I stormed into company, my glass, custom-made heels clicking angrily against the polished floor. The aura I oozed off, despite the ridiculously big bouquet of roses I was carrying, was intimidating.

And that was what I was aiming for but not to intimidate these innocent staff but their boss.

Their stupid, arrogant, stubborn boss who was gradually turning my home into a garden of roses, daisies and chrysanthemums.

He couldn't even get my favorite flower right. Tulip.

Not to say these weren't ...