He Only Married Me To Show Her That He Already Moved On

-'Rude!'-

My everyday line in my head every time he didn't comment anything. No 'thank you' or whatsoever after giving his orders. I told you, he doesn't know the word thank you. It doesn't exist in his vocabulary.

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Madi's POV:

"Tell me Madi, why do you have to apply for another job? You already have your own fine dining restaurants. Three big freaking restaurants in the City. And you're not lacking out of money, in fact you almost give the half of them to your charities. God! Aren't you feeling exhausted?"

That's Noelle. My best friend and a manager to one of my three restaurants operate in the City.

"Because I told you it's also my dream since college. That's why I also took a business degree to fulfil my bucket list of dreams." I tried to reason out with her but still she couldn't understand my point.

It's been a month since I started working as a PA at Wilsons Electronics Corporation under the management of Mr. Gabriel Wilsons, our CEO. And let me tell you, the pressure of working in the biggest company in the City of Chicago is sometimes slipped out of control.

Running there and everywhere, faxing papers, e-mailing documents, checking and updating my boss's schedules and making his coffee three times a day, we're just a small part of my everyday routine.

Of course my duties and responsibilities as the owner of my own business 'everyday' is not yet included.

"Besides, it's part of my job, feeling tired and exhausted. Come on." I waved my hand on the air and continued checking some papers for my signature. We are currently at the back office of my first restaurant which is 20 minutes drive from the building of WEC.

It's Sunday today and it's my day-off, so I can use my whole day checking my three outlets.

"Yeah, but you're not getting any younger. You're already 26 years old, single, no boyfriend since birth and a freaking virgin in all department, Forgodsake!"

Thank God, this is a soundproof office so I don't have to cover her mouth even if she screams out of her lungs.

Since she found out that I got the job at Wilsons, she started to keep on rambling and rambling on me.

"Hey! Stop mentioning my age and my status." I just chuckled at her bringing the glass of orange juice to my mouth.

"Okay fine. So, tell me, how's your boss's attitude towards his employees? Is he someone like you, considerate and warm?"

I almost choke on my juice hearing her words. My boss... considerate? I don't think so, I'm not sure. Warm? Haha.. the total opposite.

He's like a walking ice man every day. No, the right word--- zombie, cold and lifeless. There's something wrong in his personality that I couldn't figure out. He's a man of few words...Nah! I mean one word.

"Honestly, he's the total opposite of the boss you're imagining."

"What do you mean, the total opposite?"

"Well, He's cold, a bit of rude and an arrogant sometimes. He doesn't know the word thank you and he likes to shout every time--- anytime especially when he found something wrong or errors on your reports, tsk. tsk. He will not give you any choice, it's either you get your ears ready or get ready yourself for your work to say bye-bye."

"Ohh, that harsh?" she said in disbelief.

"Yup." I said popping the 'p' in the end. "But, thank you to my skills and abilities, I have never been shouted by him since day one." I stated proudly with my chest out and an arched eyebrow.

"Pss!" she rolled her eyes. "Wow! A loner and aggressive boss and a narcissistic PA works in one. Yeah, I am really doubting on how you two can manage to interact with each other."

"Me? Narcissistic?" I acted horrified and pointing myself. "Of course not! I'm just stating some facts about myself."

"Exactly, what you're doing."

I didn't counter her back. I just laugh and take a sip again of my juice

"Hmm.. by the way, how can you describe him physically?" she has this malicious look in her eyes.

I sighed rolling my eyes. How can I describe him?

"How would I describe him? Hmm.. well let's just say he's a living Hercules of the country. Happy?

"Oh shit! Describe exactly that living Hercules from head to toe!"? all her round eyes were on me.

"What? Seriously?"

"Yes! Because if that's true, you have a fucking hot of a boss! Yum!" she squealed while clapping her hands. I shake my head and rolled my eyes again.

"Okay.. he's hot. Handsome if you will look on his face, having brown eyes, perfectly sculptured nose, chiselled jawline... what else... hmm.. broad shoulders, toned and muscled chest, I guess?"

"You guess?"

"Yes."

"You just guess? Are you kidding me?" she furrowed her eyebrows.

"Well, I haven't seen him shirtless or in any attire rather than his business suit. What do you expect?"

"My God, Madielyn! You just made my imagination's wild. Hmmp! How about the size of his foot or at least his shoes? For sure, you can see those every day!"

"Why do you need to know the size of his foot and shoes? Why? Are you planning to buy him a new one?" I tried to throw a joke but I'm just the one who laughed at my own joke. She glared at me.

"You wouldn't understand because you're a virgin!"

"What the-----"

"Just tell me the size of his foot!"

"I don't exactly know the size of his freaking foot, just his shoes!"

"So, what is it?" her eyes were round as saucers.

