Sweet Trouble

Can it get worse? -----5

Its Friday, one week since I got this job and 5days since I started working. I close by 3pm everyday so I still go to the home, although I don't get to stay with them long enough and it breaks my heart.
I miss them, especially Mrs. Delucas, no one compliments my hair apart from her.

My foster mother hates my hair, she complains that its too messy, too long, too scattered and so much more complains.

Before meeting Mrs. Delucas I also hated my hair, but now I love it! Frowning to my self I thought about the wrong ideologies that my mother put in my head and that of my siblings. She made them hate me and she made me hate me.

I remembered her call and sighed. She called to say dad was sick and she accused me of being a terrible daughter who can't even be there for a family that took her in when everyone turned their backs on her.
When I asked her how I could help with his hospital bills she asked me to sign the documents...

But I can't. I wouldn't. I wouldn't sign something that I wasn't allowed to read!

She brought back old memories and stirred up the pain. I couldn't think of it. It hurt too much.
"Get out of my house you good for nothing slut!"
"Dad I'm sorry, mom said that was the only thing I could do to help."
"One more word from you and I will put a bullet in your empty head! Get out!!!"

"Barbara!" Mr. Delucas shouted shocking me out of my wits.

"Emm.. Good mor...- afternoon sir"

"Barbara, you can't just blank out like that, you are at work. You need to concentrate."

"I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again" I answered trying to calm down.

"It better not." He said. "We have a meeting in 5 minutes. You need to get ready." He finished.

I nodded and he walked into his office.
After taking all the things I needed. I followed him into the conference room. Uncapping my pen, I started taking notes.

Voices were merging together and I found it very hard to concentrate.
I was still scribbling bits of information on my note pad when the door opened and he came in.

Yes, Him. The Him!

Oh God what will happen if he keeps to his promise to make my life a living hell. I can't lose this job. I can't!

"Sorry I'm late Dad, traffic was terrible."

Dad!!!

The CEO was his dad!

Oh God, I am so losing this job....

Williams POV
I hate this meetings, the are always so boring. But today wasn't so bad because I was feeding my eyes with the sight in front of me.

There was this girl in front of me, I think she is my father's new secretary. Damn she has a nice body, perfect curves. She stood up to give my dad some files, but I was too busy looking at her ass to even notice her face.

Sitting down again, she put her face down. I think she is shy, probably that's why she keeps putting her face down.

I was still fantasizing about her and her boobs, because her top has a low neck line, I didn't even realize that the meeting had ended until I saw people shaking hands around the table. I shook hands with a few as they left.