Georgina's POV

Christian grins satisfactorily.

"Thanks," I mutter while throwing a glance on him before returning it back to the screen in front of me. Staring into my system's screen stops me from staring at him rigidly which I won't be able to help due to his great beauty, typing is another distraction from his handsome face and those pairs of charming blue eyes.

A reminder notification hits the screen, I gasp with my eyes wide, I have ten tasks to complete before I close from work with only a few hours left. I'd surely be in a massive problem with my strict boss if I can't clarify and put everything in place before 2 PM. My gaze shifts from the notification box to the bottom where the time reads 11:28 AM, merely two hours and some minutes for a task that requires up to three complete hours or more.

I had decided to execute these earlier but I forgot most especially as Alpha Christian came along the way. It's quite impossible to achieve this with the time left, anger, confusion and frustration rises inside me, my countenance changes. Christian observes this quite well. I glance at Christian with different eyes now, no longer simple and cordial, but with seriousness and stay-clear gesture. I ought to show diligence in my duty, giving no preference to him than I should. If I'm sacked, there might be nothing to do on his part as a remedy. Who even knows what his real intention is right now.

Christian leans across, on my desk trying to catch my attention but I seem more focused as I begin to work on the tasks before me. I got to start something even though I may not be able to finish it on time. I keep on focusing on my desktop, no longer interested in a conversation with him. He's not my class and would probably dumb me after using me. I don't want to be taken for granted, everyone knows how great a flirt he is.

As I type into my system, I take my eyes to and from the button corner to check time, with each passing second, I'm running out of time. Desperation starts to set in, I'm feeling like I'm losing right now, time is working faster than me as I race to finish up before 2 PM, sounds like an impossible task. I become so engrossed in my work that I no longer realize if Christian is still standing over my desk or not.

When I finally looked up as the time was up, he's no longer there. Instead of him, I saw my boss walking angrily towards me, from the elevator. I shiver, my heart begins to pound so heavily. He doesn't seem like a carrier of good news right now but bad, not being pessimistic but judging based on his appearance. He looks so pissed.

"Georgina, what the hell is wrong with you?" He begins the scolding a few inches from my position. "Why didn't you finish the tasks I assigned to you? Do you know the effects that single act of non-diligence has caused to this company?" He barks.

I shiver, not knowing what to say in response. My heart flashes back to Christian, he's the main reason I couldn't complete my task, the minutes we spent in our conversation would have been used in doing some meaningful things as this, we had a worthwhile conversation but I think, here is a more vital thing I should have paid more attention to because it has to do with my means of livelihood.

I feel so annoyed with him right now, I wished he was here to witness what he has caused.

I continue gazing at my boss with fear. "I.. I… I didn't..." I stammer, clearly nervous and shocked. Panic runs through my veins, a sense of tragedy hovers around.

"Georgina, you have no excuse, you're sacked!"

"What!" I scream. No no no, this seems like a dream. I don't believe what I just heard. "Please sir, I don't deserve this. I was with the.."

"I need no explanations, just know that you're sacked." Those words dropped heavily on my ears, I kept my eyes and mouth wide. Before I could react further, he walked off. I stare in shock as he walks off the ground floor to the elevator and ascends, my eyes steady on him till he's out of sight. When he's no longer in sight, I look at my desktop, no need to work on anything again. I've been sacked.

Tears begin to stream down from my eyes to my cheeks, I bend over my desk and cry. It dawns on me that a late customer or anyone might walk up and see me in this mood, so I quickly run to the restroom which is not so far away. I'd never been heartbroken this way before, I can't remember the last time I even cried.

I think the last time I cried was seven years ago when I lived with my mistress. I'd experienced the most horrible time ever, her ill treatments made me strong anyway. I cried a lot those days, I never thought that I'll have to shed tears for anything again. I learnt to be strong and be an independent woman who does not let negative energies around affect her.

Growing up, I never had the comforts and joys of every ordinary kid, I never lived with my parents but with a wicked stepmom. My mom died when I was five, dad died a year after leaving me with my stepmom and her three kids. They gave me the most horrible and inhumane treatment, there were times I forgot I was a human, rather I had these feelings most of the time that I was a beast, slave or some lower creature in my own childish mentality back then. I knew nothing like a loving care from a parent, but torture and hatred.