What's happening with her?

"Uhm.. 10.. 11? Maybe 12?" I answered bringing the half glass of juice to my mouth.

"Oh, Jesus! He has a huge and long member!"

She exclaimed loudly that causes my eyes widened and I split the juice all over her blouse as I cough. I even coughed so hard when I saw her awful face. I really wanted to laugh at her state if it's not for this coughing.

"Yucks! you're disgusting!" she complains while wiping her blouse with tissue.

"I'm sorry." I'm trying not to laugh. "But it's your fault. You can't control your mouth saying those----"

"What? Saying those gross, nasty, dirty, filthy words like huge and hard member, penis and coc----"

"Noelle! I swear, I'm not going to discuss again my boss's body to you! You really have a dirty mouth!"

It's now her who's laughing at me. I arranged my signed documents inside the folder and pushed it towards her.

"My God!" I said getting up and stretching my arms.

"Where are you going?" she's still laughing.

"I'll just go out for some random chechickI huffed and walked towards the door.

"Okay."

It's my weekly routine when I visit each of my outlet. Random check on its area and the employees.

I went first to the kitchen where my staffs are busy cooking and preparing orders. Since its Sunday, our customers are doubled numbers than weekdays.

"Good morning, Ms. Madi"

I was greeted first by the group of waiters taking their customer's order.

"Good morning, guys. How's your day?"

I treat them as all my friends and not just an ordinary employees. As they say, if you want to earn respect from others, treat them the way you want them to treat you back.

"Well... tiring as always. But we're happy because our beautiful boss visit us today. Right guys?" Tony winked at me, he's our head waiter.

"Yeah." they all answered in unison.

"Wow, thank you. Such a small thing--- beautiful? Nah... I already know that." I said grinning proudly while patting my shoulder in act of wiping dirt.

And they chuckled and some are shaking their heads.

"Yeah. See? That's what we're talking about. You always make us laugh."

"Why? Am I not beautiful?" I joke on a horrified face.

"Of course you are. You're beautiful inside and out, Ms. Madi. You just really like to carry your own chair not just sometimes but always."

And they laugh again and I also laugh together with them.

We're always like this. I always make a way to have at least a small conversation with them. Even if sometimes I carried my own chair, but it's worth it if that's the way they would open themselves to me, not just as their boss but as they consider a friend.

The next area I went to visit is the dining hall. And yeah, it's really a tiring day. They were all busy serving and assisting customers.

People rarely see me inside and out of my restaurants. I always keep myself in a low profile. I check the reports and happenings on my business usually through my phone and computer. I am showing my face once or twice a week or whenever there are some papers that needs my signature or my appearance personally.

There were just a few people who knows that I took another course, my mom, and my friends after I opened my first restaurant.

I took Hotel and Restaurant Management course in college. After I graduated and started my business, I enrolled in an online school for Office and Business Management and got my degree.

My first job as an 'employee' was a Department Manager but I resigned after one year. I applied again as an HR assistant in a not-so-big company in the City. And after a year also, I saw the ads on social media that WEC needs a PA to the CEO.

I tried my luck and got the job. I didn't put my first course and my business when I submitted my resume. In short, my boss and the company I am currently working at doesn't know about it.

After random checking in the restaurant, I say my goodbye to Noelle and drove to my another outlet.

I spent my whole day visiting my stores and checking some important papers.

I only headed home when it's already 6 in the afternoon. I lived in a small apartment and having a roommate which is a bank manager. She also knows my business because we're living together for 2 years and the reason why I decided to live in a small flat.

After eating dinner, we seated in the living room and watched some romance movie of Hallmark. But since tomorrow is Monday, I walked early to bed.

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Waking up early is not so new to me ever since. But, since I hate mornings, I still put a one hour time allowance before I go to work every day.

Because I'm telling you, almost all my time in the morning I am taking such as these; first 5 minutes-- sitting in the bed, stretching and doing nothing. Ten minutes-- checking my phone, e-mails and text messages from my managers, my mom and don't forget my boss. Another ten minutes-- preparing my clothes, fifteen minutes-- taking shower and talking to myself in the mirror. And the last minutes I have to spend it wearing my clothes and doing makeup.

So sometimes, eating breakfast is not included in my daily routine.

Entering our office building, I started to wear my natural smile. I am twenty minutes early so I don't have to run my feet getting late. I still have time to say 'Hi' and make a little 'chat' to some other employee who greets me.

Well, not all of them likes me. There were also several of them, especially those who are members of my boss's fan's club.

And the two members of that fan's club were Ailene and Jenny. They hate me for being their boss's PA, in short.. they envied me. They were talking nonsense and I just choose to ignore them like I always did every time I see them.

Walking out from the elevator, they turned their way left with scowl on their face.

