boss is a sadist and an introvert, I decided to at least do something that'll make him happy. I found out yesterday from his ID card that today is his birthday. I would've loved to be the first to wish him a happy birthday, but since I felt he would be angry if I called him on the phone, I decided to leave it until I get to the office today.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Miguel," I say to him as soon as he steps into the office, and a thin line appears between his eyebrows as he squints his eyebrows with confusion written all over him. Wait a minute! Has he forgotten that today is his birthday or what?

"I got this for you," Although I just started work here, I still feel it'll be nice to get him a gift on his birthday. I dropped by the mall this morning on my way to work where I got a beautiful necklace. Since I didn't have much to buy an expensive one, I decided to go for a cheaper one instead.

He stares at me blankly before he takes his gaze to the necklace, and he finally scoffs after a few seconds.

"How did you know today is my birthday?" He asks with that usual cold expression on his face, and I gulp down nothing. Is he mad at me?

"I saw it in your ID card yesterday," I mutter, and he slowly nods his head.

"Trash that away. I don't need it. You should focus more on work if you want to excel in this company, and stop wasting your time on unnecessary things," He says to me before he proceeds to his office, leaving me standing here like a fool.

"What the hell just happened?" I scoff unbelievably as I glance at him already sitting behind his desk. For fuck's sake, all I did was act nice and get him something, and all he did was tell me to trash it away?

"What the hell does he think of himself? This is crazy," I mumble angrily as I sit back on the chair and resume my work. Maybe I overstepped my boundary, or I didn't really do anything wrong.

Sitting here for hours and getting myself exhausted from working on the desktop is really driving me crazy, especially as I'm not in a good mood today because of what my boss did in the morning.

It's finally lunchtime, and just when I'm about to leave to have lunch at the company's canteen, the office phone suddenly starts ringing.

"Come inside," His voice sounds through the phone as soon as I answer the call, and I roll my eyes. He should thank his luck that he's my boss, and also that I have a crush on him. I mean, this wouldn't have been the case if someone else had disrespected me like this.

Taking a deep breath, I grab the necklace and slide it into my pocket before I head to his office, and seeing him sitting there looking all perfect, I can't help but wonder what is wrong with him that always makes him look so sad. On a second thought, he shouldn't lash out his frustration at me since I'm not the cause of it, right? I'm a human, and I deserve to be treated nicely even though I'm working for him.

"You asked me to come, Sir," I announce my presence since I have been standing in front of him for almost two minutes and he still hasn't said a word to me. Maybe he doesn't know that I'm here, or he's just pretending not to notice my presence, who knows?

"Have you had lunch yet?" He asks, while still having his gaze on the screen of the desktop, and his fingers moving the mouse slowly. Whatever he's doing on the computer seems to be getting all of his attention.

"Not yet, Sir," I reply to him, and he finally raises his gaze to look at me, and as his pair of blue eyes pierce at me, I feel my heart misses a beat.

"Sit!" He beckons toward the chair across from him, and I pull a puzzled look.

"Uhm... Sir, it's lunchtime. I was about to go to the canteen before you called me. Can I go have something to eat first and come back?" I ask him politely.

"The thing is, I didn't eat before I came to the office today, so I'm really famished now," I further say since he didn't answer me the first time.

"Sit down, Clarissa," He says for the second time, and I sigh briefly before I pull out the chair and sit on it.

An awkward silence assumes the atmosphere as the sound of the keyboard clicking fills the atmosphere. I wonder if this is how I'm going to sit here until lunchtime is over. I may develop an ulcer with immediate effect, no doubt about that.

The knock on the door pulls my attention, and I raise my gaze to see him still having his attention on the desktop.

"Come in," He finally ushers the person in, and the door opens as thick footsteps fill the office.

"Your order is here, Sir," Hearing the masculine voice, I raise my gaze to see a young man standing with a large tray filled with expensive-looking food that I've never tasted all my life. My mouth salivates just at the sight of them, and I wish to have a taste even if it's just a bite from them.

"Dish them out," He instructs the young man, and it only takes him five minutes to set the table in the office.

"It's ready, Sir," He bows once he's done.

"You may leave now," He replies to the man, who turns and walks out of the office afterward, not after bowing to him.

'Wait a minute! Is he going to eat all that?' I ask myself after I glance at the table filled with different food, and I turn my head to look at him again, wondering if he will be able to finish all the food by himself. I wish he would ask me to join him later.

"They are for you... Go ahead and eat all you want," He says casually, and I raise my eyebrow in shock.

"Huh?" I blink my eyes rapidly in disbelief.

"Just take this as your boss being nice to you. You won't get this treatment always, so you should seize this opportunity before I change my mind," He utters with his gaze on his phone this time.

"Thank you so much, Sir. This really means a lot to me," I squeak excitedly as I jump up from the chair. As much as I want to comport myself and act like a normal young lady, I can't help it right now. I can't think straight with all these food staring at me. I'm scared of him changing his mind and telling me not to eat them, so I better do the needful.

"Wait!" He suddenly utters just when I'm about to rush to the table, and I halt before I turn to face him.

"Has he changed his mind already?" I ask myself as I turn to face him, and he's having his hand stretch forth like he's demanding something.

"Huh?" I blink my eyes confusingly.

"The necklace... You got it for me, right? Let me have it," He demands, his eyes piercing into mine this time...