Babysitter for the CEO

“That’s my angel”

“She’s gonna break your ribs. How dare you make her fall?”RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“You hurt my wife, she’s gonna crush you into powder”

“Yeah, fight, fight”

“Roast him, pulverize him, crush him, fry him, kill him, eat him” the same lady was getting on others’ nerves.

“Woman, please shift to the extreme, you’re spoiling the mood” a pissed man dragged her away without listening to her explanation.

Angel who was behind the man chuckled and before he could react she started a punching spree, punching with all her might at his back but he turned to face her with a grin.

“You indeed are a worthy opponent” he chucked too and his aura became dangerous and terrifying.

‘This person carries the aura of the devil. This is the opponent I desired for so long. Today is my lucky day!’ Angel was excited inside but outside she looked tough.

Both of them threw away their gloves and shoes.

“Free is better” she said, smiling from ear to ear.

“Yeah, free is faster” the man sad as they both headed for each other A boxing fight turned into karate, judo, martial arts with boxing as the seasoning.

“Gosh, this is lit”

Many took out their phones or cameras and started recording. They didn’t want to miss anything; they could watch it back home.

The man had also gained some fans from here so the cheering became like this:

“Show who’s the man”

“Kill him”

“Girl’s rule”

“Men dominate”

“Fight, man, fight”

“Angel, cut off his balls” the annoying lady yelled and immediately, a man taped her mouth.

“You remove it, and you’re out of here. Got it?” he warned. The woman quickly nodded her head to show her consent.

“Now that’s how it should be” the man made for the front general rows to cheer for Angel.

On the stage, Angel and the unknown man were having fun or the best fight of their lives. No one was winning and no one was willing to concede defeat. Both kept chuckling thinking of ways to prolong the battle. Thirty minutes later,

Both lay on the floor breathing heavily but looking satisfied.

“I concede” they said in unison.

“It’s a tie” the referee announced, erupting in cheers from the crowd.

“Let’s bet on who will win the final match people” a man proposed and many agreed.

“I bet on the man”

“I bet on Angel”

“Yeah, I bet on Angel”

On the stage, Angel and the man got up and held hands walking down the stage causing confusion and gossip.

“Are they lovers?”

“This… makes it difficult to know if it’s gonna be a tie again”

“Wow, my darling finally has a man. Kick him silly everyday alright?” the annoying woman had removed the tape to yell only for her to spot the man who taped her staring at her balefully. She quickly taped her mouth again. So scary! He was simply too scary! She’s just an average woman struggling to survive with a dumb hubby and three evil children. Yeah, she’s not worth his holy time.

“I’ll just slip away. I hope he won’t notice” the lady thought and retreated slowly only for her to hit a rod with her head and she fell to the ground crying.

The man quickly rushed to her and knelt before her.

“Are you alright? Who told you to remove the tape?” he asked.

“You’re a bully. I’m not yours, I have a husband. Don’t touch me” she got up on her own and marched away angrily.

“Silly lady” he took out his phone and made a call before leaving the place. Mr Peter Jones (Nelson Woodley’s ) secretary, adjusted his glasses for the millionth time (the author’s exaggerating hehe (-_-) ). He continued waiting for his boss at Theo’s cafe. When he called his boss some minutes ago, he detected from Nelson’s tone that he wasn’t happy. He internally lit a candle for whoever pissed his boss; little did he know that it was someone Nelson himself was helpless against. Suddenly, a car parked in front of the bar at a breakneck speed. Peter almost swore at the driver only to cover his mouth in shock-guilt. “Sorry boss,” he muttered inaudibly. Of course, how could he forget? His boss was a big demon on the highways; how many curses he had received from other road users! (pedestrians, cyclists, motorists to name a few) Peter sighed and rose from his seat; he made for his boss. Outside the cafe, Peter bowed slightly to his boss but he just went into the cafe and ordered for a cup of coffee. Nelson then sat at the extreme; Peter had no choice but to move over. How could he forget? His boss always liked sitting at the extreme everytime he visited a restaurant or cafe. Would his salary be deducted this month? Anyways, he could always survive whether his salary was reduced or not. After all, Boss Nelson paid nice salaries and so despite his eccentric personality, many dreamed of working at his company. “Boss…”Peter called out but got interrupted by the waiter. “Here’s your order sir. Please enjoy” the waiter then left with his small glass tray. “So em… Boss, is anything wrong?” Peter resumed asking but he was cautious. “Do I look fine to you Peter?” Nelson asked a question that needed no answer. “That bastard! When is he ever gonna treat me like a normal human being? I’m not gay. He’s my friend and it isn’t wrong to love him or call him darling right?” Nelson asked. Peter knew that Boss wouldn’t take no for an answer. “Boss, you’re right. But please don’t take it to heart” “Tell me, Peter; I want you to be very honest with me and don’t worry about me firing you coz you’re the only one who managed to understand me well. So be frank, what do you see me as? What am I to you? What do I need to do so he’ll like me back?” Nelson at the moment looked like a lost child in the forest. Peter sighed and adjusted his glasses. “Boss, you are someone feared by many, you are wise and also the dream husband of many girls” “I know that. Tell me something else” Nelson seemed irritated. “Sorry boss, your personality, your outlook, your views of others. No one is born perfect but you can try to be better and better.” Peter’s palms under the desk were sweating. ‘ I hope Boss isn’t angry’ he thought. “I know. Well, let me tell you a story. I’m telling you coz I view you as my confidante and friend too” Nelson spoke; preparing himself to reveal a huge thing about him with a sigh. “Boss, go on. I promise not to say a word even to a corpse” Peter deep down didn’t really wanna hear the so-called secret. He wanted to live longer! “Ok! Waiter, get me another serving first.”Nelson requested loudly and later added: “Make it 4 waiter, and also add a lot of milk in them.” Mc Dermott hospital. “So, you actually did that? Cool! But It would have been better if you smashed his windows” Evelyn spoke loudly before covering her mouth. “Sorry, I forgot. This is our secret” Evelyn apologized telepathically to Vanessa. “So, can you please get me out of here? I wanna go home”