“Maybe I do,” he said gently. She studied him for a moment. And you? Who are you really?
Benson smiled. Just Solomon, the junior IT assistant for now. Naomi nodded slowly. Well, I see you’re a man of principles.
Keep it up. As she walked down the reception area to continue her cleaning, Benson watched her leave.
Under his breath, he whispered, “You’re not just special, you’re rare.” One quiet afternoon when most workers had gone for lunch, Naomi was in the lobby cleaning the couches.
Suddenly, she looked up and saw Fei approaching with a proud smile. In his hand was a brand new phone still in its box.
I noticed you’ve been using that old phone for a long time, he said smoothly.
Take this. It’s yours now. Be mine, baby. Naomi froze. She looked at the phone, then at him.
Sir, no thank you, she replied. He raised a brow. Why not? You don’t like it.
It’s not about the phone. I just can’t give you what you want. Please look for someone else.
Femi laughed. I don’t want someone else. I want you. I’m sorry, sir, Naomi said firmly.
Never. I’m not interested. His smile dropped. His eyes hardened. You poor thing. Do you know how lucky you are that I’m even talking to you?
He hissed. You’ll regret this. I will make your life miserable. He grabbed the phone and stormed out.
Naomi stood frozen, her heart racing, tears gathered in her eyes. She feared not the man, but the possibility of losing the only job she had struggled so hard to get.
Moments later, she wiped her face, picked up her rag, and quietly continued cleaning. Benson had just stepped out of a meeting when he saw her.
She quickly wiped her face again. “Naomi, what’s wrong?” He asked. “I I can’t do this anymore,” she whispered.
I just want peace. Benson dropped the files he held. Talk to me. She took a deep breath and explained everything.
How Fei tried to bribe her with a phone. How he had been making advances at her and his threats.
Benson’s fists tightened. He did what? Naomi touched his arm gently. Please don’t go to him.
I know how hard it was before I got this job. I don’t want to lose it.
He’s just a staff. He can do anything. Benson met her eyes. He has crossed the line.
Let me talk to him. Please, she whispered. I don’t want to get you fired.
But Benson had heard enough. Without another word, he turned and marched down the hallway.
Naomi hurried after him, but he was already heading straight into Femi’s office. He knocked once and walked in before Femi could answer.
