His Obsession - Rose Marie Page 0,1
were caught fraternizing during business hours? Because I thought I told from the day I brought you on NOT the dress this way or wear shoes like that?” He licked his lips then frown while pointing at my cute yet very professional three inch heels. “It's highly unprofessional and your flirting and fraternizing has become-” he sweeps his eyes over me sneering harder “-a distraction.” Ugh to whom exactly?
“I'm sorry Mr. Stohurst I-” he raised his hand cutting off my excuse looking away from me. I swear it’s like this man hates hearing me speak. More like hates me.
“Excuses will not be tolerated Ms. Giles. I have no need for them, nor do I care to hear them.” He rolls eyes and waves his hand dismissing what I was going to say. His ass needs a good ol’ school Houston ass whooping WITH A SWITCH for how rude and dismissive he is. I don’t know how he grew up but my mama, aunts and grandma would NEVA allow me to act like this to people. This type of attitude was pick your own switch behavior. I’d make him skin it and make it nice and wet, so it stung as it hit his bottom.
How dare he tell me about the outfits I spend HOURS picking out due to my 38DD bust and size sixteen dress. With all the hips and ass I’m packing he better leave me alone. He’ll never know the struggle I go through to make myself “in compliance” to the dress code here at Stohurst Investments. I work my ass off to make sure I’m not a distraction, but for fuck’s sake there’s only so much a big girl that has been blessed with all the dangerous curves in the world can do. I’m tired of this same ol’ tirade from his trifling ass mouth. I should just walk out. Yeah get up right now and walk out Angel, you don’t deserve this shit. You’re the shit. You’re beautiful and you also have a right to feel beautiful. Damn!... then logic kicks in girl sit your ass down somewhere you also got bills.
“I’ll do better next time, Mr. Stohurst. Do you mind if I take a thirty-minute break to get myself together? I have a change of clothes in my car and-” again he holds his hand up cutting me off. Bastard.
“No, just go home and change. I’m sure the attire you have with you is just as inappropriate as what you have on now.” Excuse me?
“I’m sorry I don’t think I’ll be able to do that sir. I live over an hour away by the time I get back I’ll have missed half the day.” Is he joking? No way in hell I’m making that drive. I smile to show that I’m not trying to be insubordinate but that does nothing for him. He only frowns gapping his mouth open as if he’s shocked I didn’t simply listen to his request.
“That's not my problem Ms. Giles. You simply cannot walk around my office in what you have on. I won’t allow it.” I wish he’d stop repeating himself and actually listen to the words that are coming out of my mouth.
“Look, Mr. Stohurst I really do apologize but I honestly cannot go home and change. I checked the dress code meticulously when I was brought on your team. I personally don’t understand why I’m being singled out like this. I understand you may not appreciate the fact that I have a tad bit more fat on me than the average woman but listen here Mrs. Stohurst you CANNOT keep this biased behavior up. I’ve done nothing to warrant it and I am the most diligent contractor you have. Please understand that if you keep this up, I WILL file a complaint to Human Resources.” I know my rights asshole. He doesn’t even answer, me he only turns away from me from me facing the wall as if the mere sight of me disgust him.
“Fine, but I want you at your desk most of the day away from me...” ugh. “What about your shoes can you at least change those? Get some like Gina from downstairs wears.” Gina from downstairs wears flats because she broke her legs while skiing last month. This man can quite simply kiss my ass, though I do have a pair of flats in my car for when I planned to go shopping before going out with Nia tonight for her birthday. Damn