I haven't put down my things, when Sandy the CEO's secretary came frowning in my office door.

"I've been calling you in the lobby, but you just ignored me!" she said with a knitted eyebrows.

"Ohh, I'm sorry. I didn't hear you."

"Hmmp! It's okay. I just want to give you this." she has a brown paper bag on her hand.

"What's this?" I asked accepting the bag from her.

"Hmm, it's just chocolate cupcakes. I brought you some because I know you skipped breakfast every day." she rolled her eyes.

"Ahh.. you're so sweet. Thank you." I hugged her and she patted my arm. She's just 4 months ahead of me. And like me, she also suffered from Jenny and Ailene's bullying club when she's just starting for work.

"Wait! Is the boss here?" her eyes widened.

"Relax, we're a bit early. He hadn't come yet."

"Haist!" she sighed and I chuckled.

"Thank you for this." I lifted the brown bag.

"You're welcome. Just let me and my new boyfriend come in your restaurant and eat for free." she winked at me wiggling her eyebrows and I laughed.

"So, that's it. In exchange for this cupcakes----"

"Just kidding!" she laughed together with me.

Besides my friends, I also let her know my secret. And she promised to keep it to herself until I say so.

"Nah! Seriously, just text me or let me know whenever you want to go there and it's on me. And if you want to ask your boyfriend for a date, just call me."

"What? I admit, your idea is really good and tempting Madi, but no way in hell I will ask him on a date and paid everything for him! Just no way!"

I laughed at her bitter reaction.

"And why is that? You know, it's a give and take for a relationship to work."

"Don't tell me, you're willing to do that when you're dating?"

"Why not? Like I say, it's always a give and take in a relationship. You need to learn that process if you want the both of you to work."

I explained not noticing our boss stopped his trance in front of my office door. We continue our conversation.

"But you're a girl Madi, and he's the guy!"

"And so... what if he's a guy?"

"So, he should be the one to pay the bills on your dates and handle all your needs! He should be the one taking all the efforts on your relationship!"

I can't help myself laughing.

"Sandy, why are we talking about money here? We're talking about relationship. And as I told you, if you want your relationship to work, you should learn the give and take process. Whether you're a guy or a girl, you need both to give an effort to your relationship. Being a girl doesn't mean, you can't ask your guy for a date."

"Ohh.. that means your generosity has no limits!" I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to set you on a blind date!" she smiled evilly.

"A blind date?" my face turned sour with her idea.

"Yes, a blind date!" she repeat proudly.

I am about to complain when the hidden figure? at the door spoke and walked towards us.

"No one will set a blind date to anyone, especially when you're at work." his cold voice rang to our both ears that causes our eyes turned wide like saucers.

"G-Good morning, Sir." Sandy greeted him first stuttering.

"Good morning. Mr. Wilsons." I greeted him in a high chin. It's still 10 minutes before our official time in, so we don't have to worry about being caught chatting by our boss.

"Ms. Aguilar, had you finished those papers that I gave you yesterday?" he asked her but his eyes focused on me. I didn't look down, I just gulped the lump in my throat. His cold stare brings sparks down my spine. It's weird, but I tried to look away and glance at Sandy who's looking down on her feet.

"Yes, Sir. I'll bring it to your office immediately."

She said but he just ignored her.

"Ms. Davis, bring me my coffee and my schedules for today." he said not leaving his eyes on me.

"Yes Sir, right away." I managed to smile and turned around to break his freaking stare. Sandy excused herself and walked to her office which is just in front of mine.

"Whew!"

I sighed when he walked out 'finally' from my office.

I went to the pantry to make him his first coffee of the day.

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Knocking on his office door, I heard his cold voice inside saying 'come in'.

I take a deep breath before entering the door. The cold atmosphere in the room mixed with his cold voice sending goosebumps all over my body. Right there on his table is the cold and heartless CEO, Gabriel Wilsons. He has the five o'clock shadow and a pink pair of lips that I almost dream to kiss.

I shake my head with my naughty thoughts.

"Mr. Wilsons. You're coffee, Sir." I put it on his desk. He didn't say anything. He didn't even look at me.

-'Rude!'-

My everyday line in my head every time he didn't comment anything. No 'thank you' or whatsoever after giving his orders. I told you, he doesn't know the word thank you. It doesn't exist in his vocabulary.

"Do you need anything else, Sir?"

"My schedules."

-'Oh.. I forgot.'-

I mentally rolled my eyes and recited his schedules for the day.

"Anything else, Sir?" I keep my smile on my face.

"Nothing so far. You can go back to work." he said not looking at me but on the papers on his hands.

I didn't waste any seconds, I walked to the door.. only to stopped by his cold voice.

