THE TRUTH IS OUT

PAMELA's POV 💎

"Who are you and what are you doing in here?" He asked.

Harry Legacy Clark?! What is he doing here?!

I can't believe my eyes. Years ago Harry Clark was simply a name in the headlines, a face in magazines. He was someone I admired but never thought I'd get the chance to meet him. Hours ago he was my intimidating CEO. Granted, I now work in the same office as him, but that was the closest I thought I would get to him.

Now he's standing in front of me, in nothing but a bath towel. His chiseled, toned body in all it's full glory.

"I'm the housekeeper" I told him, he didn't say anything, just stare at me, his lips in a thin line.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"This is my house" he answered.

His... House?

Harry Clark is the mysterious penthouse owner Hunter was talking about?

You're the new housekeeper Hunter hired,"

"Y-yeah...." I stuttered, why am I stuttering.

I'm living with my CEO? Does he know I'm an intern at his company? I pray he doesn't.

"How did you get here?" He asked me.

Nice, it seems like he doesn't know about it yet.

"T-the door was open so I stepped in"

Harry cursed under his breath.

" You're fired" he said.

" What?"

"Pack your bags and leave now" he ordered.

Just like that? I didn't do anything wrong and I can't leave too, because I have nowhere to go from here.

"You can't just fire me like that" I said. "I demand to know why".

" For trespassing into my room".

Huh.

" I'm your housekeeper! It's my job to go into rooms and tidy them" I said.

" But not this one, not the one that's locked! " He roared at me and I almost flinch.

" It wasn't locked when I got here".

He glares at me but I'm no pushover.

Why does he keep this room locked? Is that why he wants to fire me? Because I stumbled upon his secret collection of..... Romantic films? It's not even porn, so what's his problem.

An idea crosses my mind, despite the warning bells ringing in my head, I take out my phone and quickly take a photo of the room.

"What do you think you're doing?" He roared again, if he doesn't stop doing that, he's going to have a sore throat and that will be none of my business.

I whip out my phone and shove it in his face.

"I took a photo of the room! I don't know what you're trying to hide, but if you insist on firing me, I'll upload it" .

His dark eyes narrowed.

Way to go Pamela, you just had to anger him further.

Are you threatening me?" He asked darkly

Maybe....."

"Do you know who I am?"

I, emmm,..." I can't let him know that I know he's my boss, I best lie to him. "You're some random rich dude"

"Huh?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Fine. Maybe I've seen you in magazines" I told him. And I happened to be an intern in your company, I wanted to add, but now doesn't feel like the right time to mention it.