Georgina's POV

I can remember once she used a hot iron on my foot, because I failed to wash her clothes and iron before she came back from work. The misery was so much that I found myself escaping in the middle of the night, so I sneaked out of the house. Then I was eight years old.

After running away from home, I had nowhere to go and no one to stay with. I ended up living in the streets with other kids who had no one or who had run away from home like me, some were sent away. I would go out in the day doing cleaning jobs for people at homes, weeding their gardens for a little pay or food to satisfy my hunger.

That's how I survived till the government drove us out of the street into orphanages. Being that I never wanted to live in the orphanage and be adopted by any stranger, I escaped. I wanted to stay on my own. This' how I ran away to the Lisiac beach, a lonely beach with an abandoned beach house on the coast of Prymoth.

I would cover myself with a blanket every night, and in the day I'd continue with my manual jobs. The pay wasn't really much but it aided me in my survival battle. I got secondhand worn-out clothes for myself with the little money I made.

One afternoon, a certain woman visited the beach with her kids. We found each other, at first she thought I came for an alone time and medication like her but afterwards, through our conversation she realized I was homeless. She offered me a job as a domestic maid in her house, she promised that the pay would be eighty pounds per week, I'd get free food and accommodation. I immediately jumped at the idea, I was the luckiest girl on earth.

My first two months working with her was as promised, very smooth and I felt so glad. Things began to take a different turn from the third. Every little mistake on my part would cause her to deduct my wages, starve me and some nights I'd have to stay outside all night, exposed to the freezing cold and all dangers of the night. I bore it all for years before I finally got determined to pack and leave her apartment and my work. I'd served her for over eight years. Then I got employed here as an assistant. It happened that I was walking on the street a certain day when I saw the vacancy notice. I applied, luckily I was accepted. The manager at that time, that's three years ago, was so kind and compassionate, when he realized my condition, he employed me without need for an interview.

I promised myself that when I get a job and stand out as an independent woman, I'd be focused and dedicated. I made this determination because of the sufferings I passed through in my childhood and teenage years. I had kept to this promise until now when my wall starts crumbling down, I weep uncontrollably as I have no other job now. My mind flashes back to Alpha Christian. I wish I could see him now. I would pressure him to salvage the situation since he's the one that distracted me with his conversation, preventing me from remembering that I even had such tasks and hence finishing them on time.

After leaving my work as an assistant, I returned to idle in my rented apartment. I have a few months left to renew my rent, but there's no hope of money to do that, I'd just be thrown out if I can't pay on time.

I sigh in great frustration with tears dropping from my eyes as I try to play a video game on my phone to wile away time. Just then a call from an unknown number flashes on my screen pausing the game automatically. I grunt in anger, Who's this that is calling me when I'm about to play the most important part of my game? I stamp my feet on the floor in anger. I don't usually pick up calls with numbers unsaved in my lists but in this case, my spirit tells me to answer.

I click the accept button and take it to my ear, "Hello, who's calling?"

"Hi Georgina!" The husky voice says on the other side. It sounds familiar but I don't remember where I heard it.

"Please who are you?" I need to know who I'm talking with and confirm. Recently there are a lot of cases on the internet, featuring scammers who take advantage of unsuspecting individuals to get vital information about their life, most especially their bank details with the aid of great fabricated stories with justifiable nature, and at the end, they get to defraud their victims of money and other valuable assets. I don't have any they would take from me right now, so I have nothing much to fear.

The caller keeps quiet but for a while before his voice comes up again. "I'm Alpha Christian, I just decided to reconnect with you!" My heart skips, I almost drop my phone on the floor as I hear this. What a fuck! He's calling me again after about three months. What does he want? I'm utterly puzzled with this call, I'm nothing but just an ordinary girl no one even notices only me, how is it that a famous Alpha like this gets to call me back. Now I'm torn between excitement for him remembering me and anger for being the cause of losing my job.

"Why're you calling, Your Highness?" I am so eager to get a response to this. It's just so puzzling especially as Alpha Christian is married but without a kid. He got married to his wife who is now the lady of Asark about three years ago. I get mixed feelings upon Christian's call because of his super flirtatious lifestyle where he can't be steady with one woman in his life but moves from one girl to another.

Georgina's POV

I wonder if it's the same thing he wants to do with me but I'm no one compared to the super-classy models and actresses he deals with.

"I just wanted to ask how you're doing, how your work is going on." He replies after a minute of silence but his tone tells more than that, it has some undercurrents of interest.

