I handed the documents over to Mr. Ethan. He took them and glanced at them for a while, not even looking in my direction.
"You had three days to prepare this, yet there's still a lot of errors," Mr. Ethan finally commented.
I bit my lip hard before replying. "I'm sorry, sir. I'll work on it again."
"You've been losing your touch. I didn't hire you to make silly mistakes. This could have cost our company a huge sum of money!" he yelled at me.
Is he seriously yelling at me right now? The nerve of this man.
"Well, I'm sorry, sir, but I haven't been getting enough sleep because of the noise in my apartment, and that's why I've not been at my best," I replied, my face burning with anger.
"How is that any of my business?" he shot back. "I pay you to get the job done, so do it. I don't care if you're sleeping well or not. If you have an issue in your apartment, then move!" he snapped angrily and threw the documents back on his desk towards my direction.
Yup, this is how he always is at work. He's stiff, serious, and pretends like he isn't the one causing my sleepless nights. Sometimes I wonder if he acts this way on purpose or if he has multiple personalities, but either way, this man definitely needs a psychiatrist.
"Sorry, sir. I'll fix my mistakes right away," I replied, trying to keep my voice even as I reached for the document.
"Be quick about it. I need this before 3 p.m. today, and the other document by the end of the day. You are dismissed," he said, waving his hand like he was shooing a fly.
What an absolute ass.
I made my way out of his office and back to mine. Unfortunately, my office and his are made of glass, so I can see through to his, and he can see into mine. This means I can't express my anger here.
I sat down quietly at my desk and started working on the documents. Before I knew it, it was 3 p.m., and I had to submit the files to Mr. Ethan.
He read through the document with complete silence, making no comments.
This means I did a good job, right?
He waved his hands dismissively. I guess this means I can leave.
I returned to my office and finished the last task, all while still moving around and getting Mr. Ethan his coffee every time he signaled for it.
Before long, the day came to an end, and I could finally go home.
"So how about what I told you in the morning? What's your answer?? I hope you really disappoint me," Anne said with her charming smile as she walked up to me with her purse in her hands
"Would you like to get dinner later with the rest of us ? I know a really nice place that sells the best food and drinks ever and plus, there are really cute guys other there ," Anne said winking at me with a smile.
"That sounds really nice and I would love to join you guys, but I need to get home and sleep before my neighbor starts his… business again," I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
Anne let out a disappointed sigh before replying
"No problem, maybe next time then," Anne said forcing a smile
Anne had been my best friend since I started working at this office two years ago.she has tried to take me out for a drink several times but I always turn her down so I understand if she's feeling disappointed. But I'm not yet ready to come out into the world, not since the incident.
"Goodbye then, see you tomorrow " Anne said as she made her way out of the office.
The rest of my coworkers also left along side with Anne leaving just me and mr Ethan in the office.
I used to really admire my boss before he moved into the apartment next door three months ago. I couldn't bring myself to tell Anne that our boss is actually my sex-addict neighbor. I didn't want her to lose respect for him, and honestly, I didn't want to deal with that conversation.
I made my way to his office and knocked on his door
"Mr Ethan, I'll be heading home now. Is there anything you need from me before I go? " I asked professionally
"No, you may go." he replied not even looking at my direction.
I left the office and made it back home,I collapsed on my bed, and fell asleep instantly.
Before long, a knock on my door cut my sleep short.
I sluggishly stood up and made my way to the door. When I opened it, I was greeted by a familiar charming smile from a brown-haired, handsome guy who was half-naked with a white towel wrapped around his waist. His well-defined body greeted me like a flash of light, and I could even see the shape of his.... Through the towel
"Good evening, pretty neighbor. How are you today?" he greeted, smirking that annoyingly familiar smirk.
Of course, he's pretending like we didn't just see each other at work. What a psychopath.
"How may I help you, neighbor?" I played along, acting like I didn't already know he was my boss.
"I was wondering… can I borrow a condom?" he asked with a shameless smile.
A condom? Really? He woke me up from my nap just to ask for a condom?
"A condom?" I repeated, as if I hadn't heard him the first time.
"Yes, a male condom. You know what that is, right?" he said with that insulting smile, as if I were an idiot.
What an absolute ass.
"Yes, I know what it is, and no, I do not have any," I replied angrily.
"Okay, pretty, thanks anyway," he said before I slammed the door in his face.
The audacity of this man never ceases to amaze me.
Well, at least he practices safe sex, or he would've probably caught an STD by now, considering the number of different women he sleeps with.
Before I could finish my thought, his nightly "business" began again, and a woman's moans echoed through the walls at full volume. It was a different voice this time, but just as loud.
I sighed and made my way to the bathroom to freshen up.