Bonus chapter: Andrew's POV

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 This is a short bonus chapter in Andrew's point of view.  I won't be doing this a lot. This is super short and may be badly written, I apologize in advance.

Bonus chapter: Andrew’s POV

            “Your Excellency,” the sound of my assistant calling me brought me back to reality, snapping out of my bubble, I nodded my head in acknowledgement, “Lucca Ryder is here to see you, Your Excellency.” She continued, almost in a purr whilst batting her eyelashes.

            I lean my head against the my hand; whatever Lucca is up to right now, I’m not in the mood. Not after this morning when Rachel stomped out of the penthouse in anger. What makes me feel worse is the fact that the anger is appointed directly at me. I’m the type of person who never cares what the fucking world says about me, but when it comes to Rachel… I hate this feeling; it makes me sound like a chick.

            “Send him in,” I ordered sternly and my secretary nodded. She walks back into her desk, swaying her hips on purpose. The fact that she’s trying so hard almost makes laugh in amusement; I don’t fuck my employee, I never did and never will. “Oh and Ms. King?”

            She stops midway and turn around, sending me a lustful look, “Yes, Your Excellency?” she purrs.

            “You’re fired, send Lucca in and pack your things. I want you out of this building in fifteen minutes otherwise I’ll ask security to escort you. Understood?”

            She nodded her head slowly, almost timidly, “Yes, your Excellency.” She murmured.

            She is the 10th secretary I fired within 4 months. I don’t feel bad; it is their fault. I want my secretary to be professional and do her job really well and productively, not someone like her or the other 9.

            “Andrew, my man, what a pleasure to see you,” Lucca chirps with a smile. I grumbled in annoyance, even though I’m happy to see my best friend, I hate anyone who is always so bubbly and cheerful like him, and Rachel.

            “The fuck do you want?”

            Lucca rubbed his palm over his chest, “Is this way to greet your best friend; I’m offended.”

            “Why are you here?” I asked, ignoring his comment.

            He shrugged, “The shareholders have gone bonkers, and they want their dividends as soon sas possible.”

            I growled, “Ask them to wait, as soon as we have the money they will get it.”

            “That’s what I told them, or at least two of them.” he huffed, “But none of them would listen. They’re hungry for money and are threatening to sue within two weeks.”

            I pinched the bridge of my nose, “I will release a statement tomorrow. If they threaten to sue, I won’t hesitate to sue them back for the fraud they made weeks ago.”

            Lucca nods in agreement, “Great idea man, I will release a statement too.”            

             “Where’s Nicholas?”

            “Oh,” Lucca snaps his finger, “He is driving Rachel to work; she starts waitressing today in the diner couple blocks away from our penthouse.”

            “What?” I roared out, “You left her in the hands of him? You do know Rachel isn’t very fond of him, don’t you?”

            Lucca smirks, “No, I don’t. Rachel likes everyone, whether they’re nice or not, she still likes them.”

            “True,” I piped in though I have no clue about that. But hopefully he’s right; the thought of Rachel hating me makes me want to punch someone. “Where exactly is this diner she is working at?”

            “The one you own.”

            I nodded, “I’m picking her up tonight.”

            Lucca shook his head, “Nah there’s no need. I’m taking her out for a date tonight?”

            “YOU WHAT?”

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