His Personal Intern

Chapter One

The leaves flew in the wind as church bells rung at their loudest. A happy couple stood on the church steps, the bride glowing and the groom beaming. Happiness radiated from the area around them. Standing with his hands in the pockets of his tux, smiling on, was the best man Orion Rivers. 

He walked over to the pair, holding out his arms to hug the groom, who embraced him tightly, "Congrats man. You finally tied the knot after all these years. You deserve it." Kayleb, the groom, smiled widely at his best friend, "You're next. Everyone's getting married and having babies.  You're not even dating someone." Orion smiled weakly, ignoring the sharp twinge in his chest, "I'm not ready to settle. I'm only 23. I'll be old in 7 years." He winked before turning and walking down the steps. He was exhausted beyond belief. The thought of his best friend, his crush since as long as he could remember, was married.. it crushed him.

He made his way to his car, loosening his tie and sliding into the exotic car. It wouldn't take long until the media showed up, so he had to book it. He didn't want the paparazzi to ruin his best friends wedding. Orion brought the car to life, it's engine purring like a satisfied cat. He sped off, waving as he went.

+a year later+

"Mr. Rivers! You can't turn down yet another marriage proposal! Do you even know what this could do to the company?!" A frantic older woman scurried behind Orion, begging with him. The woman was about 5'2, quite short compared to his stature, a bit overweight but there will never be anything wrong with that. 

Orion huffed and stopped, causing the woman to run into him, "Mrs. Poncé, please. I have no intention on getting married. You already know this." She huffed, "Your father wanted me to care for you a-" he cut her off, "I'm 24 years old. I'm an adult. If I wish to get married I would have married the last rich woman who threw herself at me." He spun around again and continued on his way, leaving an aggravated Mrs. Poncé behind him.

The man walked into his office and slammed the door shut, strolling to his rolling chair. He sat down and rolled himself to the window, staring down at the many many stories beneath him.

This may seem confusing, Yes? Well our main man here, his name is Orion Rivers. 24 year old billionaire. About as straight as a bendy straw. You see, his father had passed and left the entire company in his care, don't mind the fact that he had only just graduated from high school at the time. His older brother was absolutely enraged once he found out that even though he had been in the business longer than Orion, he had to work beneath him. Orion wasn't the happiest either, but, the only reply he got was,  "I know you're young but Tate isn't meant for this job. He'll run down the business in weeks." 

Following the casual forcing of an entire company upon him, his best friend and life long crush, got married not long after. Don't get it wrong, Orion was happy for him. It hurt, but he was happy. Anyways, back to the main story. 

Orion sighed stress fully, standing and opening all the blinds on the windows, staring out at the busy streets below him, swarming with people rushing to get places. He honestly wished he was like them. Able to lead normal lives, not have women who have obviously fake boobs get forced onto him.

As if the universe was against him, the door slammed open, revealing a very annoyingly redheaded female with overly stiff breasts. "ORION!" The thing screeched, making him mentally groan. He went stiff, after all, he was told if you come across a snake, you stay still and it'll leave you alone. Luck wasn't on his side as the woman latched herself to his arm, "I missed you!" He curled his lip in disgust, "I didn't miss you. What the fuck are you doing here?" He spat. She fluttered her too long eyelash extensions at him, "You didn't answer my calls." He glared harshly at her, "I didn't answer them for a reason. Get the fuck out of here. You're sticking my office up with your disgusting cheap perfume." He snarled.