Chapter 3 Untitled Chapter

This was it, I had just lost my one shot of this job. I annoyed him. I'm pretty sure he will withdraw his contract from the company and that's the end of me.

I was unable to see the expression on his face because of the mask he was wearing. As he moved closer to me, my instincts screamed at me to run, but I understood that I couldn't reveal my weakness to him; I couldn't let him see that he frightened me. Doing so would make me seem weak in his eyes. He stood just a foot away from me.

“Impressive, this one has some fire in her, a little firecracker. I wonder if you’ve been warned about me,” he said, his words dripping with cunning and humor. I swallowed hard, but I did not back down.

“My name is Amara Brown, and I am not afraid of you,” I declared, and he paused for a moment before he let out a dark chuckle.

“So, you are his. At least you have one thing in common with your father. You can stay, but I am dying to see how long you are going to last. And one last warning: I do not play nice; you will find that out soon enough,” he said, turning his back to me and walking back to the chair where he sat down.

I sighed in relief; at least I had gotten that over with for now, maybe telling him who my father is, had eased him enough to give me a shot.

I stood there like a fool as he blurredly ignored me, watching the masseuse work on him. I knew I had to address the issues surrounding the latest scandal he was involved in. He had been caught beating one of his colleagues off stage three days ago, and I realized I needed to devise a plan to resolve that matter, or he could kiss his career goodbye, and I wouldn't have a job to return to.

“I wanted to discuss the issue of the scandal; the internet is talking about it. They are considering canceling you, and Bjorn's fan base is quite large and violent, so it would be better for you to apologize,” I began, but he did not spare me a glance, so I continued.

“We need to schedule a press meeting, and you will have to apologize for whatever went wrong between you two. Additionally, you will need to issue an online apology, which I can help arrange,” I said, and I heard a dark chuckle escape him.

“That is the most absurd thing I have ever heard," he said as he stood to his feet. As he walked back to me, I stood my ground, as I stared at him down , not wanting to be intimidated by him for any reason, his eyes met mine as he looked at me.

“This needs to be done, many sponsors have withdrawn their sponsorship, there are rumors out there that you might get canceled” I said and he chuckled even more, moving forward at me till I was trapped by a wall.

Then it hit me, his scent, he was so powerful as he leaned towards me. It made me uncomfortable being this close to him, this man was ten years older then me, and I hated having to be in this position.

“Now let me make one thing straight, i never apologize and let me add another thing, i don’t give a fuck about,no sponsor, and lastly a petite tiny girl can’t tell me what to do ”he snapped as i held my ground, holding my breath, scared he may do something i may regret but he didnt instead he turned and walked away, out of the room, leaving me stadning there confused , furious , and lost.

That was the last time I saw him for three days. He refused to see me, even when I turned up to his training centre, for three days.

Then it hit me, I couldn't let him have his way, this job was my life, and I couldn't bear to lose it, and I knew one thing, I had to find a way to bend him to my will but first i had to find him first.

This time i had a plan, unlike the precious days which i had leached by the wall of his training centre, waiting to catch sight of him, at this point the security had gotten tired of driving me away.

I had sent countless messages to his assistant and also his personal number, which went unread and unrepied. His response was that he wanted my father as his manager , or no one else.

Then I came up with a plan, a plan that was either going to end me up in jail, or was enough to persuade him to work with me.

It was night time, when i saw the space open and his bike rolled out, I knew this was my chance, my chance to get an audience with him, so i followed him, it was quite easy as it was dark, and to add to that i was hungry and tired having waited for more than twelve hours, out here.

I didn't know what i was hoping for, when i followed him maybe , for him to take me to his house, where I would have a chance to talk to him. My career and work depended on this. The last three days have been tense, far too tense for me. I knew by the end of this week, if I didn't get him to do what he was meant to do, then I was so done.

The situation with Bjorn had escalated, and he was going to be facing serious charges, if he didn't offer up an apology. For the past three days, my boss has made sure to ring my phone non stop ,offering threats and so on.

I knew what she was doing, she knew, the Phantom wasn't an easy man, and she just had to pick a random internship worker for the job. She knew he was difficult, that's why my father had to work and manage the Phantom for ten years.

I slowed down when his bike came to stop at a little Bungalow house outside the city, I stopped at a distance , and got out of my vehicle, as i watched him the entered the building ,i knew it would be impossible to get in through the big gate, seemed i would have to use my climbing skills, since the fences of the building are quite low.

Tiptoeing towards the fence, where it seemed dark, to avoid getting caught by the camera, I managed to climb over the fence with my little torch light, making sure to avoid the guards, though I noticed there weren't many of the guards here,in fact I didn't see any, which made me believe he had no security.

But somthing told me, i was either going to go to jail for this or convinced him either way, but i was desperate and I couldn't care less what happens to me.