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Heather's POV.

"Please Michael Please calm down!" I couldn't believe that I had to stand in his face and tell him- Ah who am I kidding. It pleased me to see his face fill with rage when I told him how dirty his fucking assistant is. He should've never fired me for that tramp. He put his head in hands becoming sad. I'm almost sure he felt forsaken. "How could she fucking not tell me this?! I'm such a fool." I stood by his side rubbing his shoulders and just comforting him. It's sad when you fall for the wrong person. "I know. I can't believe that whore would hurt you so bad." After about 15 minutes of being the great friend I am I exited the firm. As I got to the front I bumped into little miss sunshine. "Oh sorry Alena I didn't see you there." She rolled her eyes as I smiled. "I hope you have a great day."

Alena's POV

I strongly disliked Heather and I'm sure she knew it. The way she twisted her hips harder and flared her nose at me showed she did. But she wasn't going to ruin my day. I'd been doing my morning routine now for about 3 weeks but I wanted this morning to be different. Every time Michael touched me I felt an unbelievable connection and I felt it was time to share this with him. Because of him I found an apartment within my first week of working for him again. I honestly didn't want to leave his place but I thought that moving out was the best thing to do. He helped me move the furniture and everything. He was warming up to me and nothing Heather said to me could have made me run from him. I was falling in love with him. I knocked on Michael's office door but he didn't answer. I repeated this knock and listen thing about 3 times then I just entered. "Good morning Mr. Jackson." He stood by the file cabinet searching through the files vigorously. "Just the person I needed to speak with." I smiled as I sat in one of the office chairs. "Oh no. Ms. Sumpter please stand. You won't be here long." My face filled with confusion as I quickly stood up looking at him. He wouldn't turn my way. "As of today you are officially fired and I am putting a restraining order out on you. If you step foot near this firm or my house again you will be charged with trespassing and may even serve time in jail." My jaw dropped as I looked at him in total disbelief. "But Mich-" He slammed a file and book on the desk as I jumped frightened. "Get the Fuck out Alena!" My mood went from sad to angry quick. "Fine. I guess I was wrong." He nodded glaring at me angrily "Yeah me too."

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