Chapter 3 Haven''t you done enough?


    I had my lunch at a coffee shop at the corner of the road, Twinkle. The ce sell the second best


    coffee in thw square and the best of best pastries. What I love about Twinkle, they weren''t very


    expensive because thepetition they have with simr stores. They had to price reasonable or else


    they would lose all their costumers amd would also lose they''re business.Keeping the price low were


    the best solution.


    I came back from lunch to find out from Larry, ''the mail boy'' that Mr. Ryan wanted to speak to me.


    In the movies when your  boss wants to speak to you it was never something good. I knew something


    bad was going to happen. I could sense trouble. But my mind linger on what could i possibly do wring


    from Mr. Ryan to ask Larry to seek me. He knew I alwayse back on lunch on time.


    I walked to the elevator contemting what i did wrong since week. He had ask me to deliver some


    files to Dale''s Corp. Although he told me to give Mr. Dale directly I didn''t. Mr. Dale was in a meeting so i


    felt the file with his secretary instead. That was onky thing I think of that I didn''t do as told.


    I sigh when the elevator doors open, not bothering to go to my deak, I went straight to Mr. Ryan''s office.


    After knocking on his door, I heard his deep voice say, "Come in." I flinch and enter.


    I saw a man with dark, silky hair. He was facing my boss but turn as soon as I waspletely in the


    office with the door closed behind me.


    I couldn''t help but stare at him behind my sses. He wouldn''t know unless he was staring at me too.


    One phrase to describe him. Sexy Beast.


    This dude was Apollo himself. He had handsome written all over. His dark brown hair was neatly


    shaved. His cheeks bones well define and his eyes, his eye are the most beautiful pair of green obs,


    I''ve ever seen. It was not light green, it was simr to the color of a Caribbean beach, aqua or maybe


    emerald I am too far away to determine exactly what color it was.


    Beautiful eyes.


    I shake my head slightly then turn my gaze to my boss. Anger was evident in his eyes.


    "Ms. Bisson. I think it''s time for you to pack your bags and leave thispany. You''re fired." Mr. Ryan


    said.


    "What!" I choked out, "What did I do? I''ve being a good assistant- secretary. I''ve done everything for


    you and Sarah gave me to do. Mr. Ryan you can''t do this to be. I need this job." I was now directly in


    front of his desk, I was trying hard not to cry. I need this job it is my mines of survival. Even if it meant I


    am to beg, I will.


    "Ms. Bisson, I can''t have a woman who abandons her child working for me. I believe a child needs


    his/her parent when growing up and I .."


    I cut him off with my shout, "What?" Iughed and continued.


    "Mr. Ryan you''ve must be mistaken. I''ve never given birth to a child before, hell I''ve never being


    pregnant. I don''t even have a boyfriend," I am, after all, a virgin.


    "Ms. Bisson are you saying that Mr. Carter is lying." My boss pointed to the man in Armani. I turned


    around to face Sexy Beast also called Mr. Carter.


    I looked at Mr. Carter and then said. "You told him I have a child?" I fix my sses up my face and look


    at the man again. I look at his features intently.  "Wait a minute, you''re the man who was following me


    yesterday. How dare you tell him I have a child?" I said in rage as I  pointed my finger close to his face.


    "Alliyah, I .." Mr. Carter said.


    "My name is Kalliyah, ah for god sake, my sister''s Alliyah." I rified. There he goes again making


    the same mistake.


    "Ms. Bisson whether it''s your sister or not, you''re still fired. Larry will escort you out the building." Mr.


    Ryan said.


    "Mr. Ryan please I need..," I started but was cut off.


    "Ms Bisson it''s all set. Once a man with high status in the country gives a bad name to you, I can no


    longer employ you. I can''t let because of you mypany goes dowm the drain, all that I''ve worked


    for. No. No Ms. Bisson it will not happen. Now leave before I have security escort you out instead. I''m


    sure, you don''t want to make a scene so I suggest you leave immediately." His words hitting me. Of


    course I didn''t want a scene, especially in this building. The workers didn''t know the meaning of


    privacy. They''ll all linger in your business and talk about you until a new source of interestes.


    I did the best think, I turned around and stared at my stalker then I walked out of the office. I hurriedly


    collect my things from the deak that was once mine and then exit the building without any further


    would forever be with me if I did because stains don''t leave, they stay.


    I let the tears fall as I walked the busy streets of New York. Persons past by me and gave weird me


    looks and I said "What are you looking at?" yes , who wouldn''t? All I think about is what am I going to


    do, my rent was too expensive, food for my dog and cat. Hell! Food for myself. Jeans will probably put


    me out his apartment. What I am going to do? They persons who watch me as I pass can''t help me.


    Just as I''m about to enter the subway,  I heard someone shout my name. I turned to see Mr. Carter


    running to me. Not him again!  What does he want? He made me lose my job, my life couldn''t get


    worse than it already is now.


    I didn''t wait until he reached me. I turned an entered the subway. Half way on the steps, I felt someone


    grip my hands. I turned around to see no one but the Sexy Beast himself. That fit him, sexy beast. He


    was sexy and he was the beast he made me lose my job.


    "What do you want from me? Haven''t you done enough?" I shouted at him. His green eyes staring


    into my grey ones. He has beautiful eyes. I could see them clearly now. But I don''t care. He made me


    lose my job.


    "I can help you," his voice calm like he didn''t care that he was the reason I was jobless. "Youe


    with me to the coffee shop across the street and I''ll tell you why I''m here." Mr. Carter stated.


    I wonder what his first name is. UGH? What am I saying? He made you lose your job the most


    important thing in your life.


    Get a grip on yourself. My inner voice said. He''s a dickhead that''s what he is. Yes. Now you''re on the


    right track.


    "Okay, but don''t try anything I have a teaser, and I''m not afraid to use it." I red him in the eyes and


    remove my arms from his grip. "Let''s go," I epted his offer because i really needed to know why I


    know longer have a job and why he keeps calling me Alliyah. For some reason I think he might just


    have mistaken me for my sister. My bitch of a sister.