Bella’s POV
Its Monday and I am back at work. Today was different. I don’t know why. Today there seems to be more work. Like a lot. Work has been just piling and piling without non-stop.
My office has been also moved back to the old place. But what surprised me more was that Mr King has not called me the entire day. Like at all. Something seemed off.
I shrugged it off. I have too much work for me to start worrying about. Suddenly the office phone rang startling me. I picked it up.
“King Conso-” “Miss Sanders get me a coffee.” Mr King said cutting me off and hung up. I sighed as I went to the pantry made the coffee.
I knocked his door as I entered. I placed his coffee in the desk. He took a few sips of the coffee and quickly put down the cup.
“Miss Sanders the coffee taste horrible.” he said angrily. I got taken back. He have never spoken to me like this. It kinda hurt me. I masked the hurt.
“I’m so sorry Mr King. I’ll get you-” “No need. Just go.” he said as he dismissed me off. I nodded my head and quickly went out.
I went to my office and took a seat. I calm myself. I shook it off. He must be under some stress. I shake my head and went back to my work.
Its 7pm and I am still not done with my work. I have not had lunch or anything either. Just then my office door open. “Miss Sanders is your work done?” Mr King asked me. “Not yet sir.” I said looking at the mess in front of me.
“Don’t leave until its done.” he said abruptly and left. I looked at him bewildered. He took the lift already. I sighed. No point in complaining. I continued on my work.
It was exhausting. Its 11pm right now and finally I was done. I kept everything in place and left. I was left with little energy.
I thought of taking a cab, I was damn tired and was left with little to no energy. During the ride, I almost fell asleep. I try to keep my open until I reach my apartment.
As soon as I reach my apartment, I plopped on my couch and dozed off. I didn’t bother changing my clothes or taking dinner. I was too tired.
Hopefully the week goes better than this.
Thursday.
Damn was I wrong. The week has not gotten any better. The work only has piled up more and more. Not only that, Mr King has taken all chance he got to scold me.
I knew he was doing all of this under stress. So I did not complain. From what I know, Mr King is a kind person. But with the whole ball thing and work, he is just getting stressed and taking it on me.
But what happen yesterday, made me wonder about my knowledge about Mr King. Yesterday, a woman who looked like a model came into the office. She looked absolutely amazing.
She was stunning and gorgeous. She went into Mr King office. I at first thought she was Mr King’s client. But turns out she wasn’t.
She was inside for half an hour and when she came out, her clothes were crumped and lipstick was smudged. It didn’t take a fool to understand what happen inside.
I was shocked when I realised about it. But then why was I? He was the No. 1 businessman and had his way around woman. I shrugged it off and continued on my work.
Mr King maybe anything but when it came to work, he was always the best. His work is always his first priority.
I sighed as I stopped thinking and started to do my work. Its 3pm right now. I didn’t went down for lunch due to the work load. However Ava was kind enough to grab me a sandwich. I ate that in 2 bites and started working again.
I got to say I was feeling very tired and weak. Everyday I have been going back at 11pm and 12am. I also have not been eating well either. The weekend is going to take a toll on me.
Tomorrow is the ball. I hadn’t had much time to buy a dress, However Andrew was kind to get me one. He was going to drop it off today at my apartment .
I was done with most of the work, when the phone rang. It was a new office phone that only directed Mr King’s line. I picked it up and waited for him to speak. “Miss Sanders, come to my office.” he said and put down.
I knocked his door and went inside. “You called for me, Mr King?” I asked him. He put a huge, and I mean huge, stack of files in front of me. “I want you to stack these files according to years and also edit them by today.” he said and went back to his computer.
My eyes almost bulged out. That’s a lot of work. Without saying anything I took them with me and went back to my office.
I sighed. There is no way I can finish this by today. Complaining is not going to do much. I started on my work. Here goes nothing.
4pm became 5pm, 6pm, 7pm, 8pm, 9pm, 10pm, 11pm and 12 pm. Yes its 12pm and I’m still in work. The files were never ending.
But I was almost done. The security guard had come up awhile ago to check on me and left. I just had a few more files to edit and I will be done.
I really hope it will be done. And I am seriously waiting for my weekends. I just cant wait for it. I was starting get sleepy.
I went to the pantry and got myself some hot milk. I love milk. They are the best. I took a few sips before returning to work.
It was 2am when I had finished everything. I was sitting in the floor with the files in a neat pile. My shoes were in one corner and my coat were in another corner. My shirt was crumpled and my hair was in messy bun.
I looked wrecked. I decided to lie down just for few minutes. I was extremely exhausted. I could barely open my eyes. Just for a few minutes. I kept telling myself that.
Boy was I wrong.