(Photo of Roman above!! So hoooottttt.) DAMNNNN
ATHENA'S P.O.V
"You missed a spot." The brat's voice demanded.
Who did he think he was? Ordering me around like I was one of his servants.
I kinda was.
If this sh*t bag thought I was going to keep quiet and endure his torture, oh he was so wrong.
"But I've scrubbed this isle five times!" I was practically screaming now.
He was making me work extra hours because he thought the Mart needed a 'better interior', but I knew he was just getting revenge.
The fact that he actually stayed to watch me suffer was disgusting. Just because he slurped money off of his dad, he thought he was the king of the world!
"Hey, don't raise your voice at me. Don't forget that I am the boss now. You do what I say. I can get you fired so easy it ain't even funny," he replied, raising an eyebrow.
He was sitting on the freezers, dressed in an ugly blue suit and his hair sat like a mop on his stupid head. He also had a moustache which was styled in a different way to anyone else's I had ever seen. Still, it was ugly.
As I scrubbed the floor beneath his feet, he stood up, leaving marks on the spot I had just cleaned.
"What the f**k?" I screamed, annoyed at his behaviour. I threw the cloth on the floor and kicked the bucket, spilling dirty water all over the isle.
I had had enough.
As I looked into his eyes, I felt my blood boil. How can someone be so cruel? But then I remembered that there were people like Daniel and my Aunt in this world, who just made it an even worse place to live in.
The brat's eyes widened. I clenched my dirty hands into fists, and turned to walk out of this damn store and this even more damned job.
Big mistake.
I didn't realise that the water was there, and so, as if in a movie, my foot slipped and I felt myself falling. It all happened so suddenly, that I didn't even notice that a hand had snaked around my waist, holding me against something strong.
Sh*t. This was way too cliché.
I immediately recoiled, using the freezers as support.
He had just touched me.
He f**king touched me.
My body, as if instinctinvely, spun around. I saw his face held a smirk, and I couldn't take it.
I raised my hand, and my palm connected with his cheek. The sound echoed throughout the store.
Before I had the chance to see his expression, I quickly walked towards the back of the store. I grabbed my things and was about to leave, when I saw him standing there, his eyes full of rage.
"You're fired." He forced the words out through gritted teeth.
I scoffed, pushing past him.
"Brat," I whispered, as I tried to keep my face neutral.
When I exited the store, I looked back at the dimly lit sign, and sighed.
I had to get another job. And fast.
No way in hell was I asking my aunt for money.
Or worse. Daniel.
Author's Note:
Hello my lovely readers. If you are enjoying this book please show it by voting and commenting! I honestly appreciate every read. I check back everyday just to see if I got another read. I'm literally stalking my own book! LOL
Anyway, you might have soooo many questions. Who is Athena? Why does she freak out when Roman touches her? Where is her mother and father?
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All questions will be answered soon, just keep reading you awesome humans!
Sorry for any grammar mistakes!! And chapters will remain short and sharp..
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