Chasing Butterflies

Penelope

Andrew's pov
September 28th, 20XX
4:38pm

"Mr. Red. I'm so sorry but I quit. The pressure of being your assistant for your modeling and business is too much for me to take on" My ex assistant explained while standing in front of my desk and I sigh with frustration "But I have the perfect new assistant for you, Sir!"

I glance at her then look down at my desk saying with a sad tone, "continue Anna"

"Yes sir! Her name is Penelope Blossom. She was a lower class man when I went to college but had better grades than me and the other upper class man. She has a great reputation with the city and was on top of all of her classes in high school and college" she explained "I can get her if you want me to Sir"

'Why does that name sound familiar....it rings a bell I think' I thought saying "go get her please"

I waved my hand out to her, telling her to leave and she closed the door when she left my office. Another one of my assistants has quit, I paid her well and treated her nicely but she still quit. That was the third one in five months. I work as a model and at my business company, so I need an assistant to help me out. I waited a minute to hear a knock on the door. Thinking it as her I smile saying, "come in. The doors not locked"

I watched my little sister and her friend James walk through my door, closing it behind him. I stare at them and ask, "what brings you two here?"

"We need to tell you something sir. Heather thinks it really important for you to know this information" James explained with a respectful tone. James has light peach pale skin, dark green eyes, black hair that curls up at the tips and his height was around 5'9. James is 26 I think, my age. James is very shy but outgoing, he gets his work done on time and is the sweetest man I know that works here. He works at my company

I watched them both walk up to my desk and sit down in the chair in front of my desk. "Start"

"Do you remember the girl I shared a dorm with during my college years? Her name was Penelope Blossom'' Heather started. Heather is my younger sister, we're only a year apart but we don't get along at all. She has light peach skin, wavy dark brown hair that stops in the middle of her back, blue eyes and freckles around her nose. She's 25 and her height is 5'5, an average height for an adult her age.

"Yes I remember her" I replied to her.

"Well she told me about herself a little bit. On her 10th birthday her mom divorced her dad after she found out he was cheating on her, so the mom left the family completely. After the divorce her dad started physically and mentally abusing her. In her freshman year her dad committed suicide after a night of heavy drinking" she explained while moving a piece of her hair out of her face.

"Heather, you honestly have no right telling me this information. No wonder dad didn't give you the company, You can't keep your fucking mouth shut" I utter at her with a small chuckle at the end.

"Oh shut up! I just don't want you to fire her on the spot!" She spat at me while standing up. "Besides, dad only gave you the company because you're the only son and he pity's you!"

"Oh dear" James mumbled while looking down at his hands

"Sit down before you cause a scene. I don't want the people to start rumors" I tell her with exhaustion. We heard a knock on the door and said yawn, "come in"

The door opened the door then closed it behind her. She walked a step away from the door, her hair flowing behind her. The room smelled like fresh picked peaches as the atmosphere stopped being tense. She has light medium chocolate skin, white eyes, her hair has medium sized box braids that stopped at her lower back but the front braids were moved back out her face, and her body was slim thick but a little plump. She had a white butterfly pin in her hair, little gold hoops and a gold necklace around her necklace. Her presence was bright and lovable, as she shyly smiled while looking down. Her height looked to be around, 5'2.