The Devil In The Suit - Episode 6

 

In which she fights back.

"She's a keeper, Mr. Coker" Mr. Ajayi commented, giving Daniel a friendly pat on the back.

Daniel nodded lost in his fascination that was her. How did she know so much about the new brand? so she had a brain after all or maybe she's an alcoholic. His mind forayed Genevieve getting drunk in a bar and wearing indecent clothes . He shuddered at the thought. He was unaware that all the board members took their leave already.

"Sir, are you alright? You zoned out" Genevieve looked worried and confused, raising a brow discreetly. He shook his head, a thought coming to mind. He knew she was expecting a positive commentary regarding her contribution but he wasn't going to give in just easily. 

"You didn't tell me you were an alcoholic Genevieve" he gave a conceited, irritatingly smug. He watched her gamut of sudden negative emotions displayed on her facials. Her chagrin expression was definitely one to save forever. 

"I'm not sir" she replied in disbelief and exasperation as they strolled to his office.

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How can he say that to me? she thought. An alcoholic.  Seriously?

She was about to tell him she worked for his company as a BA few weeks ago but his voice interrupted her.

"It's nice to actually know that you find pleasure drinking our beers"

"Sir i-"

"No need to explain yourself Genevieve, I have a lot of work to do. I'll call you if I need your assistance" he dismissed her swifty and took his seat

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. Genevieve rolled her dark brown eyes as she came out of the office, spotting Sofia.

"You! didn't you learn your lesson the other day? What are you still doing here?" Sofia sneered, eyeing Genevieve.

"I'm working if you could excuse me" Genevieve lips rose into a lop-sided smile, making sure to cross her legs over the other as she sat on her chair. She was aware that Sofia's eyes were almost as wide as China, following Genevieve's every movement. Sofia was dumbfounded but she soon recovered and huffed going into the CEO's office.

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"Sir, the documents you asked to produce. I made sure to add the company's logo on each paper" 

Daniel heard Sofia say. He motioned to his desk and she dropped it, bending over and knowingly exposing her cleavage to his view but he didn't even spare to give her a glance.

"Sir" Sofia voiced out, trying to get his eyes fixed on her boobs. But his eyes remained rooted to his screen as he replied with a "yes?"

"You look tired sir, can I bring a cup of coffee to help lessen your stress?" she offered, eyeing him coquettishly.

He shook his head "Genevieve will get it"
 She groaned internally, straightening up.

"Can I help you with anything else sir?" she smiled, batting her false eyelashes. Daniel looked up from his laptop. Oblivious to her intentions. He shook his head muttering a 'thank you'

"But sir-"

"I said I don't need your help Sofia, I have a PA who does that, now go back to work and get Genevieve!" He roared, visibly maddened at her persistence. She squirmed and scurried out of his office like a weeping magpie. 

Daniel put his head on his table, frustrated. His father just had to pass the company's ownership to him even before he retired. He should be out with his friends screwing hot models but here he was.

 Without his PA telling him, he knew he had meetings to attend to since they were now refurbishing the 'Spirax' beer's content. He suddenly felt a hand lightly touch him like soft feather fanning his fingers. He brought his head up and stared at Genevieve, she was suddenly invading his thoughts. He looked at the anxiety in her eyes that made him wonder how it would look like if she was happy. Her fulls lips and tender face like an angel, taking away his sorrows and drowning them with fulfilled wishes and betterments. His mind suddenly displayed their
Writhing bodies atop silk sheets. He shook his head, returning from erotic land. He peered at her lips, it moved but it didn't make out words until he finally heard her clearly.

"Sir, is everything alright?" 

He shook his head, angry at himself for sinking so low, thinking of his PA in a shameless way. He needed distraction- something to erode those thoughts. He cleared his throat, getting up.

"When I said I didn't want you dressing like a kid, I didn't mean you should dress like a stripper instead, trying to seduce me. Are you?" he accused, facing her with a bland expression drawn across his face. Genevieve was shocked to the maximum her brain discarding all forms of serenity.