"Ms. Davis."? I immediately turned around. "Call Ms. Aguilar, when you walk out." he then turned his eyes back to the bunch of papers.

That's it. The second word that doesn't list on his vocabulary, besides thank you, 'Please'.

-'You're welcome'-

Came the voice from my mind.

"Okay, Sir."

I sighed loudly while making my way to Sandy's desk.

"Sandy." She looked up when she heard my voice. "Mr. Wilsons wants to see you."

"Oh... okay."

I chuckled as she startled. I don't know why she still hasn't used to our boss's cold and strict demeanor.

"Relax. He won't eat you." I tried to joke but she just huffed loudly.

"Yeah, I know. And I don't get it, how you managed yourself to stay cool and relaxed in front of him!"

I need to cover my mouth to stifle my laugh.

"Maybe because I am also a boss?" I whispered laughing while looking around.

"Oh... yeah, I forgot. How silly of me. Hmp!" she takes the red folder on top of her table and walked to the door. I followed her out.

"Good luck." I chuckled teasing her.

"I hate you!" and I laugh more before walking back to my office.

'Ohh... Thank God, the coffee in my hand didn't freeze by the coldness of his voice.'

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Madi's POV:

Answering some phone calls and checking his new schedules, almost occupied half of my day.

I didn't notice how the time passed and it's already our lunchtime.

Sandy appeared in my office door wearing her hungry smile.

"What's up? Work over food?"

I smiled. "Fine. I didn't notice the time."

"Hmp! That's your dialogue every day, " she said rolling her eyes.

"Really? I didn't know that." I said smiling widely while cleaning my table.

I just get my phone and my purse before we walked to the elevator down to the cafeteria of the building.

"You know what, I have a wonderful story."

I glanced at her while entering the busiest side of the building at this hour.

"And what is it?"

"About our boss." she covered her mouth on the other side so no one can hear her voice except us. And it gets me intrigued. I arched my eyebrow.

"That's gossiping!" I told her even though it really intrigued me to the bones.

"His cold behavior has a story." she continued whispering.

"What story?"

"I heard, he was betrayed by his ex. The one that he loved but also the one who got away. She left him."

I don't know but hearing him already loved someone gives my heart a slight pinch. But I just ignored it and open my ears to the additional information from her.

"How did you get that?" I asked her all ears.

"I just heard it when I went to finance department earlier. And you know what, after of that incident, that's when he accepted the position from his father to become the CEO of WEC."

I turned to her, trying to gather more of her story.

"Plus... they said, after his ex betrayed him with another man, he became cold and heartless."

"Hey! You heard it from someone who's talking behind his back?" I eyed her.

"Yes, but I didn't mean to. They were already talking when I walked past them. And don't tell me you're not interested, because everyone in this building loves to gossip about his life."

"I'm not interested." I lied. "I'm just intrigued."

She chuckled behind me as I walked inside to where the line's starts.

"Girl, that's the same. It's a synonym of interested."

So, he was betrayed? I am wondering if his behavior that he's showing us today is different from his personality before he's been cheated by his ex. Wait? What kind of ex? Ex-girlfriend or ex-wife?

"Ex-fiancee." I was shocked and my head immediately snapped at Sandy's direction.

"You heard it?" I asked my eyes widened. I'm just asking it to myself.

She chuckled again. "Of course, silly! Your thinking ao loud!"

"Ohh.." that's all I've said and I bite my bottom lip due to the slight embarrassment. I hope no one heard me talking to myself except her.

"So... that's what you're calling 'not interested', huh?"

She's smirking but I rolled my eyes.

"Hi, Madi."

Saved by the bell when Troy from HR department greeted me over two persons in the line ahead of me.

"Hi, Troy." I smiled at him.

"Hmmp! The flirting began."

Sandy muttered to herself but I just laugh. She keeps on insisting that Troy has a big crush on me but I just also keep on ignoring her.

The thing is, even though he has a crush on me, I can't see anything wrong with that. And that's not a valid reason for me to avoid him. For me, as long as I am not giving him any motive to bring his 'crush' on me at any level, I don't need to stay away from him. Besides, I also considered him as my friend.

He joined us on our table as he always did every day. Of course, sitting beside me.

"I really love their chicken sandwich."

Troy said while unwrapping his second sandwich on his hands.

"I can see that."

Sandy said while grinning.

I twirled my spaghetti on my fork and shoved it to my mouth.

"Troy, where are you from?"

Sandy asked him suddenly.

"Me? I came from Florida." he answered and Sandy and I shared a look.

"You also came from Florida?" I asked facing him.

"Yeah, that's where I lived before I tried my luck here in Chicago. Why? Don't tell me you were also from Florida?"

"Well... yeah." I shrugged. "That's my birthplace."

