The Devil In The Suit - Episode 1

 

Genevieve was venturing through the bustling streets of Lagos. She stopped in front of a colossal building with the words 'Coker enterprises' blazoned across the building, she shivered at it's magnificence. She suddenly felt intimidated but she was Genevieve. Doughty and confident Genevieve and she took shit from no one, after fortifying her self with quite a few pep talks, she finally decided to go into the building. But her feet stuck to the ground in total disagreement.
She sighed, dragging her shaky legs and traveling through the revolving doors and into the highly polished reception.
No one was there, shouldn't there be a receptionist behind that table? She wondered . She had an urge to take one of the office passes on the desk but shook her head against it, her moral scruples were kicking in.
She was here to get her money and her money she must get.

She spotted a lift and a wave of human beings dressed in appropriate office clothes, waiting for the lift. They all went in, including her. Some of them were glancing at their watches from time to time and others looked straight ahead, not bothering to shift their gazes while she tapped on her foot impatiently, slightly irritated with the chorus of piano solo filling her ears in the lift. Everyone in there had something on their minds obviously.
Finally it stopped and she hurriedly got out, not waiting a split second

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. Sombre faces watched her with identical expressions of puzzlement.
She bravely strutted to a desk and gave her best smile she could muster to the Lady behind it.
"Good morning miss, how can I help you?" The older lady with a office ID Ms.Tope asked with a similar smile but hers was genuine.

"Er. See- well....the thing is.." Genevieve started but couldn't utter a decent sentence, she suddenly felt embarrassed for coming here in the first place. Tope simply gave a humorous chuckle.

Genevieve was about to perhaps utter more pleasant words but was cut off by a haughty voice belonging to a tall, elegant woman, putting on a black office dress that Genevieve lust to get, not only that but her legs looked endless in those high heels she was in. Genevieve suddenly frowned at her own denim jeans and a last minute white flannel shirt and flat sandals. It looked like garbage complained to the lady's.

"And where is your office pass?" The woman requested firmly. Genevieve concluded that she didn't like her right there.

"Oh that" Genevieve scratched her head, suddenly hating herself for refusing to pick it up at the desk.

"Then I guess you should leave" the woman said, blatantly eyeing Genevieve.

"Just listen to me OK?" Genevieve started, looking for the right words this time.

"I worked as a Brand Ambassador for the Cokers and up till now, I haven't received my pay, everyone has but me" she explained slowly like she was talking to a five year old and the room filled with whispers and snickers.
What were they laughing about? She thought.

"Okay, now I can see that you obviously missed the wrong building. This isn't a psychiatric hospital for retards like you, so do yourself a favour and get out" the woman snarled pointing towards the lift. What was her problem?

Genevieve anger blazed up to the maximum and she couldn't stop the words from flying out of her mouth.

"You are the one who clearly needs to see a psychiatrist. I mean, its Not my fault you woke up at the wrong side of the bed, don't fix your rage on me, I know my rights pretty well" Genevieve retorted, she walked closer and stood in front of the woman, matching her height. She saw an office ID on her dress which read Ms. Sofia. Finance department.

"Rights? Pttf, now watch me throw them out the window. security! Security!!" Sofia yelled, scanning the room for any close by.
"What's going on here? and who are you?" A short, slightly bald man appeared from one of the doors displeased with the hullabaloo created.

"Who are you?" He inquired again, turning to Genevieve, scrutinizing her closely for familiarity but zero. Genevieve sighed inwardly, she had to re-explain her self again which was more than embarrassing for her today.

"I'm Genevieve sir and I just want to get my money, but she clearly doesn't understand" she said the last sentence through gritted teeth, referring to Sofia.

"Well Genevieve, I'm Mr. Augustine. You are a stranger here, you shouldn't cause a scene. Just follow me please and explain yourself properly" He motioned to a door adjacent her position and she nodded but again was stopped by a voice only that it was a nervous voice.

"He's here, he's here. The CEO has arrived. Everyone act natural" the voice instructed and disappeared in a whoosh. Genevieve was confused and seeing the nervous, scared faces of everyone in the room elevated her confusion. If that was a way to act natural then it was a total fail!

A mahogany skinned man stepped out of the lift in a three piece Armani suit and dress shoes. Genevieve couldn't make out his identity, his face was partly imprisoned in dark shades that inflated her curiosity more. He took gallant and bold strides towards them. Everyone muttering a 'good morning sir', but he didn't even bother to give an answer. And there she knew that he was the top dog. He was the CEO and she happens to meet him right at her first attempt on entering into the building. Today wasn't really going well!

He moved his head from side to side, sucking all her serenity away and drowning it into the Mississippi. Even if he was in a far distance, even if she couldn't make out his prominent features, she knew he was hot and really young of about twenty six perhaps? she expected him to be rusty and grey-haired but he was far from that. A son maybe?
He finally rested on her frame and opened his full velvet lips, slightly making out words that left her speechless.

"coffee. office. now" he ordered firmly.

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