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WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?
The woman in her late 30s tried valiantly to ignore the rising voice from her boss' office, but it was becoming difficult considering the altercation had been going on for more than 10 minutes.
"Will it ever end?" she whispered.
Sometimes her boss irritated a few employees who verbally expressed their unhappiness in her office. But in her 10 years of working here she, had to admit this particular altercation was recurrent. Inside the office was a very upset brunette staring at the source of her anger. Luna couldn't believe this admittedly infuriating woman had pushed her buttons to the point of explosion.
They'd been going on and off for months already.
Luna knew she was mostly good at controlling her emotions, she hardly raised her voice when in disagreement with anyone, but ever since she'd started working here, confronting her CEO never failed to lead to an emotional outburst.
"Miss Beaumont, let me say it again."
Luna, spoke in a somewhat controlled voice. She hadn't meant to lose her temper earlier, but this woman was bringing out the worst of her today.
"It took me 2 weeks of research to come up with these figures."
She paused to see if her oppressor would consider that. Nope. She didn't so she proceeded.
"As you surely know, I have a master's in advanced economics and finance with 3 years of work experience. I hardly get my statistics wrong. I checked the results twice before presenting them to you. There is no way my analysis is wrong."
She finished a little bitterly, she couldn't help it. She hated when her intelligence was questioned, especially when she knew her forecast was right.
The dark-haired woman who sat behind the desk calmly perused the papers in her hand, a ghost of a frown on her face. She flipped to the next page and inspected the results. Her mouth twitched.
"Well, this won't work," She finally said, dropping the papers dismissively on the table. "I want you to re-evaluate these figures and send the result by tomorrow evening."
Luna's nose flared, she was close to losing it again.
"Look, I already told you these are the final results. There is no alternative here. If I take the report home, I am sure to send you the same data, this is pointless."
Valerie Beaumont leaned back on her chair and studied the brunette standing rigidly in front of her. Luna Adam's usual porcelain skin was currently flushed from frustration, Valerie guessed, and her medium curly hair was held in a ponytail. Valerie knew Luna held her hair that way every time she worked long hours. She'd overworked her again.
Valerie's gaze went lower. Luna wore a form-fitting black business skirt and a white shirt, though neat, it was now carelessly worn, betraying the late time of the day. Nevertheless, Valerie thought she was stunning. Looking at her never failed to stir something primal in her. Letting her gaze back up, Valerie was met with angry aqua eyes staring back at her.
"Fine, I will give the task to another specialist since you can't bring the result I demand." She said in that snobbish way she knew never failed to irritate Luna.
"I thought you were fit for this but I guess I was wrong" She added.
Luna's anger unleashed and her voice rose again "Do you know how hard I work to satisfy your demands? The endless hours? You don't give a shit, do you?"
Valerie felt a twinge of guilt but opted for violence. She looked at Luna with a superior gaze.
"That's why I pay you huge sums of money. Take it or leave it."
That was it for Luna. She won't be ridiculed and pushed around in the name of money. She was tired of this vicious cycle and talking to Valerie seemed pointless.
"You can kiss my ass with that," Luna hissed. "The HR will have my 2 weeks' notice by tomorrow morning. Good luck with your project."
Without waiting for an answer Luna stormed out of the office. She glanced at Barbara, The sweet-faced woman in her early forties who looked at her apologetically. She knew Barbara understood her. Working for this woman was definitely hell for everybody. Luna walked to the lift, angrily pressed the button, and waited impatiently for it to come.
She'd worked her ass off for this report because she knew how strict Ms. Beaumont was. She'd spent sleepless nights researching, all that hard work gone to waste. The lift opened and Luna went in without looking behind. She jammed the numbers to her floor and paced around its small confines.
"Who lets such an arrogant person be the head of their company?" But she knew the answer.
She'd done her background research 6 months ago when the company reached out to her. Valerie Beaumont was 36 years old, 7 years older than Luna, and was already CEO and heir to a successful transport and logistics company in Atlanta. The company belonged to the Beaumont family, originally from France and they had branches everywhere across the globe. She'd read a lot about Pierre Beaumont, the founder of this company. He had two elder sons and Valerie was the third and youngest.
She always wondered why he would give such a huge responsibility to the youngest sibling. Unfortunately for her, Google couldn't give enough information for her intuitive mind to conclude.
When the lift opened, Luna stormed to her office. "Maybe they weren't as ruthless as her and her dad." She muttered.
Valerie Beaumont had a lot in common with her Father. Except that she was a woman, a very accomplished, smart, and attractive woman. She was a little taller than the average woman, lean, with long jet black hair and smart deep brown eyes which never failed to mesmerize Luna.
