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Eighteen years later.
"You're fired!" Alexandro Kings shouted at the man who cowered by the wall.
The poor man expected this verdict but when it came, it still filled him with trepidation and anxiety. "Please sir, I'll rectify the situation."
"Don't bother, the deed's been done. No fucking way of rectifying it." He barked.
"Please sir, I have children at ho...."
But he cut him off, "That one's not my issue, James. You fucked up at your work. That child died because you didn't do your job. You're the manager of that orphanage for crying out loud!
because of that, you're fucking fired. Use the door or I'll throw you out myself!" He glared at James, at this rate, James knows better than to keep begging.
James jerked upright and scurried out of the office.
His secretary, Mrs Brown--more like personal assistant--shook her head slowly, she kept her voice as soft as possible because knowing Sandro for as long as she had, she could recognize this particular mood. She waited patiently till he walked out of his office.
"The fifth, Sandro."
He moved his eyes to meet hers, "What?, Maria."
"James is the fifth person you fired this month." she said quietly.
"He is?, I didn't realize. Go back to work, Maria. I'm not in the mood." He growled.
Maria knows when to choose her battles, after knowing him for five years. Seeing the way all those muscles that was barely hidden in the suit jacket rippled momentarily, she knows that this is not one of those moments.
So, she nodded her head and led herself out of the office. He was built like a tank. Like a wrestler. And, he has the moods to go with it.
He sure looks like he wants to beat someone up now and that was also the reason why she turned and walked out of the office.
Not because she feared he was gonna beat her...never. But because he was trying not to throw something in rage.
As his secretary, her office was just outside his. Her heels clicked the ground as she walked to her chair and lowered her self in it.
The first call came in immediately and she proceeded to answer it. As she did, she heard the loud crash of a glass from the inner office. Followed by another crash and another crash.
She sighed. There goes the new flowers she used to beautify his office, this morning. At least they have served their purpose, which is to serve as a let-out for his anger.
It's either the flowervasts or real office properties that will cost him a fortune to replace. Something he does without breaking much sweat.
"Oh, yes,, sir. Have a nice day." Mara Brown said witha sweet smile at last before she hung up the call
The door opened and the newbie, Kara, walked into Maria's office, her brown eyes wide with fear. She must have overheard the boss with the fomer manager. His barks and growls can be quiet scary.
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