Suit up Mr. Riley

Two

Clarissa walked out of the office building, and headed to the nearest café, which happened to be Lá Belita.

Walking into the café she walked up to the front counter, and purchased a soy latte.

"Please come and get me." Clarissa spoke over the phone.

"Master Elliott what is the matter, did something happen to you?" Hector asked in worry.

"I quit, I finally quit. No more office, no more papers, files . No More Mr.Riley."

"I am on my way Master Elliott, stay where you are."

"Thank you Hector."

"My pleasure Master Elliott, my pleasure."

Clarissa hung up the phone and sipped on the latte she'd ordered. She was furious. Mr. Riley was a butt-wipe, and longer would she subdue to his awfulness.

He thought he was everything. 6'4, dark gray blue eyes, and that black hair that anyone could run their fingers through. What is wrong with me, she thought. She just left the office because of his idiotic self, but who was she kidding. That beautiful Mediterranean tan, those gorgeous pink lips, that slim and toned physique. The man could take one look at you and steal your heart.

Though Clarissa was a bombshell, she never felt worthy in his presence.

5'9, long naturally dark red curly hair, bright color changing hazel ehes, and rich almond skin. Clarissa's curves could drive any man crazy. Her sweet personality and soft features any woman would kill for.

Clarissa stared out of the big thick glass window that sat at the front of the shop. She really didn't know why she did what she did.

Not only was Clarissa in the top ten richest people, she was #4, with over 70.5 billion dollars. She has missed countless social events, and charity events. Just so that she could walk around like what her upper class friends would call, a poor person.

If Mr. Riley knew who she was he would bow to her, cause she could break his career, and his company in 0.5 seconds.

That thought alone made Clarissa smile, cause even though he has acted like a douche over the past 3 years, she still had the power to make him pay for his evilness.

With that Clarissa stood and walked out the shop, heading to her awaiting Rolls Royce Phantom.

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"He would like to apologize, for whatever he did." Christian said over the phone.

"Did he really say he wants to apologize for whatever he did."

"Yes." Christian said erupting in laughter.

"What?!" Clarissa screamed over the phone, causing Christian to almost topple over in laughter in front of his wife and twin daughters.

"Oh God the man is delusional."

"Tell him I said to burn in hell. I gotta go. Hectors yelling about something." Then she said her goodbyes and hung up the phone.

"Are you ok Daddy?" Eliza asked.

"I'm fine sweetheart, don't worry about Daddy okay?" He said wiping a tear from his eye.

She nodded her head and turned back to her sister.

"Andrew?" Talia, Christian's wife asked.

He simply nodded.

"Typical."