Slave to my Billionaire Boss

Chapter 5

It had been almost a year that Zenith had been working with the Rothschild group of companies and to everyone’s astonishment she was still there and nothing untoward had happened which had made her leave the job. All the employees of the company had come and seen her at least once. Some had even considered getting an autograph from the woman who dealt with Orlando Rothschild for a living but Maggie had absolutely forbidden it and no one had dared to do that.

“Good Morning Sir,” said Zenith as she woke up the man sleeping on the couch with a steaming mug of coffee.

It had been a long night and when Orlando had finally finished his work he found that it was almost four in the morning so he did not bother going back to his apartment rather he just unbuttoned his shirt and then slept on the couch for the night. What he did not know was Zenith had also stayed the night here itself but she had not been able to sleep or take rest in her chair.

“What are you doing here?” asked Orlando groggily as he opened his eyes and moaned at the smell of coffee.

“It is eight in the morning Sir and it is only an hour away from your Board meeting. SO I am here to wake you up from your sleep so that you can go home and freshen up while I can prepare all the files and the breakfast buffet for the meeting,” said Zenith as she tried hard to suppress a yawn which was going to accentuate the last part of her sentence.

Orlando did not say a word as he looked at his crumpled shirt and then took the coffee from his secretary’s hand and inhaled the aroma of the coffee.

“Where were you all night?” asked Orlando as he took a sip of the coffee.

“I did not leave Sir,” said Zenith softly.

“What do you mean by you did not leave? Where were you then? Where did you sleep?” asked Orlando with a curious expression on his face.

“I could not sleep Sir. Too much of the coffee. It was a sleepless night like any other and I finished everything that I was supposed to do once I came in today morning. So I am going to be under less pressure now. But please Sir, you must take a shower and change your clothes. You are not going to be able to make any kind of impression if you remain in these clothes,” said Zenith gesturing at his crumpled shirt and trousers.

Orlando looked at her with a darkening smile and said,” For someone who is not interested at all in me you are awfully interested in getting me out of my clothes today morning, don’t you think?”

Zenith looked at him and rolled her eyes in an exasperated manner.

“When are you going to stop saying all these things Sir?” asked Zenith as she took the coffee mug from him and started walking out of the office.

“The day when I am going to be able to bend you over on my knees and spank the hell out for your insolent behavior,” muttered Orlando under his breath. Zenith could not hear it but the sway of her hips in her pencil skirt since yesterday made him harden involuntarily. This woman was absolutely out of his control and it had been an entire year and still he had not been able to figure out what she exactly wanted.

But this was not the time to think about it any longer. She might be insolent but she was as always correct. He needed to go shower and change. Even though how much he disliked it he could not overlook the fact that the looks and presentation mattered a great deal when it came to trying to persuade people make things go his way. But the coffee had woken him up sufficiently and he flung the jacket over his shoulder and strode out of his office without even looking at the woman who had been slogging here since the last twenty-four hours. Sometimes Orlando felt like a slave driver but he could not do anything about it, could he?

“You could give her a holiday, you know?” came a voice out of nowhere and Orlando knew that his mind was speaking to him again. He sputtered like a child at the reflection of his own self in the mirror and then started unbuttoning his shirt. He dropped his clothes in the hamper outside the closet and then went inside the bathroom to shave and thought about the meeting that he was going to have for the day.

But that woman had not slept at all the entire night. He felt like an ass for the first time in his life. He at the least had gotten a few hours of sleep but she had not been able to rest at all and then again he was expecting her to be at full awareness and concentration.

The least he could offer her was a place to shower and freshen up and change her clothes into some things that he might have left over from the women he used to date and sleep with before putting them off after a few weeks.

He could not tolerate one woman for more than a few weeks in his life or bed. They tend to get clingy and that was something he hated to the boot.

He took is mobile kept on the granite slab and ringed the number of Zenith’s desk.

“Good morning. Welcome to Rothschild Group of Companies. Mr. Rothschild’s desk. How may I assist you today?” came on Zenith’s voice.

Orlando knew that she was going to say that and so he waited until she finished the whole thing.

“It is me Zenith. Listen, do one thing. Call Maggie and ask her to take over on your desk for an hour and come up to my apartment,” said Orlando as Zenith gasped out loud.

“Sir,” she sputtered in anger,” That is absolutely preposterous…how can you ever think that I am going to do something of the sort?”

“Zenith, I did not ask you to sleep with me goddamn it…you test my patience every single moment,” growled out Orlando as the razor cluttered in the sink from his hand making a clanging noise. She started mumbling something incoherent but then he again growled and she went absolutely quiet like a church mouse.

“You need a place to freshen up and a change of clothes just like I do Zenith Smith. My impression is dependent on your appearance as well. So get the f*****g hell out of your desk and get that ass up here right now within the next five minutes,” said Orlando in his loud voice as he disconnected the call.

God!!!! That woman was so damn infuriating that he felt like punching through the wall sometimes.

He finished shaving and a quick hot shower when he was in his towel and the doorbell rang. Orlando went down and opened the door to find a meek Zenith and she looked at Orlando and made a sound which felt like a moan and groan mixed together which she quickly covered up with a cough.

He smiled inwardly. It seemed that the Ice Princess was not as much as cold as she claimed to be. It was not going to be very tough to bring her upon her knees in front of her then.

“Don’t be standing there like an i***t Zenith. Come inside,” said Orlando as he did not even look back at her.

Zenith came inside and locked the door.

“So there is the guest room in the right side of the apartment. You are going to find some clothes for women in the closet. Pick something of your size and cut. There might be some make-up stuff as well in the bathroom cabinet. So please try and make yourself look good,” said Orlando as he went inside the room in order to dress.

Zenith stood in the middle of the living room and fumed at the arrogance of the man. He was an utter and impeccable and impossible cad of a human being. But she could not just storm in his room and speak her mind. Could she now?

Her night had been without sleep and her back was killing her from that hard backed chair. She did not know how she adjusted to this man every single day and it was now close to a year that she was doing this. She had thought that I would have become easier with time but every single day this man made a different way of making herself feel bad about herself. It was like whatever she might do nothing would make her up to his standards.

And she was nursing a crush for her boss. That realization certainly did not help her at all.

She walked in the direction of the bedroom that Orlando had shown and found that there were variety of designer clothes in the closet which she could not even buy even on her one year’s salary. This man was sincerely insane. He could feed a war torn and ravaged country with the money he has but no…what did he spend on? Clothes for one night stands!!!

She opened the bathroom door and shed her clothes before walking in the shower. The warm water cascaded on her body as she opened the shower and Zenith made a moaning sound involuntarily. It felt so good to feel the water on her skin. Her muscles were starting to relax and she felt that she could spend an hour here soaking in the warm water but a knock on the bathroom door reminded her that she had a boss who was waiting there.

“I wish I could do something which would get me a day off,” muttered Zenith as she stepped off from the shower.

But she had no idea that her boss had been able to hear her wishes. And he smiled at her without her knowledge.

It was game time.