Vivian POV
As i step outside the crisp morning air brushes against my skin. The sky is painted with soft shades of blue and some pink. the trees sway and my hair blows in the subtle breeze as i walk on the pavement to the bus stop. I reach the bustop and wait for the bus with a couple of other peoplewho pay no attention to me. i wait for around ten minutes and the bus finally showed up. i go with a crowd of people and sit on an empty seat luckily before all of them are taken. But im stuck sitting next to some old creepy guy. Im on an aisle seat luckily. i sit with my bag on my lap as the bus starts to drive along.
Around not even five minutes into the ride i feel a rough and wrinkly hand try to touch my thigh. I look to my left and see that creepy guy looking at me weirdly and trying to touch. As I'm about to protest I'm cut off by a man who was seated behind us speaking up "Hey! Leave the lady alone." The old man seems ready to protest when the man who defended me gives him what i can only describe as a death glare from the pits of hell, the old creepy man backs off. The old creepy man backs off for the rest of the ride and when the bus stops i stannd and get off as soon as i can. That man who defended me is a thought in my head. i brush it off ignoring it. its probably nothing.
I walk pon the sidewalk for a few minutes and reach the office building i work at. Its a modern design with mirrors making the majority of the building. I can already see people hustling around inside the building.
I go to the entrance and enter the building going to the elevator and clicking my floor number. i wait as the doors open and im let in. I click the floor number im heading to and go to my desk. I put my bag down on my chair as i turn on my laptop and see i got an email from the boss asking me to go to his office. i sigh and walk from my desk to the elevator again. I click the number of the highest floor where his office is and the doors close behind me. After a few minutes i reah the floor and step out the elevator i sigh under my breath and walk to his office doors. And
i knock
on the doors signalling my arrival.
YOU ARE READING
His little spy
Storie d'amorehi this is one of my first stories and is about mafia men (duh). it will be updated now and then but i am still in school so not much. enjoy the story you little demons. sorry if its bad english isnt my first language
