"So, your good enough for my kids? Mrs..?" He questions. Leaving a blank for me to fill in. The tapping of his keyboard the only noise.
"Ms. And yes. Your children wouldn't wish for a better babysitter, sir."
"Babysitting experience?" He questions and finally meets my eyes, his eyes are a beautiful Green. But with just a glance of them I see the dangers lurking within.
When he see's my questioning look he speaks again. "It's just people like you normally don't have much"
"People like me?" I glare
He huffs
"Tell me about yourself or get out, simple..
I thought you needed this job? Because I certainly don't have time for this."
"I'm 20 years old, I have worked alot, I never give up. I--" I'm cut off.
"Enough of this 'I' bullshit, if your going to be working for me, it would be 'them, them, them. Not 'you', you would put my children before you!" He snaps. I hear his typing getting louder. "Got it?"
"Im a good babysitter, sir! I would guard your children with my life, they're safety would be my biggest priority. Swear." I cross my heart with my hand childishly. When he see's this he scoffs and shakes his head.
"No."
Just one word and she feels like her world has come crashing down on her.
"I will not hire someone so childish."
Tori Williams, is a beautiful strong, independent, happy, sarcastic 20 year old. she has a bad temper always has. Even after becoming homeless.
Tristan King Is a cold hearted billionaire, CEO. He's a scary, rude, egotistical asshole who thinks he's better then everyone. So what happens when the one and only Tori Williams applies for a babysitting job but loses her cool, leaves the building in a huff denting his reputation around the building, will fate bring then together again? not just to annoy the hell out of each other, but to also let Tristan get his well deserved revenge on Tori for embarrassing him and denting his pride!
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"Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted.
"Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment.
"Does that mean that I'm in that category?"
My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication.
"I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though."
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Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams.
James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia.
It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.