"I was sacked," I snapped, saying in a sorrowful tone. A gasp escapes his throat, a gasp I can hear clearly.

"What was wrong, I mean, I can't believe this?"

"Hmm," I scoff, rolling my eyes. Aren't you the one that caused it? I wanted to say but something holds me back, it would sound disrespectful. "I can't really relate but… but I was found indiligent, I didn't complete my duty before the set time." I put this up rather, I listen back to it and it sounds nice, better than what I intended to say earlier.

"Has it been long, which day was that?"

"The day we met!" Immediately, silence fills the space between us, Christian can't say a word. This persists until I feel that he has ended the call from his end, I withdraw it from my ear to check but he's still on, why isn't he saying something then? "Your Highness?"

"Yes," his voice finally came up. "I'm so sad to hear this, I mean, come on, that's so bad. But I see you as a diligent girl, why would that happen to you?"

"Hmm," I exhale heavily, this question is a huge temptation, how will I answer it without saying what I wish to avoid the most. "It happened that way and I needed to accept it." I just managed to say, it sounds abstract but it's better simple like that.

"So what're you doing now?"

"Nothing!".

"Would you like working with me?"

"Wha..?" I gasp, I think I didn't hear him quite well or it's a dream. "How would that be possible, you're in Asark and I'm in Ngotu, you see the distance between us?" I speak with a nervous tone, it's very surprising.

"It doesn't matter."

"But I don't get what you mean?" The true character of Christian flies into my memory. He's a flirt that loves hooking up with girls even when he's already married. What type of a job does he mean? Could it be that he's referring to my greatest suspicion?

"All challenges concerning our distance and other factors wouldn't bother you if you accept." His statement drops with an aura of authority leaving me pondering, would I be able to cope with his attitude. If I work for him, that means I'll to a great extent be under his authority and he might want to try me out like he does to other girls. I shake my head in reluctance.

"I'm sorry but I might..."

"You don't have to bother, nothing to fear. I'm just seeking to help you get on with life. You just can't stay unemployed. Think about it."

"You're the Alpha, where will I work?"

"In my company or as my Personal Assistant."

"I'm sorry, I don't have the qualifications, looking for low paying jobs. I never went to college, so I'm ineligible for this." I reply, a bit confident, this would be such a great opportunity for me but I don't see myself working as a PA to this charming and seductive Alpha when he already has a wife. I'd be so close in this position and a series of temptations might come along the way. I would love to work in his multi-billionaire fashion company and institute which according to Forbes has over three hundred thousand staff, but I have no paper qualifications.

He keeps silent for a while, before he finally sighs in frustration. I feel he's ready to say something else, "Can we meet personally and talk about this?"

"Where?" I say rolling my eyes, I don't wanna be tempted.

"In Asark."

I chuckle as he says this, I don't even have money to feed and he's talking of me meeting him in Asark.

"But I don't have the transport to come over?"

"I will send my private jet to come pick you up at the airport, don't worry." Oh my goodness! I chuckle, this must be a pure joke.

My heart begins to sink slowly into the unexpected excitement. A voice within me tells me it's real, Christian means what he has just said. Never in my life have I dreamt of one day taking a flight, talk less of being transported in a private jet to meet an Alpha who is the world's richest werewolf personality.

There's silence between us, I sense Christian being under great tension wondering if I'd decline again but who would be that foolish to forfeit this great opportunity? "Thanks so much Alpha Christian," I finally said, trying hard to control my excitement. I feel that his tension is gone now I've accepted his offer.

"You're welcome," he replies with a cold, sexy voice and hangs up the call. Immediately I drop the phone on my bed, I jump up in excitement letting out such a loud scream which I believe some neighbors many meters away would hear. Today is the happiest day of my life, a day I wouldn't easily forget, a day set down in the history of my life.

"Asark, here I come!" I scream so loud.

On the day Christian scheduled for my trip, I packed my things, the little things I have, ready to make the most interesting trip of my life. All my body is giggling, my face beaming with smiles. I can't wait to reach Asark and meet with my fortune. Days of suffering are over and long gone, I'd only remember them as history now.

As I reach Asark International Airport, I walk to the spot for private jets. From a distance, I see a large jumbo aircraft waiting for me, it has giant prints of Alpha Christian inscribed on its side in deep blue as the body of the plane is white. I blush, walking up excitingly.