His Sub

Chapter Nine

Leah's p.o.v
I sit up and groan, the sound of my alarm irritating me. I stand up and stretch before yawning. I pull my hand to my lips and yawn, but as soon as my breath hits my nostrils, I head straight for the bathroom.
I brush my teeth and pull my hair together. I pick out a simple work outfit, which consists of a black pair of leggings, a orange blouse and my orange flats. I decide today wouldn't be the best day to put on makeup after I hit the snooze button on my alarm three times. I grab my bag and a smoothie from down the street and head into my working space.
When I get into my office my assistant is waiting for me. She smiles. "Good morning Leah. The boss is sending you on a meeting this morning." She hugs me slightly. Marina always gave good hugs. She loved hugs. "Hi marina, thank you. Is the information left on my desk?" I ask, she nods before heading off.
Marina was still young. She was just starting college, but was intelligent and the boss thought she would be a good fit for this job.
I look at my desk for the information I was going to need for the meeting, but instead find a note card. It's pink.
Leah,
Your quite intelligent and unique. I would enjoy spending time with you but you don't know who I am. You'll never know because you'll then avoid me.
-X
I frown. Who would send me a card like this? It's not creepy it's quite annoying. And how does this person know where I work? I put the note in my purse and continue searching for the information. I find it and look at everything. I am supposed to be there in an hour.
I grab my purse And head down to the parking lot. I jump in my car and turn to pull my seat belt on but burn my hand instead. "Dammit you whore of a seatbelt." I roar. I turn my car on and huff. Fuck this whether. I pull my seat belt on careful not to burn myself again and drive off.
I open the door to my meeting room and smile. Not everyone has arrived yet so I take my seat and shake hands with everyone. They already have all of their work out so I pull my out too. The last few people enter before we begin.
They ask for me to voice my opinion off first.
"Hello, Leah, I work for Newsletteroutlet. One of our workers, Jordan received more than half a million because a majority of the people were intrigued. I think we need something like this to entertain and raise money." I explain.
"Well what is it about?" One of the people ask. I raise an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, are we worried about what it's about or the money and hits we get off of it Karen?" She looks around.
"I'm Jan not Karen." She rolls her eyes. I smirk and look at the other people. "Anyone else got any better prices?" The head leader asks. Everyone shakes their head. I smile and begin packing my stuff up. "So it's settled then. Thank you for the meeting." I announce before everyone else fallows behind me. I decide to call it a day after turning in all of the work we collected from the meeting.
Marina clears my calendar and checks me out. I head straight home and lay my head down on my pillow impresses with my work today. I began to doze off before suddenly knocking is heard on my door. I stir awake and look at my phone. "4:15? Who is at my door right now? Those assholes." I sigh before waking up fully.
I rolled out of bed and pulled my blanket over my thin body. I pulled the door open, bad breathe, bed head, and sleep clearly written all over me. Liam stands at my door with a smile.
"Hi." I frown. "Do you even know what time it is?" I ask. He looks around, confused. "Great so not only do you not know what time it was your even confused about your name. Are you drunk?" I ask. He laughs. "Had a couple of shots." He manages but still stumbled. I shake my head. "And what exactly was the point of knocking on my door at almost 5:00 in the morning? You know some people have a thing called work and this... what you've done is horrible, but this is just shameful and embarrassing." I sigh. I close my door because a smirk creeps into his face.
I don't have time to deal with stupid shit. "Leah open the door you sexy woman." He shouts, I'm sure the neighbors could hear him. "I'm going to stay here all damn night unless you open this Thingy, what is it? A dooooorrrr? That's a funny name." He laughs. I sigh and pad my feet back to my bed, still pissed off. My doorbell rings again, this time angrily I open the door. "Liam go away. Your being ignorant." I shout. "But you like me." He slurs. "Not when you're acting like this." I announce. "So you like me when I'm normal?" He asks, his eyes lighting up. "No, don't even buddy. Don't you have a bed, because I sure do and it's calling my name." I roll my eyes. He smirks. "I think your bed is also calling my name. It wants us both in there." Again he manages to slur.
"Alright Liam go to your own apartment crawl into your own bed and stop knocking on my door. I have things to worry about and a drunk Liam isn't one. Hell with it even Liam himself isn't one. Go home and don't come back." I slam the door again and this time he says nothing. I head right back to my bed and throw myself in it. The soft material making me sleepier than ever. I fall asleep pissed off that I have to be up soon.