《Mr. Control Freak ✔》C H A P T E R 9
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AMELIA'S POV
I was in the air when I felt something hard touch my butt.
Yes you got that right. TWICE. I fell twice.
I just fell down on my butt
Hard
From a chair
Just in front of my boss
On my very first day
"Oww..!!" I squealed rubbing my newly sore butt,
"Great. Just great." I muttered as I looked around the files which were now all scattered around me with papers shuffled in them. I looked up and saw Alarick clutching his beautiful and silky brown hair in his hands.
God where did that come from?!
Shut up!
I an instant he was right in front of me. Grabbing me by my arm, he pulled me up and begin dragging me towards the door.
"What are you doing? I want those files!" I almost snapped as I begin struggling in his steel grip.
Throwing me out of his room he slammed the door shut in my face.
What a douchebag!
Should I be worried about my boss throwing me out of the room twice in a day?
I rolled my eyes and went straight to my room.
"FINE! If he doesn't want me to do any work. I'll not do any of his work." I grumbled as I sat on my chair crossing my arms over my chest. He hired me, he doesn't want me to do any work, all fine with me.
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I did nothing.
Nothing.
On my first day.
He didn't even call me after throwing me out of the room. And now here I was sitting on the floor with all my deary dear kids around me.
"Tara and Madeleine do your work. Stop messing with George."
These kids were never serious about studies. And sometimes I had to scold them too and then buy them chocolates for scolding as they wouldn't talk to me then. I only have these three kids in my home every evening but I want more. Not because of money just because I love their company. They are just adorable. They are my lifeline.
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"GEORGE! DON'T MOVE. " I screamed as George's foot was just near the red paint and it was near Tara's notebook. I quickly got up but before I could reach the spot, the damage had been done.
"GEOOOORRRGEEEEE!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs which caused him to run and hide behind the couch.
I huffed loudly and grabbed Tara's copy.
"Oh god! It's a rough copy." Relief flooded through me as I went back to sit on the floor.
"George. Come here." I said as I narrowed my eyes at his small figure.
A little smile crept over my lips at his childish behavior.
"Come out. I won't scold."
"Really?" He asked with a little shaky voice giving me his puppy eyes.
"Yeah. Come here and finish your work." I just smiled as I cleaned Tara's copy with bunch of tissue papers.
He took small steps and sat beside me.
"Okay now-" I was interrupted by the sudden beep of my door bell.
"I am just coming." I abruptly stood up and trotted over the door. I peeped through the hole and I saw a man dressed quite formally.
I opened the door.
"Yes?"
"Hey. I am from the Knight's"
I gaped at him as if he had grown two heads.
"Umm..you're a home tutor?" He asked awkwardly.
"Yes."
"Are you taking in kids?"
My heart fluttered.
"Yes! Of course. Come in." I stepped aside.
He entered the house looking around as if judging.
"Please sit here." I said gesturing towards the couch.
"You only have three kids?"
I looked at him wide eyed.
"Oh I mean you teach only three kids?"
Oh..
"Yeah, this is my sister" I started pointing at Madeleine, "And rests are from the neighbors."
"Can you take in another kid?" He said as he leaned back into the couch.
"Yeah where's the kid?"
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"Dwayne?" He looked back, "Oh god!" His eyes widened and he rushed towards the door and abruptly opened it revealing a little boy standing there with a beautiful red rose in his hand.
"Dwayne?" He called him and he looked up at me with sparkling brown eyes. His brown hair were messy and he had a very familiar features.
I gulped as I memorized who had those features. I walked towards him and grabbing his little hand in mine I guided him towards the couch but he freed his hand and ran towards Madeleine. I was looking at him with amused eyes as he handed the red rose to her and came back to me. Kneeling down in front of him, I smiled at him while he returned me a sheepish smile.
How adorable!
"What's your name little one?" I asked as I guided him to the couch.
"Dwayne Knight." He answered and I skipped a heartbeat.
Knight? Don't tell me he's his son. Really? Oh god he resembles him so much.
"Hmm how old are you?" I said as I took a place on couch beside him.
"I am seven years old."
I chuckled lightly, "You're cute."
His brows furrowed, "I am not cute. I am handsome."
I laughed out loud as he continued,
"My uncle told me that men aren't cute they're handsome." He said with angry look.
"Oops sorry my handsome little man. Who's this uncle of you?" I asked as curiosity filled me.
"Uncle Alarick." He smiles as he face shone brightly with his adorable grin.
My eyes almost popped out at his name.
"Oh..So you want me to teach you?"
"Yes." He said as he placed his hand on his chest.
"Perfect. We will start from tomorrow?" I asked as he nodded.
I looked up at the man standing beside us.
"Um...Is anything else we should discuss Mr.."
"Brett. I am Isaac Brett. I am Mr. Knight's head bodyguard."
"Oh..."I muttered.
"Okay so where's his mother?" I asked as I mentally slapped myself for not asking earlier.
"She's not in the town. But Mr. Knight will pay you for teaching him daily. Including Sundays."
I nodded as he continued,
"Please fill the salary column you require here in this file and sign here." He said handing me a pen and a file.
"Why I have to do this?"
"It's an agreement that you will not abuse the child and never use harsh words. And you will not leave the job until Mr. Knight wants you to teach Dwayne." He explained in extremely professional tone.
I glared at him, "I am not that low of a person. I can never hurt these kids. And I have no problem teaching him until Mr. Knight wants. I am not going to argue on that because I know he is a total control freak...!"
"I think you shouldn't have said that because this conversation is being recorded." He said pulling out a recorder from his pant pockets, "Anyway sign here please."
I gawked at him with my mouth hanging down.
"Close your mouth Miss."
I abruptly closed my mouth.
Oh my! I just called him a control freak! He will fire me.
Shut up! He isn't your boss right now.
"Oh!" I smacked my head and quickly signed the papers after reading them thoroughly.
I handed the papers back to Mr. Brett and looked at Dwayne.
"See you tomorrow." I said as I offered him a high five and he returned it enthusiastically.
Whoopiii! Another kid...
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