CATHERINE POV
Unfortunately for me I couldn't come up with anything as a result of the continuous knock on the driver's window. With the side of my left eye I could see the intruder is a man. He must be one of those opportunists looking for naive rich women like me to mess with. Sorry to burst your bubble sweetheart, this fine wine has no time for cheap men. Out of frustration I wined glass down, enough for him to hear me.
"Hello, I am not interested, okay? so take your sweet talk somewhere else"
Finally I get the alone time I need to think, these days time seems not to be on my side, don't know why. How can I wake on time and still end up going to work, this is crazy. But the man refused to leave, instead he said something I didn't hear.
Slowly shaking my head, disappointed he is still here. His ego must be bruised badly,and he is ashamed. Well I don't care and I have no intention of stopping so I continued. But this time around, I want to see his face as I insult him. This will make me happy. Looking at him, I tried to speak but I couldn't. Words failed me.
Standing before me is the most handsome man I've ever seen. He has a long face, with a perfect masculine jaw that complimented his pointed nose, perfect pink lips, and nicely tanned skin. I tried to see the color of his eyes but I couldn't since I am still sitting in my car.
How can a stranger leave me speechless, no this can't be happening, Cathy pull yourself together. Behind this handsome face of his lies a wicked man who will only use me and dump, an opportunist. I need to put him in his place, yes this is exactly what I will do. So I stepped out of my car and stood facing him, but to see his face I had to strain my neck.
My God he is so tall, something like 6ft 6inh. Even with my heels I couldn't reach his neck, not to mention his head. Right now, I wish I was taller. Putting that thought behind me, I focused on the reason I stepped out of my car which was to set this sinfully handsome intruder straight.
"Listen to me okay, I know your type. You're nothing but a cheap man looking for rich girls like me. I am not interested, leave me alone, YOU'RE NOT MY TYPE!"
But instead of leaving me alone, he stood there looking lost, asking the most stupid question. Something like "Wait what? Me, are you talking to me?" Then he laughed, is he crazy or what? Now I am starting to get scared, what if he has bad intentions and wants to steal from me and then kill me. Although looking at his suit, it is designer and very expensive, I refuse to believe he is rich.
Maybe he borrowed it just to impress girls. Does he have to stoop this low, why don't he get a job. So angry I couldn't stand him anymore, I poked his chest with my index finger trying to provoke him and I said; "Yes you playboy, I am talking to you. Get your sorry ass self away from my face"
Done talking, I tried to walk past him but couldn't. I felt a strong hand pull me back to my former position until I was looking at him. Now I can see the color of his eyes, his beautiful green eyes filled with anger, as he looked at me with contempt.
"Who the hell do you think you are to walk away while I'm still talking?"
The coldness in his voice made me shiver in fear. The hairs on my body stood at the bloody look in his eyes, nothing I have ever seen. Oh no, I have made a mistake, I shouldn't have provoked him. I have awakened the beast. Stuttering. I tried to speak but couldn't, trembling in fear
"You care to explain to me why you parked your car on my spot even after seeing the boldly written sign 'do not park?'"
"What, I didn't see.." he cut me off without giving me a chance to speak.
"Of course, you're blind just as you're stupid to think I will try to hit on YOU." He said, mockingly, stressing the word You. All the while maintaining his calmness which I find very intimidating.
"I am not your type you say?" Scornfully he laughed, "Don't flatter yourself darling and listen to me. I can never hit on You because I don't settle for less not to mention insignificant, worthless thing like you"
Speechless, his words hit me hard. I fight the urge not to cry, I will rather die than give him the satisfaction of letting him see how much his words hurt me.
"Kindly re-park, I need to park my car" Coldly he said, then he turned and went to his car.
With the little pride left in me I entered my car, and re-parked somewhere else. All the while blaming myself. I can't believe I didn't see the sign boldly written in front of me. Worse, I concluded wrongly thinking he was trying to hit on me. He must be a VIP, no wonder he has a reserved parking space allocated for him. He might be an investor, and I thought he was poor.
I wanted to apologise but he won't give me an opportunity. What a waste of time, now I'm very late and I think I have insulted an important person who might be vital to the company. Great Cathy, great. My boss will never forgive me, first I am extremely late and now, I have insulted his business associate. A single tear fell down my face, quickly I wiped it off with the back of my hand.
Getting out of my car, I head to the entrance building with a straight face. Greeting the security men, I head towards the secretary to ask for directions to my office. Thanking her, I entered the elevator and pressed the button that leads to the CEO floor as instructed by her. That is where my office is since I am his PA.