Chapter 010
Akira's POV
"Is it a yes or a no?" He asked with his eyes focused on me.
"Aren't I supposed to give this a thought after all..."
"It's a contract not like I want to date you or like I am prophesying love to you because you are not my..."
"Fine, don't rub it in like I am not more beautiful than those girls that flock around you I am hotter than them all, so stop acting up as well because I am not interested in you." With the way my words are coming out in rolls, one will think that I am not scared of what this man will do to me the next minute.
"If you are not interested in me, why the heck are you finding it difficult to accept my proposal, just maybe, you are too scared that you will..."
"I am in," I said interrupting him, he looked at me confused. "Yes, it's a yes, I will appear at the party with you, your date right? That is what you wanted."
"Not just once, multiple times..."
"Fine, I will as long as I keep working here and having my salary at the end of the month then I have no objection to it."
"Good, that been settled, there is something else I want from you." I look at him confused, 'what else will he possibly want from me.' I asked mentally, since I met this strange fellow, talking in my head had become my constant partner.
"Your clothing..." My eyes subconsciously move to the simple gown that I am wearing and I do not see anything wrong with it, every part of my body was properly covered, and I was dressing conservatively, so I wasn't expecting him to complain about my clothing. "Not like I am saying you are wearing rag but the truth is, I don't appreciate my staff dressing in this manner especially with the ones going everywhere with me, so I will appreciate it if you adjust your dressing to the preference of this company because I have a dress preference for my staff."
I was boiling inside already and the one thing that I was dying to do was to slap my hand across his face, he was indirectly saying that I have poor judgment when it comes to clothing.
"Did you get what I am saying?" He enquired when I wasn't making an effort to say a word, I was just glaring at him but on second thought, I thought of irritating him, just as he was doing to me.
"It's okay if you think my dress doesn't befit your company's preference for dressing, just maybe, you should provide a wardrobe allowance, so I could purchase those desirable wardrobes of yours." I didn't batter my lashes when I was saying that. I don't understand him, first, he gave stupid and unreasonable terms and conditions if I wanted to work with him, as long as I am not sleeping with him, I felt it was not a bad idea and now he talks about clothing, I know the preference for dressing is clamoring about is not some cheap wears because some of the staff that I have come in contact with, their clothing is expensive and glamorous and I can't fucking afford them, I am not going to waste my money buying things when I have lots of things to do with money. I will admit that why I was standing in front of that HR female, I felt like an ugly duckling in a place inhabited by good-looking swans. I know I am pretty but plain. I was waiting for him to say something but not a word was coming out of his mouth, I moved my gaze and looked at those lovely eyes of his that always reminded me of that strange wolf that helped me, I shook my head trying to push those thought that was creeping into my head. He is a man and that is a wolf, there is no way that a man could be a wolf, that is not possible when my gaze moved from his eyes, that was when I realized that he was frowning, "you see is not like I am taking undue advantage of you but it's just that, I have so many things to do with money and spending it on unnecessary things like purchasing things with a brand name. So I only focus on things that I need not what I want, anyways if you insist that I dress according to your standards, I will not argue with you, as long as you provide the money."
I watch his brows furrow more and his fist clenched on the desk.
"If I am giving you the money then it will be an upfront payment on your salary." I frowned.
"No, I don't want that, I need money, and spending on unnecessary things is not on my budget, if you insist on a pattern of dressing for your employees, then it's not my fault because I didn't see anything wrong with my wears, you are the one..."
"Shut up..." He said in frustration and then I bit my lips almost immediately, 'Oh Akira, you really deserve to be fired, with the way you are running your mouth, this man will fire you.' I said mentally.
He pressed the Telecom, I don't know who he was calling but my heart was throbbing fast hoping that, he wasn't calling the security, to throw me out. "Meredith, is Catherine there?" I didn't get the reply from the other side but I guess it's a yes. "Sent her to my office now."
'Who could that lady be and why does he want her here like now? Oh, she is a female security. Female security is responsible for throwing out females from the building. But the female that was fired earlier was taken away by...' The cracking of the door interrupted my thoughts and my eyes snapped to the female that just walked into the room and Meredith was tagging behind her.
"Catherine, you should accompany her to purchase new wears, using my card." My eyebrow furrowed, he wasn't kidding.
"Like now?" I asked in frustration as my gaze moved from him to the young lady who was standing there fighting so hard not to smirk.
"Yes now." He barked before he tilted his head to Meredith. "I will borrow Catherine for some time because I need her to buy some new wears for Akira. I think Catherine can give her a good fashion sense that will be in accordance with our dressing preference." I looked at him in disbelief just as Meredith's face was stoic, I knew that he was trying so hard not to laugh at the situation.
"Is it okay with you Catherine? I know you have a good sense of fashion." Anger was boiling inside of me, I was fighting so hard to control myself but the fucking truth is, I was already at my limit, I pushed the chair violently and the screeching sounds were all that could be heard in the room, and then my clenched fist fall on the table violently.
"Are you by chance saying that I have poor taste in fashion? With all due respect, you don't talk down on me in front of your staff. And you should know criticizing my wears and talking low about me in front of others is bully?" My nose was flaring already and my jawbone tightened as I glared at him. "Anyways, forget it, I fired myself, I am no longer working, and keep your fucking deals to yourself."
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