A LITTLE THEIF

Kaima walked through the busy office, with some files held close to her chest. She was so uncomfortable with the weird stares and glances given to her by her new co-workers.

"Isn't that the boss's PA" someone said.

"She's not even that cute" another person sad.

"I think she seduced him for the job" Another said.

"The boss would get tired of her in only two day, we'll see what she does then" another said.

All this remarks got Kaima feeling really angry as she had no idea on how to keep her temper. She guessed that was why she slapped Yvonne in the first place. She tried her best to calm herself down by doing the usual, fisting her hands tightly.

"She doesn't even look his type" someone said.

Kaima was already really agitated. She was just a twenty two year old average body sized woman, neither huge nor too slender. But one thing was sure, she was not the perfect bodied FL seen in novels and movies. Sometimes, the only thing she felt was attractive in her body was her hips and maybe waist. It gave her that feminine shape. She had a long brunette hair which she always packed in only two styles, bun or ponytail. She couldn't even remember the last time she gave it a thorough washing. She had dark blue eyes and really long lashes but even when she looked in the mirror, she still wasn't up to the beauty standards.

She never had a problem with her looks as she was never really keen to fall in love, especially after that experience with Richard. Throughout their relationship, he had never made feel beautiful instead he complained at every chance he got. Since she had dated him, she never really felt good about herself.

Kaima turned to the whispering voices and shot angry stares at them. She pouted her lips still trying to stop herself from letting out any words. She knew if she had said something, it wouldn't be anything good. She bit her lips tightly and took in a deep breathe to suppress her boiling anger then walked away. For how long could she hold herself back? She thought.

Since she was his personal assistant, he gave her a table in his spacious office but she never really stayed there constantly. She preferred to have coffee in the café or sit in the lounge fully absorbed by reading stories on webnovel during her free time than sitting in the office ALONE with him. What if he shot her dead or tried to hurt her? Then no one will find out just like what happened in that event.

She gave a slight knock on Zain's door but there was no answer or permission so she guessed he was in a business meeting. She remembered she had informed him about the meeting he had with the contractors. So that meant he was not in the office.

She had noticed he usually left his phone in the office when going for meetings so that was a good thing for her. She went into the empty office and fortunately for her his phone was lying there waiting for her to go through it. How could he have been so foolish? She laughed to herself.

She took his phone and turned it on but unfortunately for her, it was locked with finger print and pin passcode.

"Oh shoot!" she exclaimed in anger.

She tried the code "ZainNivenbloodykiller 1" but unfortunately for her it was wrong. She tried another code "Ihavekaimaellissextape" but obviously it was wrong.

"Fuck" she exclaimed in frustration.

She decided not to try anymore guesses so she dropped his phone and some files then sat at her table, going through some documents.

To her relief he came in not up to two minutes later, she was glad he didn't see her trying to unlock his phone

The atmosphere of the room suddenly became choked up. She guessed it was a result of the guilty conscience she had.

He picked up his phone this scared her even more. Did she leave any trace? She thought. She tried her best to focus her attention on the documents as she knew continuous glances would make him suspicious.

"Hmn!" he gave a sudden scoff laugh in amusement.

"PA" he called.

That was the name he had been calling her since she started this job.

She knew his mischievous smile was a sign that she was totally done for. She turned her head to his direction.

"Yes Sir" she replied trying to look natural.

This was the first time she ever talked to him in a polite respectful manner.

"A little thief had been trying to unlock my phone" he said with in amusement.

She tried to swallow the lump in her throat but it was just stuck there. She had a feeling he had caught her but she still tried to maintain her composure.

"Do you perhaps know who it is?" he said these time looking straight into her eyes.

"How could I know? Why are you asking me that question?" she snapped back insecurely

"Well…aren't you my personal assistant" he said standing from his desk and walking slowly over to her.

"You should know who comes in and out of the office, shouldn't you?" he asked placing his hands on her desk in a threatening way.

What scared her most wasn't about him knowing that she was the little thief, it was the mischievous smile he gave. She didn't know what he was going to do next.

"Um… I-I'm s-sorry" she managed to say.

She was panicking on the inside, sweats had started to drip down her face and her face reddened out of embarrassment.

"Did you try to unlock my phone?" he asked leaning close to her face.

His face was so dangerously close and she could see his green eyes piercing into her soul. For a moment she zoned out.

She admired how well his jet black hair went with his green eyes. They were just so beautiful.

Ever since they had met, she either saw him in a suit or just a long sleeve shirt, probably from when he takes off his suit. With the little she had seen, she could tell his body shape was perfect. With his broad shoulder and a bit of a slender waist. He was just like the MLs in Novels and comics. Compared to her, he was really tall, so tall that if she were looking straight at him, she would be staring at his collar bone.

She never knew someone could be this handsome and now the handsome demon was staring deep into her eyes. His incessant stare was enough to pierce into her.

"No" she lied.

She stood up from the chair to avoid any weirder eye contact. It made her feel really weird. But the funny thing was she swore she had seen eyes like that before but couldn't remember where.

"Then how do you explain this?" he asked showing a photo of her taken by the phone when she failed in opening it.

She was speechless, why does his phone always have clips of her doing weird things?

"I-I'm sorry Sir" she replied in a defeated tone while wiping of the sweats on her face with a napkin.

"Well…I forgive you" he said.

His statement made her nerves calm down a bit.

"But I'll have to punish you" he added.

Her calmed down nerves came back up, what was he going to do? Post her video? Kill her? What on earth was he going to do to her?.