Our love story

10

NADIA FRANCIZEK POV

Two weeks have passed, and everything has been going pretty well for me. Skylar returned home to Lucas, and she voiced out her thoughts, and he agreed on it. Strojek started working, and today is going to be his first day in college.

"Strojek!!!!"

He comes running down, missing a step down the stairs, and falls down with a thud. I run out of the kitchen and found him on the floor; I giggled loudly.

"You yelled my name so loud, I really thought something was wrong," he hissed, getting up on his feet.

I grinned, "Sorry, you can't be late on your first day of college, and I have to go to the restaurant."

He sighs, "Then you should have called me like a normal person; my body hurts."

"Sorry, let's have breakfast."

After breakfast, I grab my purse and exit the house, getting to the restaurant; it was 8 past 8, and the restaurant opens by 9. I head into the kitchen, and Francesca assisted me in preparing some basic meals. I prepared Shawn's breakfast and wrapped it up because Owen will be here any moment from now.

"Ma, I found two experienced cooks as you requested. All you have to do is set a date for their interview."

I nodded, "Arrange it for twelve today; I have nothing to do anyway."

"Okay, ma."

I grab Shawn's packed breakfast and make my way out of the restaurant; Owen was leaning on his car.

"Here you go," I said, handing the breakfast to him.

He smiles at me, "Thanks. There will be a gathering in a few days; I am sure you are aware of that."

I shook my head, "Sir Winston never told me about it; I don't think I am welcomed there."

"It's a party, Nadia; you have to cook."

"Okay, maybe Sir Winston will let me know about it tonight."

"Yeah, see you around, Nadia,I have to get going to work."

"Bye." I smiled before making my way into the restaurant.

I walk out of the restaurant by 5:10 and took a taxi to his house. I got to the front of his penthouse,the men outside smiled at me, and I waved at them. I type in the code and make my way into the penthouse, but I frowned, seeing a girl on his sofa.

She looks up at me, and her eyes go down to my body; I give her a tight smile and turn to go into the kitchen when she stopped me.

"Who are you? And what the hell are you doing in my Shawny's house?"

My Shawny? My heart squeezed in pain, hearing her words. But who am I to get jealous about it? Shawn is a kid; you are eight years older, and he is your boss.

"I am talking to you; you look like his maid. I have been here for about two hours, and you weren't even here to attend to my needs; do you want to get fired? Take a look at yourself; you look miserable, and I don't think you can afford getting fired." She spoke with a look of disgust in her eyes.

I yank her up by her collar and slap her hard on her face, "I am no maid, and I dare you to repeat your words again."

"You bitch!!!" She cried out, pushing me away, and was about to slap me back when I grab her wrist.

"I don't care what your relationship is with Mr. Winston, but I won't stand by and let you belittle me. Get the fuck out of here and return when Mr. Winston comes home, or you might regret staying."