"Wow, great." we both looked at Sandy. She just shrugged and take a sip of her juice. I know that kind of look.

"Yeah, destiny." my eyes widened by Troy's word, but widened more when Sandy spit out half of the juice from her mouth and cough.

"Sandy!" I glared at her. Thank God, I already finished my food.

"I'm sorry." she said still coughing.

"You did it on purpose!" I accused her.

"What? Of course not! Can't you see I'm coughing my life out? Blame him!" She pointed Troy beside me.

"Wait? Why me?" Troy asked confused.

"Because you mentioned the word destiny!" she snapped at him.

"And so? Maybe it's a real destiny that Madi and I came from the same land." he countered back with a loud voice.

"Yeah! So, it's really your fault!" she snapped again with a louder voice than Troy.

"Wait! I can't see my fault on that! What if I said that Madi and I were brought here by destiny?"

-'Oh God!'-

I just bite my bottom lower lip while massaging my temple. I looked around to see almost all the eyes of the people sitting inside the Cafeteria were now on us. And the pair of brown eyes that owned by Mr. Wilsons also staring at us -- coldly... well, staring at me.

"Hey! You two, stop bickering over your food. You're creating a scene and gathering attention!"

They looked around and smiled to those who were raising their eyebrows on them. But they didn't notice the cold stare of our boss from the corner--not--so--far from our table.

Sandy continued her food while Troy scratching his neck. After finishing our lunch, we headed back to our desks, while Troy returned to his department.

I didn't found Mr. Wilsons on where he's seated earlier.

I checked the time from my wristwatch and found it 5 minutes before 1 pm. I need to go to the pantry to make another coffee for my boss. I also bring my notepad to remind him of his scheduled meeting at 1:30 pm.

After 5 minutes, I am knocking again on his office door.

"Come in."

Ohh... Thank God, the coffee in my hand didn't freeze by the coldness of his voice.

-'Why does he have to be so cold?'-

I pushed the door and found him on his phone. He's talking to someone on the other line, so I didn't greet him. I put the mug on his desk and wait for him to finish his call.

"I didn't ask your opinion regarding this matter!"

I gulped as he yelled that someone on the other line.

"I am paying you to investigate her, to monitor her and not to interrogate me! Understood?"

Maybe he didn't wait that someone to answer as he ended the call immediately after he yelled.

-'Wow!'- I mentally arched my eyebrow. -'Not so arrogant!'-

"Your coffee, Mr. Wilsons." I said with a slight smile, pretending I didn't hear anything. Liar!

"What's my next schedule?"

He seated on his chair. I remained standing as I opened my notepad.

"You have a meeting with the Cordova's Marketing at 1:30 pm. Their COO will be the one to meet you together with his secretary. As per his secretary, they will present their project presentation regarding the new product they want our company to buy."

I stated fluently. As I finished, I looked at him to see him staring blankly at the bookshelves on his left side.

I waited for him to speak but minutes has passed, he didn't move any a bit. Then there's a new notification on his phone and he unconsciously swiped it by his arm. And since it's on the table, I abled so see the picture that popped up on it. I gulped as I saw the picture of a woman with a man's arm over her shoulders.

I averted my eyes away from it and focused on my notepad. I remembered Sandy's story earlier. I looked at him through my lashes and I didn't miss how he clenched his jaws and his knuckles turned white by the handgrip that he's giving to his phone.

-'Poor phone. I'm sorry for you and for your sufferings.'-

"Mr. Wilsons."

I tried to call his attention. His head snapped towards me and I flinched slightly by the look on his eyes. But when he noticed that it's me who's standing in front of him, his eyes softened a bit and he let out a sigh.

"What's my next schedule?"

-'Huh?'-

My mouth fell open by his question. So, I became really invisible for him earlier? I just mentally rolled my eyes and repeat what I said earlier regarding his next meeting. As if I had a choice.

"Okay. Be ready at that time."

"Yes, Sir. Anything else?"

"Nothing more."

I nodded and walked out of his office.

Walking back at my desk, my mind was left on the picture of the woman I saw from his phone. I can't help but to think again what has Sandy told me about Mr. Wilsons' past.

As long as I don't want snooping other people's lives, I can't help myself being intrigued by his past. Maybe the gossip was true, because of his cold behavior. Was that woman really the reason of him being distant?

Does he still know how to smile? Ever since I started working at this company, I have never seen him laugh or even smile. Whenever his employees greeted him, he never even greet them back. His face always masked of seriousness and coldness.

My thoughts were interrupted by a text message from George, one of my manager from my second restaurant. She's also my friend from college.

George: 'Madi, can you drop by here before you go home? We just need your signature for the renewal of permit of the restaurant. Thanks.'

Me: 'Okay... thanks, George.'

