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I was about to say something, when he finally spoke, "Yeah, I am her boyfriend." He looked at me with an expression that I couldn't quite understand.

What exactly do you want to say, mister?

What did he just said? My jaw was literally touching the floor and I wanted to kick right at his handsome face.

How could he lie about such thing in front of his own kid? What if he tells his mom and she'll come to kill me, even though she will not be able to, but still. 

Christian looked up at me furiously as if I am the real villain, "Stay away from my daddy."

Okay, now I am sure. He really is his kid because both father and son--- are seriously insane.  

"He's not my boyfriend!" I could feel my face burning with anger.   

"She's saying you're not her boyfriend." Christian looked up at his insane dad and repeated what I just said to him.

"Oh, I am her boyfriend." He said like it was the truest thing he ever said.

I gritted my teeth.

Why is he doing this? Is this some kind of joke to him?

He turned and picked up his phone from the table.

He turned and before he could let me say something or to be precise let me bark, he added, "in her dreams."  

"What?" Christian and me both cried together, well my cry was a bit too loud.

He's my boyfriend in my dreams.

How dare he said such a thing?

"Daddy, you didn't come today because you were busy with your girlfriend." Christian looked sad.

I can't believe he would do this to his own child. 

What a jerk!

"No cookie, she's my assistant."

"Assistant girlfriend?" 

"What's an assistant girlfriend?" He asked puzzled as I stood listening to this unique father and son conversation. 

"There's no such thing as Assistant girlfriend." I assured Christian going through my knowledge.

Okay, I'm confused now. Is there? Who knows, this new generation know things that we can't even think of.

"She's just my assistant." Sir enunciated emphasizing just. "She works here." He explained it to Christian. At least tried to explain.

"Just-Assistant-Girlfriend?"

Oh, boy, are you serious?

Sir shook his head while stroking it.

"Listen, kid, no need to worry. I just work here with your dad in his office." I told him politely.

Seriously, I will not entirely blame the kid. It's his dad that deserves to be blamed. He confused his own son.

Jerk!

Seemed like Sir was about to leave. This brought happiness inside of me. A warm feeling came to my heart thinking that finally I'll be free and then I will be able to go to training.

Sir was about to say something to me when the door of the office opened and someone came in without permission. 

Okay, why does every person come in this office without permission?

Including you, Ava.

When did I say I wasn't included.

We all turned to look towards the door at the person who just came in.

I saw the guy in the jeans as he came closer.

The same guy!

The same jerk from the bar, who received a nice punch from me.

"You?" I shrieked making the guy jump.

He finally noticed me and had somewhat the same expression.

"You?" He came closer to me and started babbling. "Are you sure you're not following me? Listen lady, you punched me and took your revenge. Now stop following me--- or you can't resist me and want me. Or you are here to apologize for your bad behavior."

"Ugh! Want you? Apologize to you?" I moved back. "Not even in my dreams."

"You two know each other?" Sir seemed surprised.

"What is this crazy lady doing here?" He gestured towards me.

What did he just called me? Crazy?

HOW DARE HE!

"What is this crazy man doing here?" I barked.

"Yeah, I told you to take care of Christian." Sir said to the jerk sternly. "instead you took him here."

"Christian is a big boy now. He can take care of himself, can't you?"

"Yes, I can." Christian said enthusiastically.

Sir looked at the jerk with a stoic expression.

"Wait, you left your son alone with this thing. How could you?" I asked Sir surprised and looking at him I asked, "and who are you? Some kind of professional nanny?"

"Wait what?" the jerk wanted to laugh.

"Miss William, Jordan here is my brother and you don't tell me what's good for my kid and what's not." He said looking straight into my eyes.

Wait what? Brother? Oh Lord, so many revelations. And why am I the only one with no siblings and--- a kid.

This thought made me sad all of a sudden. But I shook my head off of this thought.

Okay now everything's clear. That's why when Jordan came near us in the bar, both Brit and me thought of him to be Sir.

"Is this the girl you told you were helping get in the car that night?" Jordan asked.

What's happening here?

"Why would you tell him that?" I asked Sir confusedly.

"Well, for your information, Miss Williams, I was at the bar to pick my brother because he lost his car and he wanted me to come pick him up. Otherwise I have no interest in getting drunk like some girls and then lose my senses and bark everything that I can think of."

Oh, my God, how could he? He just described the whole last night incident. He's such a jerk.

I was too embarrassed to say something.

After all the things I unconsciously  barked, I thought he'll feel bad or sorry.

He did and he asked for an apology, my inner voice reminded me.

By giving me fancy tickets. No please.

Ungrateful bitch! my inner voice rolled her eyes.

I don't care. He's just rude and he has no feelings.

"Let's go, cookie." All of them started moving. 

I after a while ran up to my boss, "Can I go now, Sir?"

"Have you completed all the work?"

"It's a lot of work. Can't I complete it tomorrow and then the files you're making me work on, it's for a meeting that is a month away."

Jordan and Christian left the office.  

"Your parents will be informed that you'll be working late tonight." He said moving near the door. "You will leave when all the  work is completed. I will come after an hour or two and if I saw you haven't completed, it'll not be good for you." His warning made me want to hide somewhere. His sound was so authoritative.

"You can't force me to stay here." I was angry. "What will you do? Lock me?"

"I can, but I have no interest."

He went outside and I sulked back to work.

Okay he thinks I will not be able to complete all this work. Well, you're wrong, mister. You don't know me.

I buried myself in work and kept working constantly, despite of feeling hungry and all other problems, I kept working.

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I completed all the work in about one and half hour and I waited for a while for him.

Well, I don't need to wait for him. I have completed my work and now I can leave.

I still have time, I might do some training.

Picking up my stuff and moving towards the door, I opened it.

It didn't open.

I pushed it once again.

It didn't open.

What the fuck?

Did he literally lock me inside?

I tried to open the door once again, but it literally seemed locked. I tried and tried, but it was of no use. The door wasn't opening.

HE LOCKED ME!

I should've never worked for this mad man.

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N e x t :
19th Chapter.

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