Playing games with Natasha

chapter 5

Noah pov

It's already 10 and I'm scrolling through Instagram.

Jackson design has over a million followers on Instagram and Facebook. I've been going over and over looking for her but not even one of her pic is here.

Maybe she came visiting or her best friend works there.

Before I could go deeper in my thoughts, A knock brings me back to reality.

I get up from my bed, and walk passed the living room to the front door. I look through the peep hole and spot Tom with his bag.

"Tom, what in the world are you doing here?" I open the door letting him in. He sits on the couch and drops his bag on the floor.

"I leave here" he remarks

"I know, I thought you were Vicky?"

"Vanessa" he corrects "and we broke up" he quietly says it's almost a whisper.

"Tom!" Kevin screams and Tom and I turn to see Kevin in only shorts running in our direction.

"Why are you here, I thought you were with Victoria?" Kevin ask taking a seat on the couch.

It's takes me minutes to realize I'm still standing at the doorway.

"It's Vanessa for the last time and we BROKE UP" he barks.

"Bro chill, why'd you guys break up anyway?" I ask walking to sit at the hand of the couch.

"Because I didn't buy her a dress worth about 200 dollars"  he tries to hide his embarrassment but continues "i just don't get it, she's knows about my money problem but still" he sighs "she caused a scene at the mall".

"Really?" Kevin surprisingly ask.

"Yeah"

"Well, now that your relationship is over Maybe we could..." I am interrupted by my phone ringing.

I check the screen and see it's Jackson design receptionist.

"One sec" I say before entering my bedroom to answer.

"Hello" she says.

"Umm, hey"

"I wanted to inform you that your email has been received but declined" she clears her throat. "But you have been invited to a party which the boss is hosting on Saturday"

"Oh okay" I pause taking in the disappointment but continue "so is there any dress code for the party?"

"Yes, it's either black or white, depending on your choice".

"Okay" I'm about to hang up but she continues.

"You're not allowed to bring any friends and you we've saved your name as Mr Peterson" she states.

"Okay, then bye." I say and hang up.

I sit on my bed for a little while before getting up to go back to the living room.

"So, who was that?." Kevin ask, making Tom look at me, he's now wearing an orange shirt with black jeans. I know Tom made him change.

"It's the Jackson design receptionist, i think her name is Anna" I say leaning on the wall that demarcate the kitchen from the living room.

"Really?" Kevin looks excited. He stands up Immediately. "You got the job didn't you. I know you would get it. Now I can stop walking in that shitty restaurant."

"Wow congrats Noah" Tom says.

"Umm, thanks they're hosting a party on Saturday because of it think" I lie.

"That's great we could buy a suit maybe tomor..."

"Well they said no guest" I interrupt Kevin.

"Oh okay" he sighs "but that doesn't mean I'm still not happy. You know what, let's go out and drink, I'll pay for the drinks are." Kevin drags Tom and I out the door.

I will tell them but, maybe after the party. I promise.

When we're back, it's already late cause Kevin had us drive all over town. We all go to our separate room and I go change into shorts.

I hear Tom talking to Vanessa, agreeing to meet her somewhere for a date tomorrow. I think, I can't actually make out what they're saying.

My plan is now ruined. I've been planning for this for years, to have all my hard work thrown out the window, just like that. The Previous personal assistant for Mr Jackson was fired, because  he wanted to steal stealing but unfortunately for her she was caught. That's when I knew it was my moment to strike. My main aim is to destroy that company, because my dad had an heart attack and it's all Mr Jackson fault.

He demolished my dad's business to build his own but now, I'm gonna ruin his. One way or another, we'll see who gets the last laugh.