Blackmailing The Billionaire

t even know where the restaurant is? I find the location on Go

re. If I don't get it in time. I am do

hey won't even let me in looking like this. My clothes are

lunch for my bos

guard replies polit

me instantly, I guess they have an arrangement or are fond of him. I mean who wouldn't? The mi

oors now. I see a man going

you are going to? " I ask politely. The

ed facial expression as to why I am questioning him.

boss. " I say, shoving the breakfast

ks, holding the breakfas

whole day. I'm Mr. Enrique's personal assistant. Can you please give him the fo

et's just say our boss is quite ster

much. " I say, with the most genuine smile plastered on my fa

irs. After 20 minutes, I ma

ice to find out what t

his offi

ething else I

e manager sitting there and dis

at me, annoyance e

nners at all, stand right there quietly until I'm done and the

nds behind my back, looking down. I

f the manager. Tears form in my eyes but I blink them away.

nutes, the

thoroughly and discuss with

starts going thro

ique) finally

gh another person. " He scolds right in front of

a lot of time. " I try to reason with h

Next time, do not ask others to do your work, especially those who are senior to you. You respect

. " I

ate disrespect. Don't anger me

" I reply o

to Mr. Join right

ked you to deliver the lunch to

r me but you should consider the rules of this place a

s, going out of his offi

n, your job is to not only bring

n. I put everything neatly

the table an

in and inspec

he right Emma. " He complai

s it matter if the coffee is on the left? Can I put

on the dining chair,

ace sweetheart and all of this could have been avoided. " He whispers in my ear gently.

his lips descend and he bits

s nibbling on my neck. Sometimes he is

control m

e one. You'd be fun to devour. " He

a breath o

ationship so this was new to me, though it wasn't for him. He ate as if nothing happened. H

did I get