Kristina Delarosa
I yawned and stretched in unison as I rose from my deep slumber. Guess it wasn't that deep since I was able to wake up at the sound of my alarm. It's been an entire week since I've been to work and I really missed it. Not the work so don't get the wrong idea. Does he miss me? I stepped from my bed as I ran to the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. I still have my bonnet on...thankfully.
I took both the bonnet and the hair tie, that was under it, off before spraying my hair with some water and oil mixture that I made myself. After doing that I part my hair into small segments before adding some leave-in conditioner and twisting it. I then put it in a pony before making a bun. I did my edges and tied it down with the hair tie and threw on the bonnet.
I stripped myself before hopping into the shower and taking a long 30 minute bath. Sometimes a good shower refreshes the soul. I grinned in content as I dried myself off and wrapped the towel around my body then went back to my room.
"How're you feeling?"
I spun around rapidly after grabbing the tailed comb from the dresser prepared to stab whomever entered my room without permission. It was a very unfamiliar voice. What'd you expect? Hugs and kisses. Unt unt.
"You." I squinted at Spanish guy who stood at my door way. I recently found out his name is actually Juan Santiago.
"Nice to see you too puta." He smiled.
Puta? Did he just call me princess or something? I stopped and stared at him for a few minutes trying do decipher if that was a compliment or an insult. See now this is why we should've aced Spanish.
"Why are you here?" I roll my eyes internally before returning to underwear scouting. Maybe he's trying to flatter me.
"I just wanted to visit my lovely puta."
"My?" He is most definitely trying to flatter me. He took a seat on my bed before laying down as I took a crimson red mesh underwear set from the drawer. I ran into the bathroom and threw them on before brushing my teeth.
"Puta?!" The door flung open. Where in the world are my brothers to let this man walk casually into my bedroom?!
"What?!"
"Hurry. I have school."
Huh? School?
"Why are you telling me this?"
"I was assigned to take you to work since all of your brothers are busy." His Spanish accent kicked in a little thicker than the last time we met. I rinsed my mouth as I stepped passing the 19 year old and entered my bedroom.
"Close your eyes." He did as was told but if you really think that I was gonna trust him then no thank you. I went into my walk in closet after grabbing my clothes that was on the bed. I put my black under blouse on and then my white linen top that had a frill located around the deep V that was located in the center. I pulled on my black pencil skirt on and grabbed pair of wedged heels and flip flops.
I stepped from the closet and placed the shoes in a bag and leaving the room with a Juan tailing behind me. We left the house and went into his Rolls Royce that he claimed was given to him on his birthday. I hopped into the passenger seat and he took me to my destination.
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"Kristina." Leonard called before handing me a stack of files. It was about lunch time so I decided it was time for me to take my heels off. Ezio was getting on my nerves anyway. I threw my flip flops on before Leonard continued to speak. "Mr. Bayek is calling for you so you might as well take these files."
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Once Upon A Boss
RomanceI've been obsessed with HIM for as long as I could remember...To me everything was about him and it had to be him. Kristina Delarosa has always been obsessed with Ezio Bayek. As she likes to call him 'the man of her dreams'. Ever since high school...