She had an oval face, full sensuous lips, and a high nose with light freckles across the bridge of her nose. All these stunning features were enveloped in an olive Mediterranean skin tone. Truth be told, Luna thought Miss Beaumont was breath-taking and would have been irresistible if she often let herself smile sometimes, or showed some emotion. Luna knew she was crushing on her, she was crushing hard on Valerie Beaumont and that's why it hurt so much when Valerie never acknowledged her hard work.
Valerie's voice always held a smoky timbre verging on provocation and sensuality. She was so demanding, annoying...intoxicating. Damn it. Luna couldn't control herself when she was around her. Luna cleared her mind as she packed all her stuff and walked back to the wide empty office room reminding her of how late it was. She checked her watch. It showed 9:23 pm.
"All these sacrifices and how am I rewarded?" She blurted angrily "I'll find another company where my skills will be appreciated."
Luna once more took the lift, heading to the parking lot. Once there, she walked through the empty lot to her car. She stopped to look at the Bentley Continental GT that belonged to her boss and couldn't help feel worried.
She Sighed "Honestly, at this point, I won't be surprised if she has a bed in her office." She got in her car, turned on the engine and drive home.
When Luna had left her office, Valerie simply stared at the door for a few more minutes before cursing under her breath and taking the report.
She took 30 minutes to thoroughly analyze it. She'd scrutinized the numbers, diagrams, read the forecast, and finally the result.
"You aren't going to like this," Valerie muttered, referring to her dad. She dropped the report on the table and tried to ignore the impending headache she felt coming.
Her dad wanted this partnership but Ms. Adam's report, as well as a few more experts she'd consulted, emphasized how catastrophic it would be for their company. Somehow she'd hoped Luna's remarkable skills would find a way to counter the deficit they all talked about. Now she wasn't only going to give up on the project but she'd lost one of her best employees.
"Shit"
Valerie leaned on her armchair, closed her eyes, and let her mind drift. She'd noticed Luna from day one. Her soft and delicate features very well hid a brilliant and passionate woman. Luna wasn't just physically attractive with her heart-shaped face, striking green eyes, and slightly curvy body, she was also intellectually compelling. Her exceptional analytical skills and competence were what drew Valerie into her.
Valerie knew she shouldn't have pushed too much with her today. But she couldn't help it. The project was frustrating and she wanted Luna to find a solution. Valerie's memory drifted to warm emerald eyes. They were always attentively looking at her, always soothed her. Today they were angry, on fire, judging her.
Yes, they fought a lot, especially recently but their chemistry was irrefutable. Valerie opened her eyes the moment she realized her memory had once again moved to unchartered territories.
"This will be another long night" She muttered as she dialed a number on her phone.
After two rings, a woman with a sultry voice picked and Valerie said "Sorry for calling so late, I need your advice here."
"Sure, what's going on?"
The next morning just before 10 am, Luna parked her car at the parking lot. She wasn't surprised to see Valerie Beaumont's car at the same spot she'd left last night. She went directly to HR. Hanna McKenzie, the 40 plus-year-old HR was surprised and sad to receive her resignation letter. Luna explained why she was leaving without saying too much about her emotional status each time she was closer to Ms. Beaumont.
Hanna tried to convince her as much as she could but Luna's decision was made and there was no going back. After handing her the letter, she returned to her office. She was set to round up with as many projects as possible before leaving the company for good.
A few hours later, Luna heard a knock. Her breath caught as she saw Valerie Beaumont walk through her door. Today she wore deep blue slacks with a matching blazer and a black silk top that complimented her dark obsidian eyes. She looked intimidating and so damn sexy. Why did she always have to look so good? Luna had to remind herself Valerie was the enemy.
"Ms. Adams," Valerie said in her usual smoky timbre that made Luna shiver leaving her skin with Goosebumps.
Valerie dropped the same file Luna had given her yesterday evening. The object of her resignation.
"I understand you've given your point of view and said it's unchangeable but please, could you take a final look at it? I have added some elements you might want to see. When you are done notice my assistant and I will come to take the results."
Usually, people went to her, she never came to them. Feeling flattered she tried to hide her blush with humor.
"Do I have a choice here?"
A hint of a smile came across Valerie's face "No."
Direct, as always. "Great, I will give it a look and let you know when I'm done."
"Good," Valerie said "I'll be waiting," and she was gone.
Luna took the whole day checking the new files Valerie added to the report. She did some research, made some calls, called customers of 'Energy logistics' as well as a few anonymous employees. It took longer than she'd expected but she didn't care because she liked being hundred percent sure of her result.
