Chapter 7 - Fired

“Good morning, Sir Liam and Ms.?”

“Cellia, this is my godsister Francesca Garcia.” He put too much emphasis on the word sister and she had to cringe. His voice still seemed irritated and he was still masking a frown. “She will be working here as my personal assistant. Teach her how to work the machines and to handle my schedules.”

“Surely, sir.”

Liam briefly looked at Frankie before he let go of her hand and went inside another door with his name on it. She was left standing in front of Cellia’s table wondering what the hell happened.

“He really has the ability to make you wonder what the hell happened, right?” She turned her head at the beautiful woman probably in her forties. Cellia squinted her eyes probably to look at her more closely.

“I’ll call the assets department to put in another table for you.” That was when Liam peeked from his office.

“Cellia, her table should be here inside my room.”

“Right on it, boss!” He went back inside without even a glance at Frankie who seem to be regaining her ability to think as the minutes passed.

“Francesca, while I’m calling the assets department, why don’t you go to the pantry to make some coffee for Liam? It’s just in the next room beside ours.”

“Please call me Frankie. Would you want one as well?”

“No dear, of course not. You’re serving him and not me. I’m okay.” Cellia smiled at her and she felt at ease. Maybe her first day at work would not be as bad as she thought it would be. Frankie removed Liam’s jacket before she left the room. She heard a soft chuckle and said “Now I know why he’s pissed.” from Cellia when she saw her dress.

“Frankie, you may want to wear that coat or else Liam would storm out of his room when he sees you.” Frankie’s forehead creased in confusion and Cellia continued, “He has eyes everywhere. He can view all parts of this floor with his cellphone.”

Frankie groaned but still did not wear the coat. She would give him a hard time and she would start now. She went out of the room and to the pantry. Because bad luck is always on her side, there were two men inside the room waiting for the coffee to brew in the two high end coffee makers. The effect of her dress on them were evident with the way they blatantly stared at her chest. She wanted to piss Liam off but not to the extent that he would punch other people, so she ignored them and stayed at the farthest side of the pantry to wait for the coffee. She took one of the mugs there and waited. She kept her back at the two men.

“Miss, are you new here? We haven’t seen you before.” She cursed as she felt one of the men walked closer and she felt them staring at her bare back and probably feasting at looking at her ass. She pitied them for their fate.

“And you will never see her again. Don’t wait for coffee. You are both fired!” Francesca knew that it would happen even before it did and it made her smile.

“But Sir—“ He looked at the two men with his signature tiger look that said, this is my prey go find yours. They scampered off the room like kittens.

“Come on, let’s go get coffee somewhere else while we shop for your clothes.” He covered her back with his coat but she removed it.

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing? They seem to be enjoying it.” He placed the jacket back on her shoulder and firmly held her arm so she would not remove the added layer of clothing.

“That’s what’s wrong! Nobody should be looking at you.” He stared at her lividly and she had to smirk at him.

“Aside from you?” He groaned and pulled her out of the room. “What about your meetings? Don’t you have some today?”

“I freaking cancelled all of them! Come on, Francesca. Don’t make me say it twice. Besides, we’ll be leaving for Australia tomorrow. I checked with your father and he said you can go.”

She knew her father would not interfere with her this time. It was part of their deal. She felt relieved that she’s starting to get into Liam’s skin and gain his attention, which are some of her goals when she agreed to stay with him.