I replied back. I checked my watch and it's 5 minutes before 1:30. I gathered my things and walked out the door.

I saw Sandy walking towards me, she came from the elevator. For sure she just checked the conference room where the meeting will be held.

"The meeting room is ready." she said smiling.

"Thank you, Sandy."

"Yeah, good luck."

Before I could answer, the door from the CEO's office opened and there he walked out the Greek God himself, I mean... Mr. Gabriel Wilsons, wearing his signature cold demeanor.

"Let's go." he said walking past at me.

Sandy winked at me when I glanced back at her.

I always thanking God for giving me the ability to walk fast. I was a track in field athlete when I was in elementary and high school. So, I can follow the long strides of this giant.

He entered the elevator with me trailing behind him. I pressed the close button and our designated floor.

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It's been almost one hour since the presentation began. I am always attentive in listening on this matter because sometimes, my opinion was being asked by my boss himself during the meeting.

It continued until 2:45 pm. That means the discussion lasted 1 hour and 15 minutes to be exact.

All throughout the meeting, there was a pair of eyes that keep on staring at me. It was from Mr. Emerson Solivan, the secretary of the Cordova's COO. But I am busy listening to the discussion in front of me, so I just ignored him and I acted oblivious of his stare.

When they all stand up, I collected my things with some of the mess from the table.

They were congratulating each other and exchanging their handshakes.

I was about to walk to the next chair to collect another folder that was used from the meeting when someone bumped me on my shoulder. Not just the folder from my hand fell on the floor but also me. I didn't expect the sudden force, and since I am wearing heels, I hadn't balanced well my body so I end up falling on the floor with my butt first.

"Ouch!"

I groaned in pain and I don't know if I said it loudly. Thank God, some of the people walked out of the room already.

"Oh! I'm sorry, Ms. Davis. I didn't notice you."

Mr. Solivan explain as if I am going to buy his foul excuse. I know he intentionally bumped me for me to talk to him, as I didn't spare him a glance since I found him staring at me.

"It's okay Mr. Solivan."

I managed to say with a smile. I am wearing a skirt and I noticed him gulped when he saw my legs. I tried to stand on my own, and he bends himself to help me but he was stopped by a cold and serious voice from behind me.

"Don't touch her, Mr. Solivan! Or I swear I'm going to break your arms!"

Mr. Solivan gulped nervously as Mr. Wilsons came in front of me glaring at him. My eyes snapped at him as his two hands now in front of me, offering help for me to stand.

When I am sure of his intention, I didn't hesitate to grab them. He helped me to get up, and when I am on my own feet, he faced the paled man who is now also sweating from nervousness.

"I saw you, how you eye raped my assistant while we're all discussing your proposal! And you intentionally bumped her, for her to fall and for you to act as if helping her to stand!"

"N-No... S-Sir. It's just ----"

"One more word Mr. Solivan, and I'll swear this would be your last job in your life! And if you continued standing in front of me!"

"O-Ohh... I'm sorry Sir, Ms. Davis."

And he ran out of the door.

"Thank you, Sir."

I gulped as I bend down to pick the folder from the floor. But to my not--so--lucky day, my forehead bumped into another forehead. Mr. Wilsons forehead to be exact.

"Fuck!"

"Ouch!"

We exclaimed in unison as we both rubbed our forehead.

"What a shity day!"

I slowly muttered to myself before picking up again the folder.

"I'm sorry, Sir."

I managed to say before collecting all the folders from the table.

He didn't say anything, he just walked past me towards the door.

'-What would I expect?'-

After gathering all my things, I followed him and exited the room.

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Madi's POV:

It's been one week since the conference room incident. I mentioned it to Sandy and she never does anything but to laugh her life out everything she remembers it.

"I wish I was there to capture the moment."

That's what she always saying. I also laughed with her, but Thanks God the issue has died suddenly.

And here we are again at the Cafeteria, having our lunch with Troy .. again beside me.

"Ahm.. Madi?" Troy caught my attention while munching my gingerbread.

"Hmm?"

"I have a question."

"What is it?" I looked at him. He's wearing a sheepish smile on his face.

"D-Do you have a boyfriend?"

Sandy and I stopped our trance and I subconsciously swallowed fast my food.

"No...why?"

"Uhm, c-can I i-invite for a d-dinner sometime?" he asked stuttering and scratching the back of his neck. He's really cute when blushing.

"Are you asking her for a date?" my eyes snapped at Sandy's direction when she thankfully voiced out my question.

Troy scratched again the back of his neck.

"Uhm.. I guess?"

"You guess? You mean you don't know if it's a date or not?"

"Uhm----"

"Sandy, let him talk." I cut what Troy was saying and glared at Sandy. She just rolled her eyes.

