Old man torture

How was her new boss like?. He was probably a dumb looking man, and maybe he would have a bald head. Lucy thought to herself as she stood at the airport, waiting patiently for her boss to arrive. She was nervous as she wondered how he might try to touch her because he is a pervert.

"Can't I just finish him off this instant , America and their strict rules" Lucy hissed and tried calming herself down as fear lingered around her.

"I will always be by your side, holding you close to my chest while I read a fairy tale to you. My beautiful Lucy don't you cry. Your mother has a drug to end your misery". Lucy had recorded a voice audio of the song her mom sang most nights for her . It was a very attractive music with a calm aura and all those listening without her consent had smiling faces . She was tired and needed rest so she used the music to relax.

"Miss Asra Brunette". A man mentioned her name and stood in front of her. He was an old man. If this man was her boss then he is doomed. Finishing him will be easy as drinking water. She examined his features. At least he wasn't bald and ugly. He was old enough to be her grandpa. She thought to herself and knitted her brows . So this was the whimsical who mistreated women. It took lots of anger restraints to swallow her pride and speak calmly.

"Hello sir. I'm your new secretary. Thank you for hiring me". Asra said with a sweet smile and he paused.

"New secretary? , oh no my little one. I was only ordered to pick you and drive you to your new home. I'm not the boss, Mr Jason is. " .He said so politely. How can this man work for such a ruthless creature. Did he not know his boss mistreated women. She begun to feel guilty for rubbing imaginary dirty oil all over his personality. Although something about what the man said pushed her into a a second of her past. Why was their boss called Jason of all names? That name was precious to her.

"Well thank you Mr ummm?" Lucy cleared her throat uncomfortably and questioned him.

"Henry, come along now. You have a long day tomorrow so it's better if you rest" Lucy nodded and entered the car with her bag placed at the boot. She knew she was not supposed to talk more else she might distract herself from the mission, but atleast she could ask how this so called Jason looks like right?

"Uh hum". Lucy cleared her throat again which made Henry to glance at her with his side gaze.

"Is there something you want Miss Brunette?". His formality was excess for her.

"Just call me Lu, it's what my friends use to address me" . She smiled at him and he felt uncomfortable. His life as a driver prevented ladies from smiling at him often yet this little girl permitted him to call her Lu.