My Sexy Assistant

Freeze!!!

Jake's P.o.v

Five hours ago

I opened the door and stepped into the candlelit house. The smell of strawberry filled the air. I took a deep breath and approached the table where my 'friend' sat. I poured myself a glass of Hennessy, then I took a seat. I tapped my fingers against the table as I took a sip. He leaned forward and smiled. I kept a serious face.

The air around us was tensed. The room was so silent.

"How long will this take you?" I asked crossing my arms. He leaned back and lit a cigar. After taking a few puffs he answered.

"Why worry? I'm good at what I do. I'm a damn genius. Trust me. She's so dead after this"

"If I put my trust in you I expect results. Don't make me wait... you know where to find me when this is done"

"Don't worry Mr. Grant. As I said... I'm a freaking genius"

present

I stared out my window as usual. The day felt empty and boring. I missed Diana. I wish she was here to annoy me and roll her eyes. She begged me to let her work from home, and even though I think she should take rest she was so convincing I agreed. I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked back to my desk. I took up my coffee and took a sip, the taste danced upon my taste buds. I skipped through my emails in annoyance. I have so much request from different persons begging for an interview, but I don't do that...

My mother decided to stay at a hotel instead of my house. She claimed I was disgracing her by getting involved with Diana. I guess she's just going to have to live with me being a disgrace because I will not give up what I have with Diana just to please her.

Sometimes I wished we had a closer relationship. I wish I could tell her anything, but I couldn't. She will always look down on me. I thought when I built this company I would at least make her proud, but she wasn't. She has no idea how hurt I am by her. I just don't show it. My past is something I hated to discuss. Somehow I felt comfortable discussing it with Diana. She's always so encouraging and sweet. She doesn't judge or criticize me. I used to read comments about myself over the internet. I got so many nicknames. Some negative and some positive. I used to dwell on the negative comments so much that it almost broke me. Until I decided enough was enough, so I shut everyone out and started being positive about life.
There's nothing I hate like the past. I am wa-

My thoughts were interrupted as Lyle barged in the room. He kicked off his shoes and stretched out in the sofa.

"Can you go one day without not coming in to my office?" I asked in disgust.

"I can see you miss Diana. You look confused as to what to do. She's so apart of you now"

"Lyle. It's better to keep your mouth shut sometimes. The world would be a much better place"

"I really don't know what Diana sees in you. You're such a total jackass"

"Oh really? I wonder how you didn't call me that last night" I winked playfully.

"Dude what are you talking about?"

"Oh don't pretend we are both consenting adults"  

"What are yo- oh hell no!" He said getting up. He just Realized what I was saying. He took up the vase from the table and flung it at me. I ducked it and laughed. "You're disgusting. Why the hell are we related?!"

"Oh come on you know you love me"

"I am going to a bar right now and get myself a really hot girl, then I will unrelate myself from you and classify you as the worst cousin ever"