Angel :

I wake up at 7 a.m this day to handle myself and choose the proper suit that will fit and qualify me for my interview. I sneaked walking on my tiptoes to not wake up my boyfriend.

He was clear and strict. He warned me several times to forget about finding a job. He was so freaking rich, he has been my boyfriend for more than 4 years now. We have been living together in his house since the first year at college. He was the heir of industrial companies belonging to his father, he was a kind of millionaire. He was the one who paid for my college and he was my first man. He paid for everything and always got me anything I wanted.

And as he kept and keeps calling me Angel you are my wife . A wife? Dammit! I like to be called a wife somehow but not from this possessive boyfriend.

I asked him countless times and even begged him in our finest moments full of passion to let me work. But he echoed in a tough slutty tone scolding me for even thinking about that. ‘I’m so jealous person Angel, don’t even think about it or I will smash your head’

And he didn’t let anybody get close to me. He was so possessive in our liaison and tenacious, stubborn and when he's jealousy turned on— he could crack and smash the whole house and turn everything upside down in the front line of him. He even prevented me from having any kind of friends. Just girls and only girls after he filtering them for sure by some kind of bombarding them with his weird questions. Yes, he always thought I was too naïve to figure out if they were bad or not— I guess he was more than protective.

I sensed that our relationship shifted to jail. He wanted me just at home waiting for him until he turned back from his company. He was a man full of the word "No" list — Everything I ask him for, he will simply give me a smirk and show his white teeth and drop his casual word NO— was that kind of joke? I wanted to hear yes sometimes.

And after I insisted and stabbed my feet to the floor in a childish way and threatened him that I would leave him if he didn't free me. He bailed puffing "okay Angel, you can work in my company, but don't even expect that I will let you work for others."

yes, I knew it and I won't work for him for sure. To be with him at the house and at the office, this is something I wouldn’t stand anymore!

I wanted to find a job to be away from him sometimes during the day.

That was what he stated. A big ‘No’ again. And if I begged him for the rest of my life, he wouldn’t say yes.

So I applied for this job without informing him. I didn’t know how I got the guts and bravery to do that. I didn’t think what the hell I would tell him later and what the consequences would be. I guess I was too naïve as he used to say. But I was anxious that if I informed him he would reject and hinder me from going. and he will start a squabble with me.

Sometimes when he becomes jealous, resentful and quarrels with me at home and when I start threatening him to break up with him and leave the house, he locks the door with the keys — His passion twisted into a crazy sick thing about me. I despised this, and I wish I could change him or run away from him.

So I sneaked, crept downstairs. And I picked the appropriate suit to wear it, I sprayed my favorite perfume and I brushed my hair. I strode out of the penthouse like a thief afraid to get busted.

I rode my car. My boyfriend Shawn gifted me that Ferrari on our second anniversary together. yes, he loved me more than himself. But this started to choke me.

Once I arrived at the company. I spotted an exceedingly handsome man, many guards following him. I couldn't wiggle my eyes away from him. That was the second time that happened to me in my life. that I feel attracted, enticed by someone.

Because that was literally what transpired and happened when I met Shawn. It was love at the first sight. But that man was different from Shawn, his face is tough.

He has a tough look covering his face. He looked so manly. But even though that attracted me.

I shook my head to come back to my senses convincing myself I can't-do that. I already have someone in my life besides he might be married or gay or even a womanizer.

And that was kind of obvious. Because all the women in the company were observing him. Trailing his steps with their popped out eyes, almost drooling—

I cut off my mind and took a peek at my wristwatch to figure out that the interview will start after a few minutes so I hastened to the elevator and asked for the interview office area and some other guys pointed to me that it's on the 10th floor.

So once the elevator opened, I strode forward. And I readjusted my hair and my formal suit. I blew a long whiff and strolled with confidence. I stuck around for more than half an hour until my turn came up. I stepped in and I greeted everyone. I spotted that man. He was giving me his back in bewilderment, from what I recognized that he was the CEO of this company—

But swiftly he twirled his body and started to gaze at me. He started to ask me my name. But his gazes were burning, searing my body. I didn't know why but I was so disoriented from his peers. I was hardly controlling my voice to deal with his questions and I was glancing at him from time to time to only see his eyes checking me out. He was gawking at me but his mind was somewhere else. Or maybe that was what I thought.

When I was going out of the office and already one of my legs was by the door and I assumed that my interview had finished. He called out mee. I whirled my body slowly stuttering in a dull way. He was poring over my body from my toes to my hair in a ghastly behavior.

I restrained my tone to strengthen my voice— But I was astonished when he notified me that I'm accepted and that he will put me under a training period for 3 months. I was so happy. And I thanked him. But once I stepped out. I remembered that I have to tell Shawn immediately— I couldn’t lie to Shawn even if I wanted to.

I couldn’t hide that from Shawn.

Shawn was the one who always wakes up early and I was the lazy one and I woke up after 1 pm. So he will discover for sure. I took a long breath away and decided to face Shawn once I turned back home. But it wasn't my lucky day. Because I met him by coincidence in the company.

"Angel !" Shawn shouted my name.

I cleared my throat. "Um, Shawn, what are you doing here?” I said in a trembling voice. I stepped back an inch and he stepped forward to me. I was too scared to think of an excuse.

"I'm the one who is supposed to ask you! Tell me now! Why did you leave early and why are you here Angel?" Shawn hooted at me while shooting me with deadly gazes, I almost peed in my pants.

At that moment I spotted that Mr. Paul night was sauntering towards us. Mr. Paul placed his palm on Shawn's shoulder "Hey Shawn, what's going on ?" Mr. Paul asked Shawn.

"What?! do you know each other?" I gasped shockingly.

"Yes, Angel. tell me now, what are you doing here?" Shawn ignored Mr. Paul and started to roar at me. I slumped down my shoulders and lowered my gaze to the floor.

"Hey Shawn, she will work for me. She is my new assistant! What's wrong! Come to my office and we can discuss this matter!" Mr. Paul was gazing at me— He sounded so angry. But grumble and pull Shawn arm "Come with me, Shawn."

Shawn walked with Mr. Paul and then he twisted his head pointing by his finger to me "Go to the house now Angel. don't make me absurd and frenzied! " Shawn gritted on his teeth and commanded me sternly. I recognized that expression. When he starts acting like this. That means he will quarrel with me at home. And that means a long punishing night. Arguments and fighting mean I will suffer all night.

He has his own way to make me suffer. Slapping my face, throwing bottles and knocking my head against the wall. He couldn’t manage his anger. And I couldn’t deal with his muscled strong arms. I was kind of feminine weak— Maybe small girls are stronger than me. And if I was kind of fortuitous, he chastises me in bed with his rugged, violent way— When it comes to jealousy he can't handle himself—

I rushed out of the company home. I was so confused. Waiting for him.