BILLIONAIRE’S SECRETARY

As all these were running through my mind, the feeling of being hungry came back to life in my stomach, and I had to search for the kitchen so I could prepare dinner.

As I was wondering where the kitchen would be, I remembered that I saw the dining room on the first floor, so the kitchen can be there. I quickly ran up the stairs to the first floor I walked to the area where I saw the dining room earlier, and finally, I saw it, but the kitchen was my problem, I thought as a reasonable idea flashed through my mind.

That particular idea that flashed through my mind was that I should go through every door on the first floor, then I would be likely to find the kitchen, and the worst thing was that time was running out and I had not prepared dinner, not to mention finding the kitchen.

“Dear God, please help me,” I muttered to myself as I started implementing my idea.

The first door I opened, I found out it was a bedroom. It was not as beautiful as my bedroom, and I wondered why the room had nothing but a medium-sized bed to contain two persons and a couch. Then I thought it was a guest room, but the more I thought about it, the more I came to realize that even a guest room was not supposed to be like this. But I had to let those stupid thoughts of mine about the unusual bedroom go since I needed to find the kitchen, so I closed the door and moved toward the next door. The second door I opened, I found out that it was a library, it just looked like the library I used to study at when I was in college.

It was so perfect, the shelves were sized accordingly, and the books were neatly arranged in order on the shelves. “I would surely come back here to read a book or two,” I said to myself as I walked out of the library and quietly closed the door.

I still had about five doors to check, and I was already devastated that I could not find the kitchen.

The next door I opened was another bedroom, and it was not as cozy as the one I saw earlier, this one was almost like my bedroom, it had a nice chandelier, two couches, a normal-sized dining table with four chairs, a big-sized mirror, and there was also a flat-screen television that was almost like mine but was not, there was also a king-sized bed in the room. Then I thought that this would be a guest room and not the bedroom I saw earlier.

Then I walked out and closed the door behind me as I walked towards the next door.

When I opened the door, I found out it was a restroom, not exactly like mine but nicely put together. When I found out it was not a kitchen, I signed and closed the door behind me.

“Why did Mr. Gavriel not tell me where places like this were in his house? He should have given me a map or something, I just cannot help but have a feeling that Mr. Gavriel just wants to punish and stress me out,” I thought to myself as I opened the door of another room.

Then I walked into it and I discovered that it was a room meant for games.

“Wait, so almighty Mr. Gavriel plays games?” I asked myself as I looked around the room.

There was a badminton board, a flat-screen, a control for playing video games, a chess board, and other games I could not possibly describe.

I walked out of the room and closed the door as usual because I would not want Mr. Gavriel to indirectly insult me because I touched his things and left them in a mess. That man can be so annoying, and I am already upset that I have not eaten since morning and now I cannot find the kitchen in his house.

I was so upset that I opened the next door in the hallway and barged into the room, but the room was so dark and I saw a light not that bright shining at one end, then I quickly put on my phone light as I searched for the switch and finally I saw it and turned it on, and then it dawned on me that I had run into what I had been avoiding for a few minutes and that I was left speechless because I did not know exactly what to say.

It was like a study room, or rather, I would say it was a study room, there was an office table and chair, and a laptop was on the table along with some envelopes, files, and journals.

The devil I have been avoiding was sitting right in front of me after I tried my best to avoid him until I served dinner.

“Oh my goodness, not now,” I muttered to myself because I knew exactly what would come next.

~Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

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Mr. Gavriel was so busy with work in his study room that he needed to find out how his company’s shares went down while he was not in the country.

But he was so lucky because he solved the problem as quickly as possible, which caused him to travel back to see what was going on.

Seamus Group of Companies shares could not just go down to that amount percentage if someone did not tamper with it, and he was suspicious of one person but could not bring himself to mention that name until he was sure, and he was not the type to lay a false accusation on someone, so he needed to be sure so that he could act fast.

And when he found out who the hell that person was, he would not take it likely with that person.

Mr. Gavriel, who was still lost in thought, heard the door open with force, though he could not see who the person was.