Chapter 4

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ANDREA'S POV

        Lyla D'bish.

   This pretentious little thing, the rudest and sluttiest lady I have ever encountered.

     From what I learnt from Raymond, her parents are some rich businessmen, who run some kind of furniture company in Australia.

   They were the ones who set up Lyla and Raymond, hoping that they'll get married and be associates with the Brittlestones.

  Lyla is a big lair. She's rude to everyone but Raymond because she's always out to get into his pants.

   I was glad when I heard she was gone not just because I could be with Raymond but also she was a thorn in the ass.

    And now that thorn is back.

  I stare wide eyed as she makes her way to Raymond, sits on his lap and kisses him.

    I try my best to compose myself in front of them.

   Chanting in out in my head so I won't forget to breathe.

    "My love, how are you?" Raymond say after they stop sucking each other's faces.

    My heart wrenches abit at the endearment. He never used endearments for me.

    "I'm good, but I would have been better if they did not try to stop me from coming in". She does a little pouty face after saying that.

    'Gross'

   "I won't let that happen again, I promise". He says and kisses her again.

    I need to get out of here because if I spend another minute I might throw up.

     I clear my throat to get their attention.

   "Mr Brittlestone, I believe you asked for coffee how would y....."

      "You're his P.A right, Andrew was it?". She always does this. Every single time.

      "It's actually Andrea, miss Tyler" I say just to annoy her.

     "It's Lyla honey. It's not that hard". She snorts a little.

    I can't help but grind my teeth and hold my tongue before I do something that'll get me fired.

      "Miss Andrea, my coffee.....black, two cubes of sugar, steaming hot". Raymond says.

     "Okay sir". I say and finally escape the hellhole.

     Why is she here? Doesn't she see him enough at his house? I sure hope she's not here for the whole day I don't know if I can take it.

     I get the coffee from the company's cafeteria. I get one for myself because I notice I have to skip lunch.

   "Hey you're overfilling it!" A voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I look to see the cup I'm filling is spilling over.

    "Ohh shit" I yank the cup causing it to spill all over the place, luckily not on anyone.

    I just drop the cup and grab a napkin with a sigh.

    "You seem really lost there, you okay?" I turn to see who the voice is.

      It's a tall.....really tall guy with brown hair and blue eyes. His body isn't really muscly, his face an average structure.

     He's not drop dead gorgeous but he's above average in the least.

    "Sorry did I spill any on you?" I say and grab another cup to make another coffee.

     "No you didn't, I'm fine. Are you though?" He asks

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