Our Strange Fate

Chapter six

Another update guys. BTW, I love that pineapple in the pic!

Regina's P.O.V

"Yes. Stand there and wait till am done drinking this water."

You've got to be kidding me!

I look back at him like he's grown some horns which he has.

I mean, why do I have to stand there and watch him drink some stupid water? Just cause he's my future boss doesn't mean he can boss me around.

And worse of all, his drinking the darn liquid painfully slow.

Like his not even taking anything into his fucking mouth.

He looks at me and I notice that smirk on his face. He's doing this on purpose.

Jerkface.

He's making me hate him more. I just stand there and watch him drink. He crosses his leg over his other and continues drinking the water.

Then all of a sudden, he gulps down everything.

What! Why the hell did he make me watch him when he could have just taken it all in one gulp!

He gets up from the chair and slowly walks towards me.

I don't even move an inch.

He has no idea what am capable of doing.

Or so I thought.

He stands towering right in front of me looking so intimidating, merely inches away from my face.

He stares back at me. I look up and notice how intimating his eyes are.

Blue. Fierce. Dominating.

He's so close to me. I feel his breath fanning against my face.

Okay I was kidding. Am so not capable of doing anything to this demon.

He brings his lips closer to my ears, brushing the side of his cheek against mine making chills run through my being.

"You can move now."

And with that he moves away from me and walks out of the room.

The nerve!

How dare he!

He's such a jerk thinking am like one of his many flings who he can boss about.

Who the hell does he think he is!. Billionaire my foot.

I move away from where I've been standing and walk out of the room.

I was even supposed to be cleaning the halls.

I usually come to the kitchen every morning to fix fruits on the dinning table.

No one actually eats them though.

This house is hardly ever used by the owners. Charlotte just loves making the house look homely.

I know Ronnie would love to hear what this jerkface did.

I even hate him more now.

But my hating him won't get those halls clean. No one wants to see an angry Charlotte.

I walk out the kitchen door and go to get my cleaning supplies from the laundry room.

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I've been cleaning for the past twenty minutes or so I think.

My mind had been on so many things I lost track of time.