“What ew, no.” I let out without thinking, pushing him away with all my strength. Believe me, this was one of the hardest things, I have done today.

Feeling insanely aroused, yet pushing the mighty cause away.

However, this was a workplace. Anyone could walk in dammit!

“Let’s go to your office then.” he suddenly chimed in; his rough voice laced with wanting.

Was he serious about wanting to fuck me?

“Hmm-hm.” I cleared my voice, before continuing.

“My office has about six occupants as the Junior editor, sir Colton. Besides, I believe what happened was a mistake. There shouldn’t be a repeat of it in future, sire.” I breathed out, straightening my violet gown and glasses.

I came down from the conference table, but it seemed like I was the short type, so I had a little difficulty in stabilizing my shoes on the ground.

“Here,” he said, moving to help me but I rolled the other direction to avoid his touch. The effect made me, fall on my ankles.

“Dammit! Dammit!” I seethed in pain, rubbing my ankles. I slowly moved to stand up, dusting my gown. And thankfully it was not sprained.

“Are you okay?” he suddenly moved towards, with a growl which made me narrow my eyes. I took a step back from him only to hear another impatient growl coming from him.

“Umm…yeah.” I let out, suspiciously looking at him.

Did he possess DID? Why the sudden change in demeanor and expression?

This man was so different from the one that wanted to insert his mighty tool in me, few seconds ago…

He looked sort of powerful.

“I-I believe we should start with the books you want to edit, in a more professional space.”

“Ah yes, we should.” Colton retorted, with an amused look. With one painful glare at his pink lips I had just been insanely kissing, I hurriedly walked towards the door. Opening it, I moved to go but noticed he hadn’t been following me at all.

“Come on!” I exclaimed, to bring him from whatever thoughts he was lost in. Mr Colton followed after me, in immaculate and noble steps that minute.

….

I yawned in boredom at the amount of workload I was newly given. Sometimes, I just think that I’m not paid enough for the expanse of work, given to me in Zeguin Publishers.

That better change, from the amount, that this billionaire Author threw at them, today…

Speaking of Colton, he left after giving me proceedings on what he wanted me to do.

“Crazy Alpha Lockhart.”

An annoying voice chirped from behind me. I inhaled, gritting my teeth at the comment of Colton’s piece I was presently reading.

“Martinnn…” I trailed out, giving him a death glare.

He was really disturbing my inner peace when I was trying to work.

“What’s your secret, Rias? I wanna be like you.” he commented.

“Huh? What do you mean?” I slurred, tearing a bag of chips just beside me and sticking one in my mouth.

“You are literally a goddess we look up to, ever since today.” he said, dreamily taking a chair and sitting beside me. “How did you even manage to get the attention of Colton Stone? He practically ignores every publishing company. And a small one like ours? You’re a miracle, Gremory!”

I scrunched my bag of chips, smiling stupidly at his compliment.
Now anyone would probably humbly retort to that.
But the truth was, I rarely got compliments.

And when I did, I held on to it for a long time. In my dreamy world of Rias…

Hurray! I am a goddess! Mighty Rias, of Zeguin! For I am your Queen and you should bow down to me—

“You’re drooling.” Martin chuckled, bringing me out of my daydream to reality.

“Am I?” I said, at alert. After realizing that I had just embarrassed myself, I decided to catch him off guard too.

“Wait, is that a vintage sweater on a neon green, shirt?” I scrunched my nose asking him. I smirked when his face turned into a nervous shade of red.

“W-why? Do I look bad?” Martin cried out, desperately.

“Horrible combination.”

I licked my lips, retorting. Literally ignoring my conscience, voicing out the words, ‘what do you know about fashion, Rias?”

“Oh no…can’t believe Vivian saw me like this! I would be right back.” he rushed out saying, going to the direction of the restroom.

As he did, I heard imaginary applauses in my head, knowing I just won this round. Vivian was his office crush. Perfect figure, hourglass shape and long legs.

I was kind of the opposite of Vivian.

While the office men fell at her feet, they pushed mine away.

And I kinda hated her. Not that she did anything to me. It was just that she was auburn haired too. And that occurrence made people compare the both of us together. While they called her the ‘pretty auburn’, I was the ‘ordinary and weird auburn’, who used glasses.

With this sad thought, I closed my book, about to cry.

“Hey Reyna. Wanna meet up for some beer and chicken?” I phoned my best friend saying. Luckily, it was 4pm and work ended by this time. It meant I could go home.

“S-sure, deal!” Reyna said.

I hung up, carrying my hand bag and tucking the script I had to edit in my bag.

I thought of dad and his intended marriage to Karen, as I walked to the bus stop. I surely didn’t have money for cab, unlike this morning.

I looked ahead to the arriving bus, with a gust of wind blowing my auburn hair sideways. A large number of people highlighted from it. I confusingly tried to maneuver my way through, however, someone huge hit me.

Before I knew, I had landed on the floor on my buttocks, with the contents of my hand bag spilling out. Some hand clothed with black gloves, snatched Colton’s script before running swiftly.

Before I realized what was happening, the supposed person had gone a bit far.

“Omg! Stop! That isn’t yours?”

“Stooooppp!!!” I exclaimed bitterly, knowing I was in trouble.

***

Would appreciate a vote, if you liked this chapter (clicking the little star below)
Decided to give three updates, as a result of my lack of updating. Hope you liked it❤️❤️