~~~~~~~~~Samantha~~~~~~~~~~

Ok, so let's see what the bitch looks like, I said talking to myself as soon as Oliver left the room. I turned Oliver's laptop screen towards me and entered the password. I scanned the desktop and found a folder named 'PROPOSAL' at right hand corner of the screen. I wish I could delete it.

I opened the folder with a heavy heart. There were two files in it one image and the other one a word file. I immediately opened the image file and as soon as the image appeared on the screen my jaw dropped to the floor. It was a picture of exceptionally hot chick. She was a red head, had sharp features. Large cat eyes with long eye lashes, a sharp nose and carved lips. Her hair was tied in a beautiful bun and she was wearing no makeup or so it seemed to me.

There is no way I could succeed in making Oliver hate her. She was too beautiful to be true. I couldn't bear the pain which I was feeling in my heart by imagining Oliver with her. I closed the file and flipped the laptop screen down with a thud. I was fighting hard to stop the tears but couldn't hold them for long as tears started flowing down my cheeks and I stood up from my chair towards the window. I kept staring outside for I don't know how long as I could hardly feel or see anything apart from the pain I was experiencing at the moment. My thoughts were broken when I heard my phone ringing. I moved back to check who it was. I felt a sharp heartache seeing his name flashing on the screen. I wiped my tears, and coughed a little to sound as normal as I could and pushed the received button.

"Yes Sir?"

"Miss Ryan, did you check the files?"

"Ummm... Yes Sir I did", I replied hesitatingly.

"Good. Please let me know if you have any questions. Also, an urgent meeting has come up so I am leaving for Paris tonight. Cancel all my plans for the day. This is important. I'll be back by tomorrow evening so it would be better if you would prepare a checklist for all the things to be done. We can discuss it when I'll be back."

"Ok Sir."

"Ok then Miss Ryan. Good day!", and he hung the phone while I kept holding it on my ears for a few more minutes, his voice still echoing and haunting me.

There was a time when I used to die to hear his voice. My face used to lit up automatically when I used to see his name flash on my phone screen. And now I am terrified to see the same. To hear his voice. All because it all reminds me of my broken heart and dream. I always thought that he was out of my league. That he could never love a girl like me. He is rich and I am poor. He his god fearing handsome hunk and i am an ugly duckling. He is successful in everything he does, I am a brand ambassador of the word 'failure'. We were no match for each other but still at one small corner of my heart there was still a little hope that may be he could be mine. Maybe we could have a future together. But now even that slightest hope was gone too.

I couldn't curse myself more. What was I thinking. How could I even dare to dream of having him. He could never be mine. I was never meant to be his. And why and how did I think of doing something so evil. I was ready to go any far to destroy his dreams to satisfy mine. This is not love. I love him and can never harm him. I cannot be the person responsible for breaking his heart. He loves this girl and he deserves such a girl. He deserves happiness and I'll make sure to make his dream come true. I'll do everything I can to make his proposal successful and memorable.

I opened the laptop again to check the other doc files in that folder. There was a word file which had information about the girl. Her name was Julianne Tucker. She was 27. She was a Junior scientist at Institute of Virology, California. I realised that Oliver and Julianne were school mates once. She was visiting New York not just to meet Oliver, but she had to attend some seminar at the Central Science Institute in the city. I googled her name and was surprised to see a full page dedicated to her achievements on Wikipedia. She has many discoveries to her credit. Of course I couldn't understand most of it but it appears to be a great deal. She is a perfect example of beauty with brains. She belongs to a very affluent family. Her father is a proud owner of hotel chains all across America. Her mother is a famous socialiet. There was an image of the Tucker's mansion. It was like a mini kingdom. I wonder why rich people need such big houses when they hardly have time to spend living there.

It made me remember my childhood. I was mostly raised by mother alone after my dad died when I was five. We had to move from places to places as Mom never had a permanent job. But no matter wherever we went our house was never bigger than one bedroom. We had a single bed for both of us and an attached kitchen most of the time. My mother worked very hard to meet the ends. But she never let me compromise on my studies and made sure I always get the best education. But life became more challenging as I grew up. College fees was too high and mom's health did not allow her to work anymore so I had no other option but to search for a job to complete my graduation. I was lucky to get a job at Taylor's as the salary was more than enough for all my needs.

Of course I could have switched to another job with a higher salary after I completed two years here but I didn't want to move away from Oliver. I don't even remember now when actually I fell in love with him. I think I liked him from the day one but it was more like an infatuation until that day when mom had a heart attack and I had to leave without informing him. He was so mad at me when I came back. I had never seen him so furious before. He threw my expelling letter on my face. Of course I understand that it was very unprofessional of me to do such a thing. But I had no time to inform him or to even text him later. I was so worried, terrified to lose my mom that nothing else mattered then. I was hardly holding up my tears when he threw the letter on my face. I couldn't control anymore and blurted out weeping and fell on the floor. He immediately sensed something was not right and asked me what the matter was holding me up. I chocked up telling him everything and he held me tightly in his arms consoling and apologizing me for his actions. Being my boss he could have just allowed me a leave of few days and some monetary help but he personally went to the hospital and met my mom. He consulted her doctors and then got her moved to a better hospital all on his expenses. He even accompanied me that night in the hospital for some support. That day I saw the real Oliver and realised that he not only had a beautiful face but a beautiful heart as well. He touched my soul that day and I changed forever since then. He was no more just my hot boss since then but the love of my life. And as far as I know my love for him has grew up thousand times since then. I love him so much that it hurts to see him with someone else but it will hurt even more if he gets a heartache.

I flipped the screen down and opened the notepad on my cellphone to jot down the checklist with a heavy heart.

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