KIM ☆
I always said to my father, 'I'm gonna be rich and wealthy, and have so much intelligence.' He didn't believe me. But little did he know I was right.
Now, a manager at La Beau Sol, and a billionaire. However, my heart isn't captured to the money.
There sat infront of me, the new employee. Euphoria. Her name is rather... beautiful.
"So, before we start, we do need to know about eachother. Wouldn't want an infomationless employee, do we?" I chuckled as I set my wine glass on the desk. I wanted to tell her she was beautiful, name and looks. But that would be weird, since I've known her for only a few minutes.
"Um, sure. So... your name?" Euphoria asked me. I tapped my fingers against the desk lightly.
"Most employees call me Mr. Summers, but for you, just call me Kim. That way, it would be easier." I said with a smile, setting my elbows on the desk as I adjusted my tie.
"Oh, okay... um... your name is really nice." She said with a smile. I chuckled, leaning forward slightly.
"Yours is nicer."
"What-"
"Ignore that. Heh..." I said with a slight blush blossoming my cheeks. She was too beautiful. Too pretty. Oh hell no, I'm going too far, "so, Euphoria. I do need your age."
"Age?" Euphoria asked, she pressed her lips together, "sure, I guess... I'm twenty. I'm in university..."
"Interesting."
I could notice her fidgeting with her fingers under the desk, and her little stutters were... goddamn adorable.
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The end of the day came. A proud smirk took my face as I stared at Euphoria.
"I gotta say, you did rather fantastic on your first day as a waitress. I'm proud." Euphoria smiled. Oh wow, that beautiful, breath-taking smile is back again.
"Thanks, so do I get my payment?"
"Ah, of course. Here." Euphoria's eyes widened at the sight of the cash amount.
"$1,500?" She questioned, "I don't need this much..."
"Oh please. It was for your amazing work today. Either take it, or I'll double the payment."
"Okay, fine... thank you." Euphoria smiled once again. I swear to the heavens that smile is unresistable.
"Say, why don't we go out for a bit. We can get to know eachother whilst we're at it. And don't worry, I'll walk you to your house." I said, holding my hand out and grinning. Euphoria took it.
"Sure, I have my curfew at 10pm though."
"Of course."
We exited La Beau Sol and damn, its dark already. Its only 7pm.
I looked over at Euphoria, seeing her shiver slightly. She asked, "Do you have like- a flashlight? Or..."
"I have my phone light. Its not that bright, but it will do. Besides, there's plenty of street lights here. I'm sure it will be—" I saw Euphoria shivering more. I can't help but wonder if something was up. What is this? Why do I feel so overprotective, why do I suddenly hate seeing her scared, hurt, anything that hurts her.
"Is everything okay?" She started to shake. Fidgeting with her blouse, whilst I heard soft hyperventilating, "Hey, Euphoria."
"Wh- what?"
"Is everything okay?"
"...On second thought... I wanna go home." Her expression was one of fear.
"Oh, okay." My smile tried to show understandment, but obviously it didn't work.
We both walked back to her house, the darkness in the air filled the whole street. The lights were off, resulting in me using my phone light. I soon waved goodbye to Euphoria.
....
Words suddenly told me that she's mine. Body and emotion, physically and mentally. The utter feeling of obsession washed over me. Euphoria, my angel. My love. No one else's.
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𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬
Romance‼️CONTENT WARNING INCLUDES STALKING AND KIDDNAPPING. NOT RECOMMENDED FOR EASILY DISTURBED READERS‼️ As a student at Folklot University, Euphoria Quilson catched her job as a waitress at a French and Spanish restaurant known as 'La Beau Sol'. However...
