The Billionaire’s P.A Episode 56



I face palm myself mumbling a few curse words to my subconscious. I should’ve kept my big mouth shut. Heaven knows what he’ll do next.

“Repeat what you said Miss Salvatore.”

He demands folding his arms.

“It’s nothing Sir.”

“You think I’m an angry wolf?”

“No Sir. Definately not.”

I shake my head Vigorously.

“Lying to me wouldn’t help. Speak freely.”

“Actually, it’s nothing.”

“I order you to tell me the truth.”

I gulp hard.

“Well, obviously you’re angry. You fired that lady because of your annoyance. You’re shouting at me for the same reason and it makes people annoyed. We’re not your punching bag or something.”

I finish in one breath.

“Is that what you think? I’m angry?”

“It’s obvious Sir.”

“Alright then. You may leave.”

The expression on his face is plain. Mine is that of surprise. I expected tongue lashing or maybe firing but this is just weird.

“What about the coffee Sir?”

His head is back to facing the paper work on his desk.

“Leave it. Find that lady’s number. Offer her my heartfelt apologies and ask her to come back first thing tomorrow morning.”

He states still bowing his head.

“Okay Sir.”

I say still in a confused state. I walk out of his office and closed the door behind me.

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By my calculations, I’ve been here for a total of three days. The guys let me out so I can survey the place. So far, I’ve seen no possible means of escape. I cook my own meals and the house is guarded by at least four hefty men.

It’s four in the morning and I’m still staring at the ceiling. I’m tired or being cooped up in here wondering what’s happening in the outside world. I can’t take it anymore.

Deciding to get some fresh air, I step out of my bed opening the door to my room. Getting a glass of juice from the kitchen, I watch the front door which is always locked. The house doesn’t have a back door so like I said, no means of escaping.

Just then, the door knob twists. I duck down and watch the door open. One of the men steps in with some groceries leaving the door unlocked. I watch him move to the rooms where the other men are still leaving the door unlocked.

In that second, I just have one thought in mind, run. I did just that. I got up from my hiding spot and made a run for the door. I ran out without looking back. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me not knowing where I was but not caring either. I just ran. I enjoyed the sweet taste of freedom.