8 chapter 7:Tiara

I remain alone in the office and start arranging the piles of contracts in order of importance.

Few hours later, am not still done with my work and some documents are missing. Rose came and propose me to eat with her, but I was so busy. Now that the papers are compiled into different workbooks, I have to search for the other documents.

I stand from my chair and go outside Willing to find someone who can help me to find the Archives room. Rose is still out eating and she is the only one I know here. A gentleman pass and I hurry myself to ask him, he indicates the floor of the Archives room who is right down at the second floor. I take the elevator and hurry there.

I finally arrived at the second floor, but realize all the doors resemble themselves. I can't believe it, so should I open each doors? Or ask once more my way. There is no one walking in the corridor, there are all in their offices and I can't enter only to ask for the right door. I breathe and forward myself to the first door I see then I try to knock, it seems the door was already opened.

I enter gently, asking if there is someone inside. No one responds and I enter curiously. I found myself in a room full of painting board... Rectification! ...beautiful, harmonized, pleasant, and splendid painting board. They are all painted with mostly dark colors but are so splendid that it doesn't matter. It seems someone works here. There is a bed, a tv, a big sofa, a window, and another room. Just like a small male refuge, since the room is in disorder, just as if it been a year no one kept clean the room.

My attention throws itself to one of the painting boards probably the biggest of all but covered. I approach the covered painting board and try to look under it.

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Shouts a male voice.

His voice invades in me chills, warm chills and when I turn to look at the person who shouted of anger, I realize it is still him. Zack Torneur, with a tower attached around his waist, living his naked well-sculptured chest seen with his wings tattoo. When I analyze him more deeply, apart from his wavy hair and his light brown eyes, he has a light stubble beard. On his forarm the word GO in very big capital letters had been tattooed, on his biceps a big moon tattoo and on his thorax a rose surrounded by thorns. All this tattoo? What for? It seems he has other tattoos, but right now my problem is him. He seems not to be happy.

He comes in front of me gently and I am dreading what he gonna do to me. But I realize I don't have to be afraid of him, I did nothing bad. I stop going behind and look at him right in his eyes.

" You are cheeky... Who permitted you to enter here? " He said while shouting once more.

" Stop shouting like a prehistoric man, I got the wrong room that's all," I said arrogantly and furious in my turn

"Oh, so that why you abuse my privacy. Learn how to stay at your place. You are just an assistant and nothing else." He said.

I looked at him scandalized by his words. He seized my hand violently and drag me with force up to the door. I could see little birds tattoo on the back of his left hand with whom he is dragging me outside

He throws me outside and asked me never to come back again, then close violently the door in front of me.

" Asshole!" I shouted through the door so he can hear me...

All those who were stock in their offices, came out to see what happened. Embarrassed by the situation, I walk fastly to the elevator in order to get out from here.

You spoiled rotten child, arrogant, pretentious, and dictator you are. Nobody had ever done that to me and you can't be the first...

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