Karma - S01 E06

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Karma - S01 E06

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 6

Just my fucking luck!

When I need her she is nowhere.

"You know there is a name for someone who follows you around and it isn't cute," I tell Cassandra when I find her outside the bar I usually stop by each morning. She is dressed in the most ridiculous and obnoxious dress I have ever seen. It balloons on her upper body but more of a pencil on her hips which makes her walk funnily.

She rolls her eyes as she steps in front of me, "You aren't taking this seriously." She states. I watch her as she runs her hand on her hair.

"I don't remember having a choice," I answer.

"You have a choice of how this ends." Her words are laced with threat. Her eyes dart around our vicinity.

Her desperation to do anything just to punish and be with her husband is appalling and not my line of work.

I let out a desperate laugh, "Yeah." I concur with her. I have had my share of dealing with her kind, manipulative and controlling. You only beat them by making them think they are winning.

"My husband needs your credentials and referees for reference." She folds her arms.

"I don't have any of that. Now get out of my way." I try to circle her and I succeed.

"Not even high school?" Her tone is discerning as she asks.

"Nope!" I give her a close-ended reply, I have no plans of discussing my life with her. She coerced me into this let her deal with it.

She lets out an exasperated and defeated sigh.

Serves her right!

I hear her lips smack together before she speaks, "You have a lot to learn before you start your day." She starts to walk toward her car and I do the same towards the bar.

"And I need my drink," I say.

"We will be late." She says.

I huff without care and continue to walk. I hear her footstep behind me and a smile creeps on my lips.

I always win.

She blackmailed the wrong person.

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"I am only going to do this once," Cassandra informs me as she settles on her husband's office chair. It is the first time I notice that his office is bear of any pictures or decorations. The walls are grey. One would expect to find a family photo of his child but that is not the case. I find it odd based on how they portray their relationship to the public.

I sit opposite her as I watch her assess me. Her eyes move away from me when her assistant walks in. She dressed in a black lacy corset top with a white dress pantsuit. Damn, I envy her taste in clothes. On her right hand, she has a coffee cup and on the other, she has a folder. She strides her long as she paces inside the office. She hands over the coffee to Cassandra. She exhales and turns to me. Her heavy-lidded eyes intimidate me as she stares at me, she shakes her head and walks towards me and she opens her file. There is something about her that I can't put a finger at.

Maybe it is because I don't know her name, Maybe.

"Listen and listen good, I will go over what it entails to be a personal assistant just this one time." She licks her lips. She has the most natural plump lips I have ever come across. I get lost in them and all I want is to experiment with them with my homemade lipsticks.

I shake my head in disbelief, "I don't need all that, I am not planning to make a career out of this." I answer as I narrow my eyes at Cassandra who is now sipping her coffee like a queen.