"What?!"  But he didn't complain about the clothes earlier so why now?. Firstly, he called her clothes inappropriate and now he called her a stripper out of all names. To hell with the job. She was going to put him in his place and if he wanted to fire her he could go ahead or maybe not she'd prefer.

"You heard me"

"With all due respect sir, I've never tried to impress anyone in my entire life, so why should I start now? You barely know me sir and you- you accuse me of this!!" 

"How dare you raise your voice at me-" he started but she wasn't going to give him a chance to speak. The tables turned.

"How dare you accuse me of seducing you. Why would i wanna- Look, look at this. It's almost getting to my ankles" she tugged at the hem of her grey skirt. "My shirt isn't even see through compared to Sofia's"
 she paused, advancing and stopped in front of him. He towered over her and she thought she was tall. She was a 5'9 but she seemed like a 5'4 in front of his 6'3 nonsense. She stared directly in his black eyes, all emotions drained from her face. The fragile dam she built around her temper, bursting at his utterance of the word 'stripper' and she continued.

"Now I know you clearly don't know the meaning of a stripper. If I wanted to be one. I would be blinking rich by now but no- I chose to work instead, never depending on anyone. I-i" she choked, her eyes glistening with tears. She wiped it out furiously. She wouldn't let him have the satisfaction of seeing her weak.

"I don't care what happens from here but I know that one day everything will be alright with me but you?" She looked at him in irritation then whirled around, walking away.

Daniel stood there dumbfounded, a wave of anger surged through him as he stared at the door. No one ever spoked to him in that manner. He knew he hit home when he called her a stripper but he didn't know she was a ticking bomb ready to explode in just a contact. Many thoughts raced through his mind leaving him in a pile of frustration. He couldn't fire her, he knew he couldn't. The board loved her and there was nothing he could do about it. No one was bold enough to raise their voice here but she did in a blink of an eye. He needed to sit and he did, he clenched his jaw. It was his fault for pushing the button he knew that but he never knew the surprises that came with doing that minuscule act. And he thought he needed to go for anger management class but she certainly did. 

Genevieve sighed, sitting on her office chair, she knew she would be fired anytime soon, she saw it coming though. Speaking to the boss in such a despicable manner. Who was she? his mother? She let out a harsh breath as the voice of the boss sounded through the intercom.

"If Mr. Morris comes just hand him the duplicated copy. No guests needed" 

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"Why would you talk to your boss like that now eh Genevieve. You shouldn't have" Mrs Miller disputed "what if he decides to fire you"

"Mum, he called me a stripper and it's not my fault I let anger blind my vision. If he decides to fire me then I guess it wasn't God's plan from the beginning" Genevieve shrugged, she wasn't going to feel guilty for opening her boss's eyes to the truth. He totally deserved it all.

"But you need to be careful my child. He has power and the authority remember?"

"I know mum, I know" Genevieve sighed exasperatedly as she got up from the couch, muttering a "goodnight mum" before going into her room and jumping on her bed. She looked at the ceiling unable to flutter her eyes shot. She needed the pay. She couldn't help but wish he wouldn't strip her off her job the next day if he did, it meant that she had to start over again, going online searching for jobs.

Her iPhone beamed beside her and she snatched it from the bed. She stared at the phone, trying so hard to stop her beating heart. It felt as if it was going to escape from her ribcage. It was a message from Daniel. Her mum hasn't seen the phone yet, she was scared, what was her Mum going to say about the expensive phone.

Her fingers shook, apprehension surged through her as she opened the message. Was this how he was going to dismiss her? Through a text?

Daniel: Tomorrow at 8 sharp, no excuses.

She sighed in relief, closing her eyes.

A/n i can't believe we lost the match :( I still thank God we made it this far. Back to the story. What do you think y'all? how would she survive working for him without repeating that scene . the next episode will be exciting. A turn of events, so stick around for it guys. (Wink). Thank you