"If that so... I mean, if that's what you call it, then yes. I am inviting her for a date." Troy said looking at me. "I just thought since I'm still single and you don't have a boyfriend, uhm... why don't I invite you for a date. Don't worry, not tonight. But some other night, if you agree."

I was about to say something but Sandy opened her smart mouth again.

"Wow! I am starting to like your braveness, Troy. You had really asked a girl on a date in front of her friend. Just wow!" she said nodding while grinning.

"Ohh, thanks." Troy said proudly. "So, can I have the honor to date you, Ms. Madielyn Davis?"

He acted like a prince asking his princess to dance with him.

"Okay, just tell me in advance where you are going to take me so I can prepare."

"Yes!" instead of Troy, Sandy exclaimed loudly.

"Your voice!" me and Troy warned her in unison. We didn't notice the same pair of eyes watching our conversation intently until we finished our lunch.

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Same as my everyday routine after lunch and every 4 pm, I brought Mr. Wilsons his coffee. And it's now his 3rd coffee of the day. I am wondering how can he drink too much coffee in a day and take note--- every day. Wouldn't he become high in caffeine?

Yeah.. not in drugs but from coffee. Wouldn't he become acidic or have an ulcer?

My thoughts stopped when I am standing right in front of his door. I knocked 3 times before he answered 'come in'.

I found him standing at the large window behind his desk with hands both on his pants pockets. He's staring at the busy streets down the building.

"Mr. Wilsons, you're coffee, Sir." I put it on top of his table.

He watched my every move before he walked towards his desk and get the cup of coffee. I averted my eyes away when he brought it to his lips to take a sip.

When he put it down again, I asked him the same question after giving him his coffee.

"Anything else, Sir?" although I know he would just answer me with his the same answer.. 'Nothing more.'

"Do you have a boyfriend, Ms. Davis?" my eyes widened in a bit surprised as I gulped. For all the questions that he would possibly ask me about in this world... really this question?

"I'm sorry, Sir?" I asked him again, maybe I was just played by my own ears.

"I said, do you have a boyfriend?"

-'So he really asked me that question!'-

Actually, I don't have an idea why suddenly he's asking me a very personal question which is not related to my work. But since I don't see any problem with that, I still answered him in a polite manner.

"No, Sir. I don't have a boyfriend." I answered although my voice laced confusion.

"Are you dating with someone, right now?"

"I'm sorry again, Sir?" ..where is this question going to?'-

He sighed loudly. I can see he's tensed and annoyed. Well, it's not my fault. I was just shocked, you know.

"Do I really have to repeat myself, every time I am asking you, Ms. Davis?" now he's annoyed.

"I'm sorry Sir, but I was just shocked by your questions. And I was taken aback because I'm not expecting you to ask me such those questions." I reasoned on him in all honesty.

"Is it difficult to answer that? It's just a yes or a no!" he snapped ignoring what I said. "Are you dating someone right now, Ms. Davis?" he looked at me intently.

"No, Sir. But I am about to -------"

"Good." he cut me off but I didn't control myself to raised an eyebrow.

'-Good?'-

"What?" I voiced out confused.

"Because I have a deal to offer you, Ms. Davis. My driver will pick you up by 7 tonight. Be ready by then."

"Sir?"

"You're dismissed, Ms. Davis." he said completely ignoring me by dialling on his phone

But of course me being also a boss myself, I insist on asking him.

"Excuse me Sir, but may I ask the deal that you are talking about?"

His eyes immediately snapped at me. "Ms. Davis, it's not work-related, so I won't discuss it with you right here in the office." his cold look gives shivers down my spine.

"Exactly Mr. Wilsons! If it's not work-related, then why do you have to offer me your deal? And why did you have to ask me about having a boyfriend or if I am dating? Does your offer something connected with it?"

"Ms. Davis, don't push me on telling you right now. because it won't happen! You're dismissed!"

-'That's it?'-

He completely ignored me by turning around his swivel chair after getting his phone. And now the back of his chair is the one facing me...

-'Wow! What a rude attitude! What if I tell you, I won't go and listen to what you will say?'-

I didn't bother to ask him again and to say goodbye. I just walked out of the door and headed towards my desk.

"He doesn't really know how to talk in a nice manner! Oh God! I'm going to have wrinkles because of you, Gabriel Wilsons!" I groaned as soon as my butt touches the soft pad of my chair.

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At 5:00 o'clock, I peeked again at his office. Although I know I will just get the same response, as an act of professionalism, I knocked on his door. And after his saying 'come in', I just stand on the door frame saying my goodbye to him.

"Okay, be ready at 7:00 pm." he said not even giving me a glance.

I just nodded and didn't bother if he see me or not.

At 6:30 pm, I finished taking a bath and drying my hair with the blower.

