My Love

XIX

Serena's pov.

I sit by my desk pondering about how my life has changed for the better since I moved here. I took out my wallet from my purse and looked at the picture I have of my family. I had to tear out a piece of the picture because of him and I am glad I did. I sadly smiled as I watched the picture and wished they came here with me.  I took out my pills from my bag and immediately downed two before anybody saw me.

Since I left my home town I have gotten a job, apartment and I met someone special and I think that is really good for me. 

Screw them.

I looked at Alessio through his office. His eyebrows furrowed as usual and his hands running through his hair. He must have sensed I was staring at him because he looked me directly in my eyes and smiled.

My heart began to flutter as I saw his amazing smile. I quickly turned away because a deep blush was forming on my face.

He quickly got up and his door suddenly opened and I quickly picked up my pen and began to do some paperwork.

"Hey", Alessio said as he pulled up a chair beside me.

"Hey" I replied back.

"Can you do something for me? There is a conference in Hawaii that I need to attend this weekend for two days, can you book our plane tickets and rooms?" He asked.

"Yea sure. How many people are going?"

"Three people, Xavier, you and I"

"Me?"

"Yup, you are my assistant."

"Oh yeah, no problem, I'll get right on that"

He got up from his chair and walked back into his office.

Deep down I hoped he said something else, other than, I'm his assistant. But that's life.

I quickly began typing away on my desktop computer and looked for the best hotel in Hawaii.

After I found it, I quickly booked it and wrote down the information to give to Alessio in case he wanted to contact them.

I have never been to Hawaii.

The rest of the day was pretty boring. All I did was paperwork and the routine walk around the company. I really don't have to but I like to. I get to meet a lot of new people and the girl who was Alessio's girlfriend got fired, so I don't have to see here again.

I was drained when I reached home. I flung off my coat and plopped myself on the bed.

I couldn't wait to fall asleep and I really hoped I did fall asleep tonight.

*Hours later*

I couldn't sleep for a few hours but thankfully at about 1 am I fell into the deep sleep that I prayed for the entire time.

*The next day*

I woke up to a constant knocking on the door. I groaned loudly and rolled over which was not the best idea because next thing you know I am face down on the floor.

I groaned even louder and screamed 'Coming' so the knocking would stop.

I lazily got up and was too lazy to put on my robe so I looked like a homeless person, in a baggy t-shirt and underwear. But the t-shirt was big enough to cover up.

I walked to the door and quickly opened it. My eyes widened as I saw someone I never expected to see. My ex-boyfriend.