CHAPTER 2

LILY'S POV :-

I looked up to see a very tall building standing in front of me. It must have minimum 60 floors. Maybe even more than that. But not less than 60. I bet. Let's see who wins?

'Who are you betting with Lily?' My inner demon scoffed at me. Why can't it agree with me just for once? Yes. I have a habit of arguing with my inner demon, who always opposes me, no matter what I do.

'With you, stupid inner demon,' I rolled my eyes at it and looked at my wrist watch only to realize that it was already 10.50 am and my interview starts at sharp 11.00 am at the top floor of the building as warned by the lady who called yesterday. Shit! I might get late, looking at the huge number of floors I have to climb. Okay fine, the elevator has to climb, but even elevator takes time to climb.

I kept on walking till I reached the huge main door of the building, which was completely made up of transparent glass. As I was about to open the door, a watchman opened it for me. I thanked him and made my way towards the receptionist, who was sitting there, displaying her almost naked breasts, for every man who passed through that area. Well, is this some kind of stripper office?

'What is stripper office, buddy? When and where did you invent this term?' My inner demon asked me. Not again.

'Can't you just keep your mouth shut even for one second? Shut it yourself before I force you to do so. And don't you dare disturb me again till this entire interview gets over. I am already nervous and you are not helping me by being sarcastic.' I replied.

'Whatever! Go ahead,' it told me.

"Umm.. I am here for an interview for the position of PA...," I was telling the receptionist when suddenly both of us heard a loud noise. Maybe everyone present there might have heard the noise.

I turned around to find a girl sitting on the ground, with the support of her butt. And there was some liquid, which I guess was coffee, spilled all around her. As her left side was facing me, I couldn't see her face properly. A man, with a black aviator, was standing in front of her. As his right side was facing me, so unluckily I couldn't see his face too. And even if he was facing towards me, I wouldn't have been able to see his face, as sharp sun rays, coming from the huge glass door, were hitting his face, making my eyes go blind and black.

Now coming to the current scenario, it looked like it was a bump and fall case.

'Bump and fall? Seriously? I have heard hit and run case. But this bump and fall case is new even for me. How can you be so brilliant in inventing things or should I say inventing words, without even realizing it?' My inner demon mocked at me.

'Didn't I ask you to keep your mouth shut till this interview gets over? Just go to hibernation already,' I ordered and I guess it listened to me as there was no reply in return.

So, as I was saying it looked like a bump and fall case for the girl and for the man it looked like bump and spoil your attire type of the case, if that term even exists.

Yes, the man's shirt was stained due to coffee and even his very expensive looking shoes were dripping with coffee. Poor him!

"Are you just going to sit there and stare at me like an idiot?" The man snapped at the girl, who flinched a little backwards due to his loud voice.

"I... I... I am... I am sor..r...y sir," the girl told him, while sobbing like a little child. Oh poor girl!

"What sorry? Are you fucking blind? Where the hell were you looking at while strolling in my building like a dog?" The man yelled again.

Why does this man has to swear so much? Thank God, my Belle is not here, or who knows what she might have learnt from this man?

'Don't talk like you are a saint Ms. Lily Jones. You too swear sometimes,' my little demon spoke again.

'Why did you wake up so early? Just go to hibernation again,' I replied.

But wait! Did he just say his building? If yes, then it means.... Shit! It means that he is a Paxwell as this building is owned by five Paxwells. Two of them are Mr. Zach Paxwell and Mrs. Emily Paxwell and the rest three are their children, two sons and one daughter. And looking at this man, he doesn't look that old, so it means he has to be one of their twin sons.

"I know that my shoes are very expensive and even more worthy than you. But when I speak, you have to look at me and not at my shoes. Got it, you useless bitch," he yelled again and now the girl started crying even more as her sobs filled the whole environment.

What is wrong with this man? I get it that he owns this building and he is a powerful person, but that doesn't mean he has the right to insult anyone in any way he wants. I understand that he is angry because the girl spoiled his clothes and shoes, but didn't she already say sorry for it? What more can she do? Should she beg him on her knees to get his apology?

"Ye...ye..s si...r," the girl said, still sobbing like an injured cat.

"Wipe my shoes with your skirt," he ordered the poor girl. Yes, the girl was wearing a white blouse and a black skirt, which totally looked like a professional attire.

But wait! Did he just ask her to wipe his shoes with her skirt? Ewww. Disgusting!

The girl stared at him with wide eyes like she has just seen a ghost. Well who wouldn't be surprised by his cheap command?

"Bu..t... s..i...r," the girl started, but was cut by him,

"Wipe," he ordered again.

