His Vengeful Secretary

  It was surprising. It was really amazing how a visit to a hardly frequented salon could change one's appearance. Anna could not stop admiring and wondering as her eyes momentarily caught her image in the standing mirror. She totally looked like someone else. The skillful mix of black and ombre in her shoulder length hair made her look like she came out of a teenage model magazine. She loved it. “Anna.” A knock followed the familiar masculine voice that called her. “Dad.” Anna didn’t back away from the standing mirror. She actually didn’t wish to turn, she already knew what he was about to rant about.  A heavy sigh intruded the heavy air and Anna braced herself for the repetitive lecture on how it is very foolish of her to resign for her good paying job to start over at some institution. “Have you gotten your suit from Josh?” “Uh?” The woman who was already leaning towards the decision of snapping at

 “Are you even listening, Drake?” the slightly annoyed man he knew as his closest friend asked and Drake almost lost it.“I told you, I don’t wish to talk about it. It’s all in the past, you of all people should realize that.” Drake was already contemplating getting off the car but he knew how crazy his friend of many years, Alex, was about people being mannerless.“That past is back, Drake.” His newly styled hair which made him look, for a moment, like a gentleman from the Victorian age, danced a little as Alex bobbed his head slightly to buttress his point.Pinching his nose bridge already, Drake swore inwardly at the fact that he was yet to figure out how to successfully get Alex off his back concerning the issue.

After taking a swift look at the small sign which signified she was already on the ninety-fifth floor, she checked her phone’s timer and saw that she had two minutes and some seconds left. Anna knew she could stop, go back home and pretend the day never happened. She could pretend Drake Blunt didn’t ask her to do something that might lead to her slumping. But she didn’t put a pause to her struggles up the numerous steps. As she jumped and skipped and panted and also swore occasionally, her sister’s calm face before the casket was closed kept playing in her head. And that served as a reminder. A reminder to do whatever it takes to get the truth. Soon, she was running past the sign that read, ‘ninety-six’ and Anna began to have some strong feeling about completing her task on time. She was already taking a turn to the next flight of stairs when she heard, loud and clear, someone say, “Oh, this is for Darcy Hendrick.” Anna’s attention was diverted immediately and without thinking tw

It never came. A groan escaped her as her eyes flung open. Her present state required her to get some sleep. She needed it to energize herself enough for whatever crazy thing would happen in her new place of work. But the needed slumber wasn’t doing as much as peeking. So, Anna ended up giving in to her state. She got off her bed with more groaning and decided to spend a great deal under the shower which was the first thing she should have done when she got back. Her rather dragged steps came to a halt when her phone’s ringtone filled the dimly lit room. At first, her rowdy mind failed to direct her to the device, but she got the hang of it after a small smack on the back of her head which hurt. But since it worked, Anna didn’t bother with boring herself with self talks and she went to her phone. It was Josh. Josh Handler. Like her, he also thirsted for revenge. He had loved her sister and even though Darcy was unable to return the love, he didn’t stop. Sometimes Anna felt he was

As he worked the last button on his shirt into its designated hole, Drake's head snapped towards the antique-looking desk clock which he got at a flea market during a small trip. With the hour hand tending towards eight, he wondered what was taking his new secretary so long to get his guest to the company. If anything, before he went home, he needed to ensure the deal with her father was still intact. He had planned a grand movie night for himself after his meeting but with the way things were going, he knew he'd have to wait a bit longer before he got to set his eyes on his newly installed screen. As he sashayed towards his seat, Drake's mind went to his new secretary. She was an interesting one no doubt. It was as though he knew that when he first set his eyes on her. But what he didn't expect was the fire she kept approaching him with. While being as calm as possible, he could sense some kind of hatred in her voice and that made him wonder if they had met before. Running his l