Chapter 2 2.2 You are fired!

In a tight and sweaty cuddle Estella found herself, squashed against the hairy broad chest she found herself facing. No matter how she tries to remember how she found herself in such a position, two things are not just adding up since the person in question is someone she hates.

Not that she just hates Tyler for no reason as many other people hate her, she had been too close to losing her job a couple of weeks ago because of him.

"Shit!" Estella cussed.

Her hands vibrated as she shook and looked for her clothes. Not just that she found herself naked in his arms, but in his favorite VIP room which means that she is still in her place of work.

Her eyes went to the alarm on the table beside the bed and a faint gasps of relief escaped her slightly parted lips. 5:47 am which means it's not yet late for her to start work for the day. She can as well just sneak out and pretend to be here for work.

Using her fingers to comb her Brown short hair, Estella glared at Tyler as he slept peacefully. His strong arms were wrapped around the double pillow she had used to replace herself.

His lips were slightly parted as his jet black hair leather his face.

"Evil!" Estella gasped as she looked away.

If there was anything she should know, she should better be in her good sense before leaving the room. She can't be all confused, drooling over the man she hates so much as he laid on the bed like a harmless creature.

The corner of Tyler's lips raised in a small but visible smile as he held the pillow tight. For sure, if Estella had still been in his arm, she should probably be thinking about how to get her bones fixed together.

Strangely, she began to feel long and generally insecure as his arms were no longer around her. She wondered what she must be thinking to keep squashing the pillow in his grip while Estella kept wondering how fulfilled she had felt about some minutes ago

Even when she felt like placing a soft kiss on his face and slapping him very hard after, Estella had to face whatever fate that is waiting for her outside.

After filling her small mouth with air and letting them out slowly through a small opening of her mouth, she gapes at Tyler for a while. Even when she doesn't feel like leaving and still wants to leave at the same time, Estella made her choice as she walked into the room and closed the door gently.

On reaching out the door, she collapsed on it with her face against the door as she let out another shaky breath.

"Pffff!" There was a little hesitation as the person gave Estella time to turn around "I bet that should be pretty intense" he grinned.

Estella stood face to face with the manager, Mc Call. His face speaks highly of him as if it was red, one could bet all he could see is red.

"Good morning, Mr. Mc Call" Estella lowered her head and crossed her hands behind "Room service?"

Her face was cracked in a very weird smile as Mc Call raised her head with his index finger. He stared at her in total silence for a while. His face was as clueless as water, hold his breath for some extra seconds before his face cracked into a smile.

"You are fired," Mc Call said.

He moved back to enjoy the beauty of being an evil manager. The smile on his face turned into a wicked smirk as he fold his arms across his chest as moved a few steps back again.

"Sir?" Estella blinked back the tears in her eyes "You don't mean it" she faked a grin.

Mc Call smacked his lips before scoffing. His left palm went under his jaw as he caresses it as if he was touching his beards. His face looks practically as smooth as tiles if not for the irritating red pimples on it.

He pretend to think as Estella kept blinking, opening her mouth and closing it without saying a word, and rubbing her palms together. He looked at the door of the room she had just sneaked out from then took her by the arm harshly and dragged her to his office.

Of no doubt, he is up to no good as all he did was stared at her and grim.

Making sure that there was no one around, Mc Call closed the blinds and took his seat which is opposite where Estella stood shaking and sweating.

"Do you have a clear explanation?" He asked, sounding unimpressed.

For a few seconds, Estella remains mute. Tears had begun to flow freely from her eyes as she stood like a wooden image, glued to a spot. She didn't even move an inch as Mc Call stood up and walked around her, circling her like a wolf going around its prey.

"I thought as much" Mc Call walked to the door and held the handle "You can keep the uniform, and that also means no payment for you this month" he added with the most mischievous grin.

"You can't be serious!" Estella raised her voice.

Quickly as if she realized, she blinked, cleared her throat, and walked up to him.

"Sir" She started "I need this job" she fell on her knees "It's already 29, you can't just gore me without a salary!" She looked up at him "It's not fair" she added in a whisper.

Before she could realize how loud her whisper was, Mc Call had already gotten to the edge. He bent down to her level, his breath fanning her face.

"Is having sex with our best customer fair?" Mc, Call tucks stray hair to the back of her left ear "You were supposed to work but you felt throwing yourself on him would be good" he stands up and walk to his table.

With his arms across his chest right above his big belly and a sly smile on his face, Mc Call sat on the table with half of his butt as he tapped his foot simultaneously.

"Just let me work for tomorrow and get paid since it's September," Estella said in mist tears as she watch Mc Call resume caressing his hairless jaw "Just tomorrow and it would be my last day" she pleaded.

Her lips quivered as she let tears flow freely from her eyes to her red face. Her breath had turned hot same as her red nose and chin.

"I hate to see you like this but I can't help you," Mc Call said with his signature smirk "Unless you can work for it" he added as he nods approvingly to the smile on Estella's face "All you have to do is to take your gown up and give me your back" he ended with a grin.

Of course, the suggestion took the poor girl's breath away as she stood up slowly with her shaky legs and rubbed her sweaty palm on her dress. She wiped her eyes and running nose with the back of her wrist.

"Tell me you are joking and I would believe you," Estella said through clenched teeth "Sir? I don't think -"

"If you try to press charges against me I will put it all over the net how you had sex with Mr. Tyler when you are supposed to be working"  Mc Call walked towards the and stopped mid way "I bet you won't love to have your late parents see your pictures all over social media. Or do you?" He asked.

Estella stood still, not able to make a sound as she thought about how to scream at top of her voice as she pulls Mc Call's hair. She would also love to add scratching her nails on his horrible face or rather not. She won't want mucus from his acne on her nails.

If not for the fact that she already has a lot to do and is terribly hungry over not eating last night, Estella would have wanted to create a scene before leaving. Slowly, she raised her palms to her face and caress both cheeks.

Seeing Mc Call was no longer paying attention, she did what she had always wanted to do since the very first day she got employed.

Jumping on him, she threw her fingers on top his face as she yelled on top of her voice.

"Fat piggy hell!!".