"What do I suppose to wear? He didn't even mention where he's going to take me or talk to me. My God!" I pulled my hair and sighed in irritation.

I pick my mascara and applied it to my lashes. And since it's not a date, I just add an eyeliner and nude lipstick.

"That's it! This would do. No need to put more make up. He's my boss and this is not a date." I told myself in front of the mirror.

For my dress, I just wear my simplest sleeveless-navy blue floral dress that ended just on my mid-thighs. I add some curls on my hair to make it more bouncy, and that's okay. Two inches black sandals for my feet. I don't want him to think that I really put an effort to this 'Set up", although I did a little...

Just a little.

At exactly 7:00 pm, I heard a knock on the front door. I headed down the stairs to open it, but I found Jaime (my apartment mate) talking to someone at the door.

"Here she is." she said looking at me, smiling. I walked towards them.

"Good evening, Ms. Davis. I'm Jhon and I am Mr. Wilsons driver. I am here to pick you up."

"Oh, okay." I smiled at him and turned to Jaime but she has an arched eyebrow.

I winked at her and exited the door following John to the car. He opened the passenger's seat door for me.

"Thank you, Jhon." I said before he closed the door.

"Your welcome, Ms. Davis." he closed it before I could speak again.

When he's already seated at the driver's seat, I called him again.

"Jhon?"

"Yes, ma'am?" he looked at me waiting for my next statement.

"Just call me Madi, please. Calling me Ms. Davis can makes me feel old. I'm only 26." I smiled to ease his tension.

"Okay Madi, if that's what you want."

"Thanks." I smiled at him and he started the engine.

I didn't bother to ask him where we are going. I just wait till we came to our destination.

After 20 to 25 minutes of sightseeing the streets that we passed by, the road seemed very familiar to me. And I closed my eyes tightly when we stop and he parked at the parking lot in front of the very - very familiar fine dining restaurant.

"Ms. Davis--- I mean Madi, we are here. Mr. Wilsons is waiting for you inside." John informed me.

"Where are we exactly?" I asked not opening my eyes.

"At the restaurant where Mr. Wilsons told me to take you."

I take a deep breath. "What is the name of the restaurant?" I asked him again still in closed eyes, silently praying not the same restaurant I've been thinking.

"Maiden restaurant."

"Oh, shit!" I muttered under my breath.

Maiden in short for Madielyn and it's my Dad's nickname to me when I was young. It's the first restaurant I built out of the three.

"Is there any problem, Madi?" he asked sounded concern.

I opened my eyes, take a deep breath and smiled at him.

"No, Jhon. I'm okay. Thank you for picking me up."

"My pleasure." he would just going to take his seatbelt but I stopped him.

"It's okay, Jhon. Let me." I smiled again before opening the door and stepped out.

His eyes held the silent protest but I just waved at him before walking to the entrance of the restaurant. But of course, not before calling Noelle. I am shaking my head for the scenario I am imagining in my head after this.

I told her to talk all the staff not to greet me when they see me inside, which I know a bit impossible. I don't know how she will manage to do that but I texted her again that I will explain it all once I have time.

"Good evening ma'am----- Ms. Madi?" the security guard at the entrance greeted me with widened eyes.

I put my forefinger to my lips to show him to be quite. I think he got it and he smiled before he nods.

When my feet stopped at the entrance, "Good evening------Ms.Madi?" Susan, one of our waitress held the same expression with the guard. "You're so beautiful Ms. Madi, " she said in excitement. She has the reservation book on her hands.

"Good evening, Susan. Ahm.. is there a name of Gabriel Wilsons on your lists tonight?" I asked smiling and her eyes light up more.

"Let me check it, ma'am." she scanned the lists. "Oh, yes ma'am. You want me to show you where the table is?"

And my eyes widened. "Oh no, it's okay. Just tell me where the side he's in."

"Okay, ma'am. He's in the left-wing. Third table before the corner."

"Okay, thank you."

"Are you sure ma'am, you don't want me to show you the table?"

"No, it's okay. No need to do that. Thank you, Susan." I said smiling.

"You're welcome, Ms. Madi." she smiled back at me.

"Uhm... by the way, Susan. Please after this, go to Ms. Noelle. She has some instructions to all of you. Go now, just left the reservation book to the guard for a while."

"Yes ma'am." she nodded without asking back.

After that, I walked to where Mr. Wilsons table at. And I found him on his phone frowning and talking to someone on the other line.

I am wondering if that's the same person he's talking with on his phone a few days ago. An investigator as I remember.

-'Ohh, tsk..tsk..tsk.. poor someone whoever you are, I pity you for getting hired by him. Until now, he can't get over with his ex-girlfriend that he needs to hire an investigator to monitor her?'-

And then, there's again the sudden 'pangs' in my heart.

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