Enough! I can't see this anymore. He can't just abuse a woman like that. When I was small, I didn't have the strength to stop the people from abusing me. But now, I have that strength in me. What if it was my Belle in place of that girl? I might have killed the man already. So why can't I stand for this girl? I know she is a complete stranger to me and he is the boss of the company, but that doesn't give him the power to treat people like a trash. The girl sat near his feet and slowly took hold of the hem of her skirt like she was about to do what he said. Like really? She was really going to follow his command?

I immediately went towards them and when she was about to wipe his shoes with her skirt, I stopped her by placing my hand on her hand. The girl immediately looked up at me with wide eyes like she didn't expect anyone to do that.

I pulled her up and helped her in standing straight in front of both of us,

"Excuse me. What are you doing?" The devil's voice hit my ears. I turned around to look at him and man, my breath hitched up in my throat. The man had already removed his aviators off and was looking at me with his beautiful blue eyes, which were deep like an ocean. They were the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen in my entire life. He was staring at me, with his eyebrows furrowed in the centre, like he was frowning at me. But trust me, even with that expression on his face, he still managed to look handsome like a Greek God. Well, when was the last time I found a man handsome and sexy? Sexy? Didn't I say that before? If not, then I will mention it now that yes, he is sexy as hell.

"I asked what the hell do you think you are doing?" The man shouted at me, bringing me out of my deep thoughts.

Shit! I just forgot that I am angry with this man. How can I even find him handsome and sexy, after knowing that he is an arrogant, cocky, self-obsessed jerk? Something is definitely wrong with my brain.

"Stopping a devil from marching on his next prey," I told him.

"You didn't just call me a devil, right. Or did you?" He asked me.

"Like she is blind, I guess you are deaf?" I told him, pointing at the poor girl and then at him.

His eyes widened in shock like he didn't expect that reply from me. Well take that, Mr. Paxwell. Don't tell me to name him as I seriously don't know which twin brother he is. Yes, I have seen their pictures on google and they both are photocopies of each other. So I don't know which Paxwell is currently standing in front of me.

"Who the hell are you?" He shouted again, recovering from his shock state.

"A human being. And being a human being, I can't allow you to treat a woman like that. She is your employee and not your servant. Hell, even if she is your servant, she is still a human being just like you. You and she are the same." I told him poking my finger on his chest, oh sorry, hard muscular chest. Well, it definitely hurt my finger. My poor finger.

"Do you know who are you talking to?" He asked me again, growling like an angry lion.

Yes, I know you are a Paxwell you idiot. Who wouldn't know about you. I bet this whole world knows about you all. Well, this is what I wanted to say, but I didn't say as I didn't want to boost his already high ego.

"Oh yes, I know." I told him and a smirk immediately plastered on his face, like he was expecting that answer only.

"Barack Obama?" I asked him again and his smirk quickly vanished like how quickly it came.

Ha. Take one more. Handsome devil.

He just stood there, with his jaw wide-opened and almost hitting the ground. So I took this as a cue to continue,

"No. Then you must be Donald Trump right?" I asked him again and his eyes widened more, if that is even possible. But he didn't utter a word, so I continued once again.

"No. Then I guess you are Joe Biden?" I asked again and I found him opening and closing his mouth like a fish.

Haha. My own inner demon laughed at his state.

"No. Then I guess you are not important enough for me to know about you. Stop treating humans like a trash. And is this the way how you behave with a woman? Hasn't your mother taught you any morals? How can you be so cruel to ask a girl to wipe your shoes with her skirt? I understand that she made a mistake, but even you heard it that she apologized to you for that. You don't have to be so harsh on her and insult her in front of everyone. What if it was your mother, sister or daughter in her place? Would you still insult them like this? I bet you won't. Hell, you won't even allow someone else to insult them like this. So stop being arrogant, cocky and self-obsessed jerk. You maybe powerful, but still you are just a human being like all of us and not a God. You know what I came here for an interview, but now I guess, I don't want to work for this company anymore. No one will want to work at a place where employees are treated like trash. So goodbye Mr. I am almighty," I told him and then turned towards the girl, without waiting for his answer,

"You need to be strong for yourself. You need to stand up for yourself in this cruel world. No one will come and stand up for you in this evil world. Everyone is selfish enough to think only about themselves. Look even here, none of your colleagues came to rescue you as they were afraid that they might get fired. Try to be tough, girl. Don't allow some douche to demoralize you," I told her, patting her on her shoulder and turned around to leave, without giving the handsome jerk another glance. I walked towards the main door, but this time the watchman didn't even attempt to open the door for me as he was paralyzed in his place after hearing my little speech. Did I over-react? Or was I too rude with him? Should I apologize to him?

In my own thoughts, my hand unknowingly went towards the door knob and I was about to open it, when suddenly what I heard next made me paralyze in my place too,

"You got the job Miss. You start from this very moment itself as my PA," the devil's voice boomed in my ears.

Did he just say his PA? Shit! It means he is Evan Paxwell, the co-CEO of this empire.