Love is blind

chapter2 the boss

Kingston's POV

I woke up feeling good about my decision to hire Evelyn Martinez. Her intelligence and maturity had impressed me, and I knew she would be a valuable asset to the team.

As I entered the office, I was immediately drawn to her presence. She was a beautiful girl, with an air of innocence and naivete about her. Despite her youth, she had a strong sense of responsibility and determination.

As I worked through my morning meetings, I couldn't help but notice how her attention seemed to follow me. It was as if she wanted to be near me, to learn as much as she could from me.

As the day progressed, I spent time training her on her new role as my personal assistant. She was a quick learner, and soon she was asking questions and contributing ideas. I was impressed by her intelligence and her eagerness to learn.

As I observed her throughout the day, it became clear to me that Evelyn had a certain charisma and appeal that drew people to her. She was sweet and kind, with a sense of humor that could lighten any mood.

Despite her youth, she had faced challenges in her life that had given her depth and maturity beyond her years. She had taken on the responsibility of caring for her younger siblings and had fought to provide for them, even in the face of difficulty.

As the day drew to a close, I found myself wanting to know more about her. I wanted to understand what had made her the person she was, and how she had managed to overcome the obstacles she had faced.

I made a mental note to try and get to know her better, and to help her in any way I could. I had a feeling that this girl was special, and I wanted to do whatever I could to support her and help her achieve her dreams.

Evelyn's Pov

It was my first day as Mr. Kingston's personal assistant, and I was nervous but excited. I had been working hard to earn this position, and I knew that it would be an amazing opportunity to gain experience and learn from Mr. Kingston.

As I entered the office, I could feel the weight of the responsibility on my shoulders. I was only 17 years old, and this was my first job. But I had been studying hard and preparing for this moment.

Mr. Kingston welcomed me warmly and showed me to my office. He was a very impressive person, with a quiet confidence that commanded respect. I could tell that he was intelligent and skilled, and I knew that I had a lot to learn from him.

As I got settled in, Mr. Kingston began showing me around the office and introducing me to the team. Everyone was friendly and welcoming, and I felt like I had already made some new connections.

The day went by quickly as I learned my new duties and responsibilities. Mr. Kingston was patient and understanding, and he made it clear that he was always available to help and answer any questions I had.

As the day came to an end, I reflected on what an amazing experience it had been. I had learned so much, and I was eager to continue working hard and learning more. I felt like I was taking the first steps towards a bright and successful future.

It was clear to me that this job would be challenging, but also rewarding. I was determined to give it my all and to make the most of this unique opportunity.

I arrived home after a long day at work, feeling exhausted but satisfied. It was my first day as Mr. Kingston's personal assistant, and I was still getting used to the idea of having such a high-profile job.

As I walked through the door, I was greeted by my younger siblings. They excitedly asked me about my day, asking questions and wanting to know everything I had done. I smiled at them, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment.

I made a quick dinner for myself and the kids, then settled down to do some work. I had a stack of paperwork and reports to go through, but I didn't mind. I was excited to be working for Mr. Kingston and to have the opportunity to learn from him and grow in my career.

As I worked, I couldn't help but think about Mr. Kingston. He was a fascinating and impressive person, and I had enjoyed getting to know him better during my first day at the office. I was curious to learn more about him, and I wondered about what his life was like outside of work.

But for now, I was focused on my job and on giving it my all. I was determined to be the best personal assistant I could be and to learn as much as I could from Mr. Kingston. I knew that this was a great opportunity, and I was eager to make the most of it.

As soon as my father enters the house, I sense the tension in the air. I can tell that he's been drinking and he looks at me with anger in his eyes. He starts shouting at me for no reason, saying that I'm useless and that I'll never amount to anything. I can tell that he's in a bad mood, but I don't know what to do.

I try to reason with him, but he's not listening. He continues to yell at me, and I can see that he's getting worked up. I start to feel scared and I back away, hoping he won't notice. But he does, and he starts coming towards me.

Just when I think he's going to hit me, he stops and stumbles into the wall. He starts to fall to the ground, and I quickly reach out to catch him. I feel his weight as I pull him up, and he leans on me heavily.

I help him to the couch, and he passes out. I sit there for a while, feeling scared and alone. I know that I need to get out of here, but I don't know how. I'm only 17, and I have no money or anywhere to go.

I start to think about my options, and I know that I have to be strong for my siblings. I have to find a way to get us out of this situation. But I don't know how, or where to start. All I know is that I have to try, because I can't let them down.