CHAPTER 9

'I don't care anymore! I showed you the proposal and you said you were thinking about it. I promised my brother results and now you're not going to give it. It would benefit us in the future if not right now." 'The answer is NO! Keep pushing this and you'll be out of a job." 'You're unbelievable, you're such an asshole! What kind of boss are you anyways?!" 'The one that just fired your ass! Now.Get.Out.Of.My.Tower." She stood there, open mouthed like she was unable to breathe. After processing she had been fired, she turned around slowly and left the room, slamming the door on her way out. Miss. Blackman looked at me with even more fear. 'Did you just fire her?" she asked with great disbelief. I nodded yes. Yeah I did, and if you slack off one more time, you'll be next. Jasmine's POV Oh my goodness, he actually fired her. He actually fired Miss. Rhino, his COO and second in command. I counted my lucky stars that I hadn't been previously fired as well. After the meeting and the firing of Miss. Rhino, I went back to my desk and found a tall, blonde haired woman standing there. She had bright blue eyes, cream skin and wore an expensive suit. She had to be one of Mr. Hollen's girlfriends because she was not wearing a company's name tag or a badge. She was also too overly dressed to be an employee. 'Hello, can I help you?" I asked her. 'Yes. Is Evan in?" she asked. I knew ‘Evan' was Mr. Hollen's first name. His father and mother called all the time asking to speak to ‘Evan'. Their son. 'Yes he is, but he's not in his office. He should be here any minute now." 'That's fine. I'll wait in his office." 'No you shouldn't," I said. 'Excuse me?" she asked, turning around at me and giving me an awful look like ′Who the hell are you to tell me I shouldn't.′ 'Sorry, but Mr. Hollen doesn't like anyone in his office without his permission or knowledge," I said in a low tone, being careful not to upset her more than she already was. She made her way back to my desk and hovered over me. Her eyes latched onto me with anger and nuisance. I felt like her vulnerable prey. 'Listen to me, I'm his woman so I have all the permission in the world to wait in his office. I don't need his pathetic assistants to tell me what to do when I'm here. My parents own half in this company so you better watch yourself. I could have more than just your job for this if I wanted to!" 'I'm sorry," I said and turned my face back to my notepads to double check the notes' proofreading and correction and shielding myself from her wrath altogether. After a minute or so, Mr. Hollen walked pass my desk and entered his office. I listened attentively to hear if there would any shouting but there was nothing. 'She must really be his girlfriend. The real one.′ At lunch, I went to a nearby diner. I sat around a table by myself, stuffing my face with a hamburger and a soda. I felt like something in me was dying and the feeling always came at me when one of Mr. Hollen's girlfriends came to his office. I knew I liked him, I knew I felt something for him but I couldn't show it and let it be known to him under any circumstances. He did not felt the same way about me and he never would. He never dated his employees and not in a billionaire years would he ever think about dating me, his black assistant. I only dreamt about my boss. ‘What it would feel like to get lost in his luminous grey eyes?' ‘What it would feel like to kiss his lips and be wrapped up in his arms?' ‘How would I feel being woken up every morning in bed with him?' ‘Having his children and getting married?' I heaved a long sigh at all the things that were automatically out of my reach and out of my league. I finished my lunch and headed back to work. When I got to my desk, there was a folder that needed Mr. Hollen's signature on them. I took it off my desk and knocked on his door with the folder in my hands. 'Come In!" a female voice called out from through laughter. What the hell? I opened the door and found the rude woman sitting on Mr. Hollen's lap while he had his face buried in her fake chest. Yeah I was jealous! And hurt. 'What is it?" he asked, raising his head and looking at me. I found myself giving him a cold glare as I threw the folder onto his desk. 'These need your signature," I said to him. I turned my back on the upsetting sight in front of me and went back to my desk. I heard her giggling on my way out. I sat down at my desk and began responding to emails from other investors on his behalf. He seemed to be too occupied to get that done now. My line rang. He wanted me back in his office. 'Yes sir," I uttered, pushing in the door and standing in the room. The She-Devil was still on his lap.