A Christmas Wish

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#5901+words Edited 30/12/2022

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Benjamin POV

It's that time of the year where everyone is running around trying to find that perfect gift for their loved ones, hoping that they like what you bought them, but what if you don't have a loved one do you just give up on the Christmas holiday, pretend it's not happening, like no matter where you go there isn't decorations in every shop window, there aren't couples or families walking around happy and laughing together, I'm not against Christmas or anything but I think some people go a bit overboard when it does come around, oh I'm not one of them I mean I like this season as a lot of other people do but I'm more lowkey than others would like, each year they try and make me more excited about the whole thing and my answer is why should I, I mean I'm not hurting anyone else is celebrating it the way they always do

I sigh as I walk into my office building, my work place is the same way, the managers on each floor gets to choose the colour of the decorations for the tree and the floor itself, all the staff on that floor has then got to find something in that colour, it's a bit ridiculous really but it makes people happy, well that's what they say anyway and I suppose it does, I walk straight to the lifts without stopping but still nod my head to a few of my colleagues, I'm not being rude or anything but I find it hard to have a conversation with people I don't know, or in that particular group gossip about who's fucking whom {like I would really wish to know all that} I scoffed mentally and rolled my eyes at them seconds later as they whisper how rude I was and thinking I was higher than them, all because I haven't stopped and chatted about bullshit, all of them thinking that I couldn't hear them but unfortunately for them, they don't whisper nearly as quiet enough, I've been like this for years I'm not going to change myself to please other people,

I sighed to myself when the lift finally arrived to take me up to my floor and luckily it was empty so it gave me a few minutes to myself before another annoying festive day in here, when it was getting to my floor I quickly checked that my suit was alright but the moment the lift doors opened I came face to face with the CEO of Jacobs Enterprises, Mr Michael Jacobs himself 30 years old, supermodel body plus he's very wealthy that might make a few people go crazy for this guy but he's cold and heartless, I did noticed he was alone which is unusual since he normally has either his personal secretary or a few of his gofer secretaries, as I was thinking all of this he hasn't stopped staring at me once {why is he staring and not saying anything or better yet, why isn't he moving away from the door} I thought quite unsure what he was up to, so I raised an eyebrow at him and that seemed to have pulled him from his thoughts "good morning Benjamin" he said in a deep baritone voice, I placed a fake smile on and replied "good morning Mr Jacobs" before walking around him

I've been here for a few months now and that's the first time I've spoken to him, I'm an outside consultant so he's technically not my boss but how does he know my name, it's not like I've met him before today either plus I'm only here till Christmas anyway because that's when my contract runs out. I look up and I see Ruby and her husband "hey sugar" ruby said the minute she saw me and for the first time today I genuine smiled "morning but you might have to stop with the nicknames or you might make your husband jealous" I replied smirking before chuckling "since its you kid I'm fine with it" Mitch her husband said causing me to make a face at that "what's with the kid comment I'm 25 years old" I pouted but I knew my eyes was shining in amusement "to me your a kid" he responded while patting my shoulder, at that we laughed...unbeknown to the group they were being watched by a brooding alpha male who was clenching his fist to stop him from walking over there and removing the hand that was touching what belongs to him.

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