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I woke up next with a strange dream. A dream of me chasing the coffee machine as if my life depended on it.
I got-up and got ready, brushing my hair I saw that my body was not tough or athletic but rather a soft pillowy body which had got no attention from any man from past 1 year.
I had worn a vcut red blouse and black treggings. I rushed to meet the driver down and off I went to pick “Dimitry”. I still couldn’t understand why Mr. Zerga assigned him to me. And I also wanted to ask John about him but then I remembered Nina.
“Oh dear, Mr. Zerga assigned Dimitry?” Nina cried. As per her, Dimitry was a spoilt brat who was born with a silver spoon. Arrogance was his middle name. He was Mr. Zerga’s only grandchild.
I gulped the water bottle down and got down as the driver stopped at the airport.
I could see him crossing the way towards the car. 25ish. Dirty chestnut hair, curly hair tied up in a man bun. Athletic frame but still got flesh on the hands. 5’11ish. Nice body but definitely a death stare was given to me. Green amber eyes. What a deadly combo.
“What are you scanning me for?” Dimitry barked in a low tone. I must have blushed pretty red because the heat felt on my cheeks. “I was just making sure its you Dimitry” I faked to smile. The driver ushered him to backseat but he went and sat in the front, that meant me sitting at the backseat.
I could see that he was eyeing from sideways and I managed to start the convo of how hot the weather is and how Mr. Zerga is waiting for him at office.
“Bla bla Sugarplum, we will yada in office” he blurted.
I hate when people give me nicknames and especially anything to do with sweetness.
I was doing everything that I could not to upset Mr. Zerga but here I was fixed with this spoilt brat.
As we were reaching office, Dimitry asked “So who is this bloody chick that I have to work for, or be the assistant to?”
The driver looked at me thru mirror terrified that I will lash out but instead I replied, “Well Sugar, that bloody chick is me.” And I stared him down while he stared back and so it got tensed, until he winked at me.
“Control yourself” thats what I was saying to myself…
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