Marissa had taken a private elevator to reach Rafael’s office. Once inside, she didn’t want to unlock the door, but she had to.
In case her team needed her, she should be available for them.
She placed her laptop and stretched. God! She needed a coffee.
She thought to intercom Dean to bring her one when it started ringing. After plopping on Rafael’s revolving seat, she picked up the receiver, "Yes?"
"Marissa?" she smiled when heard Dean on the other side.
"I was just thinking of calling you. Can I get a coffee? Please?" she tried to sound sweet. Though Rafael had asked her to order Dean to bring her anything she wanted.
But she never took him as an assistant.
"Yeah. I am bringing two. Let’s have coffee together," he didn’t sound too excited.
"Great!" Marissa slapped her hand on the desk, "Come over!"
She was about to end the call when he said, "Hey!"
"Yes?"
"Have you unlocked the office door?"
"N...no. Not yet. I’ll do it right away," she placed back the receiver and thought to get up to unlock it. For some reason, Dean sounded upset.
What was the matter?
With a shrug, she opened the laptop when the phone rang again. This time it was the office landline.
"Who is it?" with a frown she picked the receiver.
"Hello?" a strange thick voice spoke to her. Scrunching her nose, she looked at the receiver.
"Hello," the voice seemed a little familiar, "May I know who this is? Do I know you?"
"I don’t know, ma’am. Maybe or maybe not. But I know you," the deep voice sounded cheesy now.
It seemed like a prank call, "Whoever you are, please speak. Or I’m cutting the call."
"You are so beautiful, Ms. Marissa!" the odd voice said to her, and Marissa rolled her eyes. Now it was time to slam the receiver.
"Go to hell!" she said politely when the man laughed on the other end and Marissa who was about to drop it, halted for a minute.
"RAFAEL!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Thankfully the walls of the office were soundproof.
He kept laughing for a few seconds before he asked her after catching his breath, "How are you?"
She didn’t answer his question, "What were you trying to be, mister? A clown?"
"Not a clown. Maybe a friend who is trying to tease another friend," he said with a sigh, and it warmed her heart but the next minute the smile on her face vanished when he said, "I’m the same friend whose shirt you used this morning!"
"Miser!"
He was again laughing on the other end, but then he got serious, "George told me that someone tried to harm you this morning?"
Oh, George!
"No. It was... just a misunderstanding. George punched him and the poor man had a bleeding nose."
"George is my bodyguard, little Greene and today he was supposed to accompany Jenna and the kids to the park. Now he will stay around you in the MSin lobby, VIP floor."
When Marissa tried to say something, he didn’t let her speak, "Little Greene. Listen. He won’t disturb you. I promise. Just treat him as an invisible man. Ok?"
She took a long sigh, "Ok."
When she disconnected the call she heard a knock, "Shit. I forgot to unlock the door."
She hastily got up and dashed to the door to open it. Dean was standing there carrying coffee cups, "I’m sorry. I got busy on the phone with Rafael. What happened to you?"
She looked at his face carefully. He didn’t seem like himself. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
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