Her Mission

Her Mission-9

      Camila's POV
I. Absolutely. Hate. Mason Weston.
What kind of man acts like him?!!
"Will you stop stabbing your steak?" Noah asked from across the table
"What's got you riled up?" Raine asked.
They're asking questions which can only mean one thing.. I'll have to tell them about Mason but that'll mean risking Ethan's life.
Damn you Mason Weston. I yelled in my head.
"Are you going to tell us, or you're going to keep arguing with your subconsciousness?" Mary piped in.

"It's nothing. I'm just having problems at work" I replied acting like its nothing.
"Wow. You're finally acting like you're employed" Raine said laughing with Noah..
If only they knew at was cost I was surviving at work.
"I'm not in the mood for you guys" I said as I left the dinning room.
As I was going to my room I overheard their conversation.
"Do you think its really nothing?" Raine asked
"If its more she'll obviously talk to us about it" Mary replied.
"But seriously, I think she's really facing hard problems at work" Noah said
"I'm worried about her" It was Raine this time
"We all are. If its too much for her to handle alone, she'll come to us to talk about it" Mary said
"I just hope she's doing well" Noah said sighing.
Even I wished I was doing well.

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I have gotten to a stage in life I am not happy going to work, like seeing Mason just ruins my mood.

"Ethan, I won't be going out for lunch break. Do not eat your snacks if you're not hungry"
"Please let me stay with you in Mr Weston's office" Ethan pleaded.
"Why Ethan? Don't you like the daycare?"
"I do not like it there. The kids always make fun of me that I don't have a dad" He replied sniffing.
"Oh,  It's okay. I'll ask Mr Weston if its okay for you to stay in with us"
"Okay, thank you" He said smiling.
Well at least someone is happy to see Mason.

I am obviously the unhappiest worker on earth. I hate my boss but somewhat love the job and the salary that comes with it.

"Sit over there Ethan. Read your book and only stand up if you have to" I said for the nth time this morning.
I walked over to my table and started working, not even caring about the annoying boss sitting across the room looking like a model in his Versace suit.
If only I could express how much I hated him.

My aunt in Germany called me few hours later
"Hallo meine liebste Nichte" My aunt Maya screamed into the phone
"Hallo zu dir auch Tante" I greeted her back.
Yes I speak German language, well I speak quite a lot of languages since I traveled a lot as a kid.
"Was hast du so gemacht?" She asked
Leave it to aunt Maya to want to be updated in everything.
"Nicht viel. Ich habe gerade angefangen bei Weston Empire zu arbeiten" I happily informed my aunt about my job.
"Wow, das ist nett. Ich habe gerade angerufen, um Ihnen etwas mitzuteilen"
I was wondering what was it aunt Maya wanted to inform me.
"Was ist es?" I asked her
"Ich werde eine Marke in England lancieren. Ich brauche deine Hilfe"
A new brand in England?!  Can aunt Maya not spend too much money. I groaned internally.
"Tante Maya, darüber reden wir später. Ich bin gerade auf der Arbeit" I informed her since Mason was beginning to eye me suspiciously.
"OK dann. Auf Wiedersehen" she said and I ended the call.
Speaking a lot of German language at a go was pretty exhausting.

I went back to work hastily with a short glance at Ethan who seemed content taking a nap nap on Mason's couch.

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      Mason's POV
Camila speaks German language?!! I asked mentally. 
Damn that just made her hotter. I really wanted to ask her about it was I was hesitant because heaven know what she'll do.

"Didn't know you could speak German language, Cupcake" I said from my table.
The look she gave me could fry steak if possible.
"Its none of your business Mr Weston and besides I am good with languages that's why I applied for the advertising department" She replied narrowing her eyes at me.
She thinks that's gonna make me feel bad..
"Well Cupcake, its my business because you're at work and you're receiving a call from your aunt" I said smirking.
"Were you eavesdropping on my conversation with my aunt?!" She yelled
"Again Cupcake, I am in the same office as you. I can't become deaf because you are receiving a call in another language"
"Then fire me" She sassed.
Wow, really smooth of her throwing my defense back in my face.

I didn't reply her but I saw her looking at me with so much hatred. She's the only lady I've come across that's not begging me to have one night with her.
Camila is just different.. In a good way, I confirmed mentally.

Time rolled by quickly and soon it was time for lunch. On a good day, Camila would be half way through the door but today she's still calmly typing away on her computer. I couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong.

I stole a quick glance at Ethan and decided to ask him why they aren't going for lunch.
"Hey little man" I greeted Ethan sitting beside him.
"Hi Mr Weston" He smiled back.
How can such an angry lady give birth to an easy going son? I thought.
"Why aren't you going down for lunch?" I asked him.
"I do not know. But I think mom hurt her wrist yesterday. She's been unable to carry me around and get things done with her hand" He explained.
It took me a second but I remembered grabbing Camila's wrist yesterday leaving a bruise and one again, I hated my existence.
"Would you go down with me for lunch?" I asked him.
"No, I still have some snacks" He politely declined.
I knew both Camila and Ethan were hungry because of what I did yesterday. I know I shouldn't care since she talked to me rudely but a bigger part of me hated what I did and wanted to apologize in a way without saying sorry.

"I'll give you lots of chocolates if you come with me" I said trying to cajole him.
"He isn't allowed sweets in the afternoon" Camila said from her table.
"I'll give him a lot of toys then" I offered
"He doesn't want to go with you" She replied not even offering me a glance.
"But he's hungry" I said.
"He's not. He still has snacks" She argued.
"I am hungry. My snacks wouldn't be enough till evening" Ethan commented
Camila turned from her chair and looked conflicted between letting Ethan have lunch or staying back with her.
"Fine, go along with Mr Weston" She agreed going back to work.
"But aren't you hungry?" Ethan asked.
"No honey. I'm not" She replied.
But I knew she was hungry. Her growling stomach wasn't exactly quiet.

I carried Ethan with me to the cafeteria, had lunch together and packed some for Camila. I knew she wouldn't function well on an empty stomach. I also made a quick stop at the pharmacy and bought a pain patch for her wrist. That's the least I could do.

"Here, I bought you lunch" I said handing the packed food to her.
"Thanks but i'm not hungry Sir" She politely declined.
Today, she hasn't argued with anything I said. She was exhausted and I could see it all over her face.
"A pain patch" I said giving her the medical kit to
"Thanks again Sir, but I wouldn't be needing that either" She replied going back to work.

I chuckled inwardly. She would break her resolve and eat the food I brought for her and use the pain patch.
She can't last more than a few minutes acting all tough.
With that in mind,  I walked away from her table laughing lightly to continue work.
Camila would break in a bit, I kept telling myself.

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1. Hallo meine liebste Nichte
(Hello my dearest Niece)
2. Hallo zu dir auch Tante
(Hello to you too aunt)
3. Was hast du so gemacht?
(What have you been up to?)
4. Nicht viel. Ich habe gerade angefangen bei Weston Empire zu arbeiten
(Nothing much. I am working at the Weston Empire currently)
5. Wow, das ist nett. Ich habe gerade angerufen, um Ihnen etwas mitzuteilen
(Wow, that's nice. I need your help with something)
6. Was ist es?
(What is it?)
7. Ich werde eine Marke in England lancieren. Ich brauche deine Hilfe
(I am launching a new brand in England. I need your help)
8. Tante Maya, darüber reden wir später. Ich bin gerade auf der Arbeit
(Aunt Maya, we'll talk about that later. I am at work now)
9. OK dann. Auf Wiedersehen
(Okay them, goodbye)