I stared at my window that overlooked the city,the sounds of cars rushing through the roads drowning my thoughts. Dinner went well,mom asked about our day, Ethan is still an annoying idiot but to be honest I prefer it. I'm probably being ungrateful,I have never want for anything that hasn't being given to me. But if I was asked if I will choose my life any other day, my answer will be a blunt NO. With one last sigh I walked to my bed, climbing under the covers. Sleep took awhile but it came eventually and I was pulled under it's strength.
Monday morning and probably the first time I'm driving myself to work. I checked my makeup on the rear mirror quickly before jumping down,I was late no jokes. I moved as fast as my heels cladded feet could take me, avoiding pleasantries at all cost. But when I got to my office a letter on some files on my office desk caught my eye. In my office immediately you arrive it read,"screw me!" I groan tossing the paper in the bin. Maybe this was good? I have to call him out for shipping dad off to punish me anyway. Taking deep breaths,I made my way to his office and didn't hesitate before my knuckles connected with his door. My mental state recently didn't leave me with much patience,"come in". I rolled my eyes,those must be his favorite line so far. I sat myself down in front of his desk, raising an eyebrow at me he growls. "Did I permit you to seat?" "why I'm I here?" I sigh,not bothered if he fired me for disrespect,his gaze darkens and I had no doubt I was hitting some nerves. He opens his mouth to speak but reconsiders it tossing an envelope at me. At first I was hesitant to pick it up from my lap,it could be my sack letter,but I some how found myself not completely hating that idea. So with a blank gaze I opened the envelope pulling out the paper,my brows raised in confusion. I looked towards my boss to find him already staring,"an invitation letter?" "Yes, the company was invited to a charity ball and you are to accompany me". "Should I not be given a choice?" I state slightly offended that he thought he could order me around,I'm no dog. "Look child" he frowns,that hits a nerve,I'm fucking 18! I wanted to yell but I stayed silent letting him proceed. "I pay you to follow orders,your attitude is not work conducive but I will let it pass since you're still new to the adult world" it sounded so much like mockery. I had to take deep breaths not to lose my cool,"how old are you?" "What?!" The look of shock on his face was priceless,"you heard me sir,how old are you?" "Get back to work!" he barks before looking back at his computer,I don't move. It takes about 5minutes of my presence to crack him up,"I'm 29 will you go back to work now?" he sighs looking up at me,I don't try to hide the look of shock that crossed my face. I gave him a one over in doubt,his blonde locks were gelled back,away from his face and stopped slightly above his shoulders. It gave room to drown in his green eyes,his nose was pointed and his lips so plumb. He had a lean but muscular frame from what I remember,in all his didn't look a day past 20. "That's impossible!" I argue after regaining my voice, "get to work right this minute!" He snaps,the veins popping on his forehead had me getting on my feet,"okay jeez" I murmur leaving. Then I remembered something, "why did you send my father away?" "What?" He looked sincerely confused and I flushed embarrassed to think he actually.... "Nevermind, have a good day sir" I smiled before hurrying out of his office to save whatever was left of my pride. 29 years old? I find that extremely hard to believe. I know a man close to his 30's when I see one and Mr kwin was not it, that's not my business any how. I got into business mode in a matter of minutes, drowning the outside world out as I typed away on my laptop.
I packed up quickly,it took a few seconds but I was finally making my way to the elevator. "Ms Morgan!", I sighed before turning around to face the source. "Yes sir?" I say in a sweet fake voice, "Come to my office we have to prepare a presentation now!" "Excuse me sir, but it's past my closing hours" I sassed annoyed,I had no idea why I felt so confident speaking to him like that. "I will pay you extra for the late hours," he frowns, maybe tired of fighting with me,"you do know I don't need the money right?" I asked but walked towards him. "I know a spoilt brat when I see one" he scoffs,his face remained passive so I couldn't tell if he cracked a joke or not,"takes one to know one" I shrugged chosing to take it as a joke. He glares at me but says nothing, opening his office door to let me in,first. The state of his desk was....wow! "Who do you have a meeting with? Trump" I scoff,"sit" he points to the chair in front of his desk before turning around to take his seat. I slumped down on the chair exhausted,"Soo what can I do for you?" "Here,read this through and ensure they are no spelling errors,your results shows you are excellent in Grammer". "Well I can do that" I took the file from him,it was a 15 paged write up so I braced myself for a long night. Few minutes into it,a man let's himself into the office with some take outs bags and I salivated,what? I'm hungry. "Bro you owe me" the man groans,he still hadn't noticed me,so I took my time checking him out. He was a blonde too but his eyes were deep blue,aside from the eye difference you could see the resemblance with my boss, brothers maybe. "Charles,meet my PA, Ms Morgan my younger brother Charles". Charles gives me a one over before nodding,in what I think was approval,jerk! "Hello beautiful" he bows,"cheesy" I scoff with an eye roll,"I'm Lizzy" I chuckled at his pouty face giving him my hand for a shake. He takes it but placed a kiss on the back of my palm instead,"what a beautiful name for such a goddess," I rolled my eyes again but accompanied with a small smile. "Charles you can head home and stop flirting with my employee" Mr kwin says, nothing gave away his annoyance apart from the slight tick of his jaw. "See you around beautiful" Charles winks before leaving,"his cute" I turned to Mr kwin, teasingly. "Get back to work!" he groans,I chuckled ignoring his orders and reaching for the take outs Charles brought. "Elizabeth!" He yells,to say I was shocked would be an understatement, "yes William?" I pout. "We are not on first name basis it was a slip," his cheeks gained more color,"chill I'm starving okay?" He nods gesturing for me to proceed like I needed his approval.
♥️♥️♥️Charles is nice enough but seriously were their parents obsessed with the royal family or what?
