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Chapter Three

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My footsteps were loud and clear as I made my way to the front desk. The woman working there looked up at me, unimpressed - setting me on edge.

She had golden blonde hair and eyed me up with annoyance.

"May I help you?" She asks me, hair voice incredibly high pitch and coated in overly fake sweetness.

"Do you know where I could find Mr Bennet?" I ask her. She looked me up and down before her gaze drifted to her computer screen. The woman mumbled something about him being in his office before dismissing me with a shake of her manicured hand.

I rolled my eyes at the woman, feeling incredibly out of place as I looked around. The whole lobby of this place looked as modern as possible.

In the middle of the lobby was a small fountain, with a large sculpture of a flower sitting in the middle of it. There were lights lighting it up which changed colours every so often. The place had gigantic windows on the front with a silver lining around it.

The marble floor a covered in a bloody reddish colour- which complimented the grey flowers on the desk where the rude woman sat.

I shifted my gaze to the elevator and strolled lazily towards it, dreading the next few hours with my whole being. I pressed the button to go up and waited impatiently for the elevator to come down, tapping my foot on the floor continuously.

"Calm down, the elevator should be here any minute now." A man's voice comes from behind me- making me freeze.

"My name is Trevor Bennet by the way. And who might you be?" The man, Trevor- asks me, as he comes to stand next to me. He was over two heads taller than me, making me feel incredibly intimidated. His muscles were easily detectable through the very tight black suit he wore. He could easily break me in half.

His smile was charming though, and his brown eyes were warm - and yet something told me to stay away. 

"Emilia Laurence," I tell him, as I bite my lip, instinctively looking away from him. Finally, the elevator opened as, unfortunately- both he and I stepped in.

"Top floor?" Trevor asked me.

I nodded.

The rest of the elevator ride was silent, thankfully.

As soon as the doors opened, I dashed out eagerly- heading straight for Lucas' office. On the way, I got some odd looks from people- making me feel insecure once more.

Finally, I made it to his door. I knocked on them, waiting for a response.

"Come in!" I hear the old man's deep voice. "Ahh, Emilia, what are you doing here?"

"I have to fill in for Amelia." I shrug with a smile once I fully walked in. Lucas' signalled for me to sit down with his hands, so I strolled towards the large leather chairs in front of his desk and plopped myself down.

Lucas Bennet was in his late 50's, yet he was still incredibly handsome. His hair was black and slicked back, his eyes were also black- but looked wise. He was much taller than me- and probably still stronger than me, but I was not scared of him. He is family.

"I'm assuming she's gone roommate hunting?" He asks me. I nod, a small smile playing on my lips as he lets out a rich laugh. We talk for a little while before he dismisses me, talking about 'his nephew causing some trouble'.

I reluctantly stood up, and with a sigh- I grabbed my stuff and left his office- heading over to mine.

My steps were confident as I left- nevertheless, they became meeker as I walked on. I began feeling incredibly insecure- it was overwhelming.