Dominant Woman Looking for Love - Chapter 15：The 'Rysia' he used to love.

When I reach the office, I knock a few times, and Honey tells me to come in.

I go through the door, shut it behind me, and take a seat.

Honey places the pen she’s holding aside and crosses her arms on the desk. “You’re coming tonight. Not that you have much of a choice, I suppose since it’s mandatory and all.” She laughs.

“Yep. I’ll be there.”

Honey pushes her lips up into a pout. “Hmph. Too bad that it’s going to be informal. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you dress up. I remember you clean up quite nicely.”

“How rude. I think I still look great in casual wear.” I say flatly, in response.

Honey straightens up her posture and leans back into her office chair. “Okay, enough joking around. I asked you to come as I am letting you know the first person you’ll be managing.”

Geez. The only one joking around is you, alright?! Hmm… let me guess; it’s going to be Charles Boet.

“The first person you’ll be managing is the leader of 7Crowns, Charles Boet.”

Bingo.

Not a shocker at this point since he went out of his way to ‘check me out’ earlier. Essentially ruined the surprise, that brat.

Shifting in my seat, I continue to listen to the woman in front of me.

“Charles is the most popular one in the group, so I imagine he’ll be getting a lot of offers. If you need any consultations and whatnot, feel free to make use of Jett. Well, even if you don’t have any questions, it’s still better to run things by him first before deciding.”

Blinking my eyes a few times, I cringe inwardly as that means I need to interact with him even more.

I am not sure how much more of that ‘sulking’ and that look of ‘being hurt’ I can take.

All this guilt is swallowing me whole.

It’s already evident that I’ll most likely see myself crumbling, not too far off in the future.

“Uh… Can’t I just… pass the papers on to him and wait for feedback by e-mail or something?”

“I would be able to do a lot more with all that time we’d be using to talk. All he has to do is approve and disapprove anyway in the end, and that’s fine with me.” The hands that are on my lap gently curl up as I try to give myself a way out with Ms. CEO.

Honey glances at me with suspicion. “Hmm…? What’s wrong with doing it in person? I suppose it’d only be a slight inconvenience for Mr. Harland to e-mail you about each project, but it’s much more efficient to do these consultations face to face.”

Putting two and two together, she seems to have thought of something. Honey’s eyes start to grow thin. “Are… Are you… avoiding him?”

“I already thought of soooo many great lines to tease you guys with. I even have a list here. See?! They’re going to go to waste now.” She slides a notepad across the desk to get it closer to me. Grumbling, she looks away sadly, slumping into her chair.

… Is that something a CEO should be spending their time on?! I almost spit blood out of my mouth and look at her in disbelief.

“Tell me why!” The cute, yet somehow still elegant woman in front of me rises from her seat. Resting a hand on her hip as she tries to exude authority (over the silliest thing, I might add, by the way).

As I’m facing towards the ceiling after I breathe out deeply, she continues to plead. Waiting and wanting a serious answer from me.

“Office romances aren’t banned in Intoxis Entertainment!”

“It would have been a big NO-NO for me if he was still an actor, but now that he’s a manager, you guys are freeee! You’re alloweeddd, you know?! You’re a fool, Therysia! You need to live a little!” She yells at me.

Giving me a scolding, like I was her 19-year old daughter who refuses to do anything “fun” or “interesting” in whatever short days I have left as a teen since it’s about to end soon.

I’m starting to fume from all this ridiculousness. I hate being told what to do, especially when it’s something THIS important to me.

Rising from my chair, I smack the table with both my hands out of anger. My palms don’t leave the surface as it’s my only means of supporting my body… since I wasn’t done quite yet.

Maybe it’s because I’m so frustrated by everything.

Could it be that I’m also angry at myself… just a little… for being afraid?

Did I want to have anything to do with Jett, despite my fears?

I feel like I’m kind of at the end of my rope. What with all the emotional torture I’ve been through for the past few years.

I was keeping it all in no matter how angry I was.

I had to act mature, even if it was the last thing I wanted to put all my energy into. I had to be this… I had to be that…

Completely ruining the ‘professional’ facade, I’ve successfully put up every single working day throughout my entire life; I break down.

“OH YEAH?? Are you going to take responsibility then if he REJECTS me?! Or is disgusted with the ‘ME’ he doesn’t know?! Or the ‘ME’ he will throw away, thinking I’m not the ‘RYSIA’ he USED to LOVE?!?!?!?!?”

Being so preoccupied with screaming, I no longer noticed that the clock’s second-hand ticked over 5:30 pm. Working hours just officially ended today.

Since I didn’t know that, I continue to feel guilty for doing this during business hours.

Sometimes, I can’t stand myself. I don’t want to be so logical when I’m this upset.

It’s normal to feel this way. Yet, I’m STILL worrying about something as stupid as this. Some tears start pouring out of my eyes.

My body shakes a little from feeling overwhelmed.

“… I-I’m sorry, Rysia… I… had no idea…”