Her Assistant

-CHAPTER SEVEN-

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-MAKEOVER-

He patted his hair and slipped the T-shirt over his head. His fingers press over the shirt to make sure there were no wrinkles in them at all and he took a step back. What was supposed to be two hours turned into four. However, Olivia didn't notice since she got lost in finding another piece to draw for the Duke and his wife as a gift of her own. Not only that, but she's also used to living alone and not needing any help.

So literally after it fell quiet and the blue hole of Pinterest sucked her in, she was fixed, not being able to get out again. The man, being Alexander, grabbed a bottle of Dior cologne and lightly sprayed himself down. The final touches to his four-hour makeover. Or well, grooming.

Alexander examines himself from head to waist, seeing that the mirror caught that much of him. He's forgotten what he looked like over the years. It's sad really. Ditching the miniature daze, he caught himself and made sure everything was exactly the way he met it, clean.

Yes, he cleaned up after himself, why wouldn't he?

Alexander took a seat on the toilet and grabbed the bag with the grey crocs she showed him earlier. All the other shoes were more...outdoor wear. He sighs upon examining them after he took them from their place. He wouldn't complain, everything happens for a reason, and this is his opportunity to get back on his feet.

Alexander grabbed the pair of socks he brought in with him and placed them on, putting the shoes on after. He was surprised at how perfect they fit him, with just a bit of space for his feet to actually breathe. He's not stupid but he didn't think Olivia would buy him things in actuality. Maybe he's a bit delusional, but he's grateful.

Alexander gathered everything that was in the bags out of the bathroom and made his way back to the kitchen. He placed the bag with the extra clothing on top and glanced around. The lights are off and it's quiet. Alexander paid no attention to it and went outside to dispose of all his shaven hair and old clothes. The sun is nearly set completely.

After dumping he went back inside and closed the door behind him silently. He wouldn't want to alert her of his return and possibly startle her into thinking somebody broke in. Alexander then went to find Olivia, his boss now.

As the Mr.Reyes made his way back upstairs he finally got to see how big her house actually is. Even the guest bathroom was huge. He wasn't paying attention that much to the things in front of him at all, not until now that is.

The living room, the kitchen, even the front yard is big. Big enough to fit a kid's playground in it. The left side of her house holds the driveway leading to the garage. Alexander reached the top of the stairs and glanced to the left of him. He went right, considering the guest bathroom was to the left.

He found it on a whim.

Alexander prance down the hall, his hands in the pockets of his grey sweatpants, and studied the interior as he made his way down. A few paintings are hung on the wall, all done by Olivia herself. He stops, looking at one of a fish. He made no self-input on it and continued on his way. At the end of the hallway is a left turn, so he follows.

Alexander stopped realizing the hall goes further down, coming to a square opening. However, there's a door to the right of him. He stops in front of the door, studying it intently. Alexander knocks gently, careful not to scare her. When there was no answer he knocked once more, this time a bit louder.