CEO or MAFIA ?

CHAPTER 7

"Where am I gonna stay?" I asked.

"Here, in my house." He stated.

"Why here?" I couldn't help but ask.

I mean, he could make me stay in a nice hotel so that I could spend my days in Hawaii as vacations.

"Because I have to keep my eyes on you, I want you infront of my sight." He said and all I wanted to do was, roll my eyes.

I looked around his house, which was more like a resort, with the wooden furnitures, wooden floor and wooden showpieces all around. There was a huge glass window inside the lounge from which I could see the crystal blue pond, sunset rays falling on it, twinkling the water. And there were many different types of plants inside a beautiful brass pots.

"And what about my job,...you know your my boss." A small smirk curled up his lips.

"Don't worry Miss Nolan, I'll take care of it."

Good..

"Will I get my job,once I'm out of here?" I asked to clarify everything properly.

He nodded.

Good...Good..

"So, do you have anymore doubts?" He asked with his rich British accent.

"No" I smiled.
"I'll stay here." I bobbed my head up and down.

However I'll be safe here from Ashar dude's father..

He took the wireless telephone from the beside table and pressed a button,
"Send Daria in." he commanded to someone.

Within a minute Daria entered the lounge.
"Yes king?" Her eyes were fixed on the wooden floor.

Sheesh!! She is terrified of him..

"Show Miss Nolan her room." He commanded as she nodded still with her head down. He turned towards me with a stoic face.

a man void of emotions..

"And here..." he handed me my precious phone, which was snatched from me by that bitch.
"You can use your phone here and call anyone you want but.."

Freaking paused again..

And continued after a minute..

"...you cannot tell them about your whereabouts and about this whole thing. And if you did, you have to face the consequences." With a stern voice, he said.

Then what should I tell my friends about my vanishment..huh??

I knew better, so I kept my mouth shut prohibiting myself from asking that question.

And I just nodded to his statement.

"And Miss Nolan...-" he began again but...

"You can call me Naomi." I cut him off as I shrugged my shoulders.

"No first name basis with me, Miss Nolan. I'm your boss and your my employee, that's it. None of my employees gets to call me by my first name nor I call them by their first name......" he was giving me a long speech while my face was turning red due to embarrassment.

What did I expect him to say?

'Oh, okay Naomi, and now onwards you can call me Harold, after all we are friends from now on'

Was this what I expected?

Stupid Naomi, stupid stupidest Naomi.

He's as strict as Hitler.