"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦
Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the...
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TWO WEEKS WENT by in a flash. Avelina had learned to adapt to being Adrik's sidekick. Wherever he went, so did Avelina. She became well-known throughout Adrik's business and managed to grow on everyone. Her kindness melted the hearts of even the cruelest at the workplace.
"Ms. Santos, Mr. Zolotov has requested your presence in his office," Zaria smiled. One person who wasn't as bad she seemed was Zaria. After a while, she grew to actually being kind of nice.
"Okay, I'll be there in just a second," Avelina told her. Just as Zaria nodded her head and began to exit the room, Avelina stood up and cleared her voice.
"Hey, Zaria-real quick question," she spoke. Zaria raised a brow of patience. Her smile slowly growing on her features.
"You were kind of off on the first day we met. Why was that-did I do something to upset you?" Avelina questioned, her mind surfing over the memories of the first day at Adrik's casino.
"I was having a bad day. Me and my fiancé had gotten into a huge argument, and when I saw you, I thought you were going to steal my job," she spoke softly followed by a sigh.
"I'm sorry," Avelina responded, suddenly feeling guilty. She had no clue why she felt guilty, but couldn't ignore the blue feeling that overwhelmed her heart.
"What are you sorry for?" Zaria laughed out, once again, she turned towards the door, "boss doesn't like tardiness. Tick-tock, Ms. Santos."
Avelina nodded her head before following Zaria out of the room just as they were their separate ways.
As she was making her way to Adrik's floor, she waved at a few of the employees who politely waved back.
When she made it Adrik's office, she was immediately welcomed by his familiar masculine scent. The second her eyes found his, her face seemed to light up.
"Adrik, you've requested my presence," Avelina smiled as she made her way closer to him.
"Yes, we have a wedding to attend tomorrow. Jordan Dean will be arriving in precisely five minutes to do your measurements," Adrik told her before sitting down in his chair behind his desk. Avelina walked over to him and sat down on top of his desk near the edge. She noticed the way he seemed to cringe but didn't do anything to move her. He hated anything being out of place, and her body on his desk wasn't the best sight in the world.
"Measurements for a dress? Am I allowed to see what this dress or whatever it is, will look like?" She asked. He looked off for a moment before turning his attention to his computer.
"No," he answered her. She smiled brightly just before jumping down from his desk and walking behind him. It felt instinctive the way her head leaned down just to make contact with his as her arms would circle his neck.
