THE DEVIL'S LOVER
Part 7's. Playboy Smile's

I wait for who dares to look for trouble with me again, who knows there are more additions in these few days. But maybe because the provocateur alone does not dare anymore then some days the atmosphere is rather calm.

But why didn't the Devil move to avenge me, I wonder now. But my curiosity didn't last long. He came to me two days later.

"Miss, Mr. Montgomery wants to see you." He finally showed up. Let's welcome him, if he wants to raise a white flag. If so, it would be too disappointing.

"Mr Montgomery, what's wrong?"

When he finally appeared in front of me I pretended to be busy with my documents. He's sitting in front of me now. The perfume makes you have to see it. Why is the smell so good.

"Who's behind you so you can be supported by Alan?"

"Truth and rule enforcement." I'm being a patriotic ass, not going to answer him let him think I'm all complicated. "Why do you have to know who's behind me, what you're doing is wrong, even if you're going to inherit the biggest stake in this hotel, it's still wrong. Like I said here there's at least 60% that isn't your personal money. That's not enough as a basis. If you want to have fun just use your money instead of someone else's money." I'm giving him a long lecture now.

"Gabriel's CEO seems to be supporting you?" He made a guess. If he finds out who ordered me is his own father and mother, he'll get the real surprise . I let out a breath.

"You don't know you're complicating everyone's work, if you want to obey the rules, then our problems are over. I don't understand why you should use company money. Besides, how good is it that you reward women with those gifts."

"That's my business." The devil, he will not give up easily.

"Then all right, your transgression is my business. Simple is not." He called me a witch. Let's magic him into a ugly prince because he doesn't carry his witness card. Without money any handsome man looks ugly.

³"How old are you?" Why is he asking my age.

"My money?"

"Why can a woman as young as you sit in the Director's chair? You're keeping one of the shareholders?" Now that my emotions are up, apparently that's what he's been thinking about me all along.

"The only way you think that woman doesn't have a career? You think that woman just stops at the secretary and assists, if you surround yourself with that kind of woman, it's clearly your own fault." He underestimated women, too used to belittling women.

"Ohh right? You were only 33 years old when you were appointed as the finance director of the western region.33 years... Wow, are you a financial genius, I'm not very familiar with the west, maybe I should find out your information is close to whose shareholders?"

If he finds out I'm close to his mom and dad, he's gonna have a stroke. I'm a recipient of a foundation education scholarship run by her Uncle to High School, even going to Stanford with foundation recommendations. But the accusation that I'm using dirty means is outrageous. And it was said without evidence. I stood up and gave him a look I'd make this a personal matter.

"You hear I'm the honorable Mr. Montgomery, I've been working for 21 years, I've had a 12-year career, my first position as a junior assistant director of finance, in 5 years later became the main assistant Director of finance, and 7 years later became the intercessor of the Director of finance. I'm from a poor family, I pay for my family, the work I get is everything to me, I treat my work above all else, unlike you who have everything from your family, I give 200% to my work, I give 200% to my work, so you ... Mr. Montgomery, don't equate me with pretty girls who give up on you for an LV bag. I don't open my legs just to be assistant with an LV bag, baj*dinger like you never appreciate a hardworking woman. You're clear!" I ran across the table and pointed it directly in his face.

Surround her? I'm not afraid to touch her! Obviously I want to offend him, he also offended me blatantly.

He was silent but didn't answer me. Now it's personal. I really hate this Devil, I don't like him personally, after this my judgment will be completely bad for him.

"You're done?! If you have, you can get out of my room!" I pointed at the exit. "You hear me, if I find in my credit card report next month anything that's not for the benefit of the company I'll permanently close your card! You remember that, you think I don't dare close your card."

He did not answer, what else was he waiting for? He wants me to throw him with one of the document binders on my desk. Facing this demon turns out to make you think of the worst way.

"Fine.fine, I'm wrong I'm sorry, I just suspect why you could be the director at 33." Surprise she's sorry. But it's all too late

He thinks he's just sorry to solve the problem. Sorry, not serious.

"You can get out now."

"How about I buy dinner for an apology."

"What?" Now she thinks I'm expecting dinner with her?! This bastard will spread that I am also fascinated with him. He thinks he can handle me that way.

"You think I expected it. You think I'm hoping to have dinner with you?"

"This is for apology. It doesn't matter if you expect it or not. I'm sorry I offended you."

"I don't think it's an apology unfortunately. You can come out." I keep pointing at the exit.

"Yes well, maybe next time."

"Nothing next time."

"That's just dinner, any place you want me to be really sorry."

"It takes more than dinner to apologize to me. Now get out, I don't expect you to apologize to me anyway." Now that he's smiling, I hate this pretentious smile of understanding. Really hate a playboy who thinks all women are easy, just needs good looks and money.

Ban*gsat like that feels familiar in my life story.

connect tomorrow----