The Devil Wears Jimmy Choo

ONE

"WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE!?" 

My father stepped threw the door slamming it behind him, he crossed his arms over his chest glaring at me and Mike. His face was hard making his brown skin complexion look darker than it already is, I opened my mouth to speak out nothing came out he raised his brow at me.

"..."

"Well!?" he hissed, I hung my head

I watched under my long lashes as Mike stood straighter from his standing slouched position, he rubbed his rosy red left cheek pushing himself up off the back of the chair. I gulped. 

"Sir...It was all my fault...I was-uh- I was touching her and she slapped him sir" Mike confessed, my mouth was open in shock. It looked over to Mike his eyes were avoiding mine but instead were intensely gazing into my father's dark brown ones. I walked up to my dad standing between the two before my father did something he will regret.

"DAD! Please...I shouldn't have slapped him and he didn't touch me..." I lied looking my father in the eye, his eyes were focused on mine now not on Mike's.

"You sure? I don't want you pick up for him...Your only nineteen and I don't know one to be touching my daughter...My only daughter" his soft was softer now, as he rubbed my hair soothingly he let a small soft smile.

"Not even Neil?" I asked speaking of my boyfriend

"Not even that kid you call a boyfriend. He's more boy than man" my father hissed, I laughed nodding my head in agreement. So true.

I smiled back taking his hand in both of mines kissing my wrist softly, he loved when I did that. My father's eyes darted back at Mike with little less anger than before.

"You! Get back to work...Before I fire you" my father demanded pointing from Mike to the door, he quickly exited the room. I watched him waiting for his eyes to meet mine but it never did, he avoided them once again even though I just stood up for his ass yet he's avoiding me.

"Talia!" my father said almost yelling

"Oh sorry what?" I asked as he voice brought me back out of my own little world

"I said I'll  be in my office if you need me" I nodded smiling he caressed my cheek kissed my forehead before exiting my office closing the door quickly behind him. I sighed, sliding back behind my desk, I brought my my laptop from sleep mode when a picture of Neil and I kissing as my wallpaper. Neil's arms were around my waist, he had sightly lifted me off the ground as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Our eyes were closed but smiling at the same time; the wind blew my hair back pieces of curls had slipped out of my bun. I sighed suddenly missing Neil, I picked up my cellphone scrolling through my contacts finding Neil <3. 

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NINE-FUCKING-TEEN. The beautiful Talia-Zoe Hill was only nineteen years of fucking age, she looked so much older like 21 same age I was. And another thing she has a fucking boyfriend but I would figure someone like her wouldn't be single but you never know. Sat in my desk picking up my phone going to camera, I examined my left cheek. Dammmnn this girl has a mean right hook, shit!. Just then Mr.Hill exited her office, his eyes caught mine. Making his way over to me I sighed angered that this is picking the shit out of me, making his daughter fire me. Pfft! to hell with him, Mr.Hill pulled up a chair from a deserted desk turned it round so he sat backwards on it; he folded his arms on the back of the chair resting his chin on his arms. I relaxed in my seat smirking at the audacity of this man, I crossed my arms over my chest.

"So Mike!..." he said my name with distaste

"Mr. Hill?" I raised both my brows in a teasing way

"I know my daughter was trying to stand-up for you and all and thing is...I don't really like you,  you know you work good but not great-" he paused playing with the bronze name plate on my brown oak wooden desk

"And your point is sir?" I tilted my chair back pushing off slightly off the floor with nose of my brown suede loafers.

"I want you stay away from my daughter! I know your type" he hissed through gritted teeth 

"And what am I sir?" I smiled lacing my fingers behind my head

"The type that will get yourself killed if you don't o what I say" he slammed the the heavy name plate on the desk as he rose from his seat, I dropped the chair back on the floor

"Is that a threat sir?"

"You better hope so"

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