Chapter five - Lunch

Latest chapter

• Only you   Chapter five - Lunch

  I came to work with the brightest mood anyone could have. I spent the whole night texting with Aaron, Cole's coach. I may have been tired, but I was happy. The man was a very interesting person. He wasn't dull and simply boring like the other men Cole found for me. He was sweet, charming and smart, not just good looking. It was a pleasure to talk to him, honestly."Someone seems happy this morning." Ross wiggled his brows at me, smirking too as he waited for the doors of the elevator to open."I may have just found myself a date in my free day from yesterday." I said proudly with a rose chin."Huh, at least someone's getting some action around here." A sigh drew out his lungs, the elevator stopping and the doors slowly opening. He gave me a small wave as he took off, smiling at me.I waved back, waiting for my own destination as the doors closed and the elevator started heading up. I was just in time in Mr Black's office with

• Only you   Chapter four - Unexpected encounted

  I instantly froze. I had no idea what to do. Hide? Run away? Maybe just act natural and hope he'd leave? What could I do? What could I do? What could I do?Hopefully all three of them. With my left palm, I covered my face, using some strands of my hair as well. I was full of hope he wouldn't see me, I even started praying, and I was not a religious person."Maybe she got sick of your ass, did you think of that? All you do is call the poor woman and ask her to do your job." Who I thought was his friend said in a thick tone that definitely made him sound maturer than Mr Black."That's because she's my personal assistant. She's lucky I don't ask her to iron my clothes and just take them from the laundry room." He replied, that arrogance showing in his tone.If I was lucky for that, he was lucky I wasn't drunk enough to slap him for saying it."You gotta give her a break, all she does is work for you da

• Only you   Chapter three - Single and available

  The annoying buzz of my phone. That was the thing that woke me up once again. With a low groan and tiredness in every inch of my body, I moved my hand towards the phone and picked up. "Hello?" I asked in a sleepy voice."Uhm, Mom, where are you?" Cole asked on the other line, worry ringing in his tone.I hummed, arching my brows. Even in my sleepy state I could think. Oh, I could think of where I was very well. My head snapped up from the desk, my eyes checking my surroundings. Nothing but the lamp from my desk lighted the room as I was too tired to even acknowledge that."Mom?" Cole's voice pulled me out of my mind, making me gulp and force my hoarse voice to raise a bit."I'm- I'm at work," he must've been so disappointed I wasn't home, "I'll be back soon, honey.""Alright mom, I'll see you later!" He said lowly, hanging up without saying another word.H

• Only you   Chapter two - Busy

  SamanthaAfter spending some hours staring at things I couldn't afford at the mall, I returned home. I left my bag on the table next to the door and headed to my room, expecting nobody to be home. With a heavy sigh, I started taking off my clothes. I put on a pair of grey sweat pants and a white tank top with a pair of flip-flops, heading to the kitchen. I instantly took the paper from the little table that was big enough for two people, a pen and sat down, starting to circle jobs I thought I could get."Mom, you home?" Cole's voice rang from the hallway, taking me by surprise. I checked the watch on the wall, seeing it was nowhere near the time he was supposed to get home."In the kitchen!" I exclaimed, hiding the pen and the paper and jumping to the fridge.He entered the kitchen a moment later, wiggling his brows at me. "So... did you get it?"

• Only you   Chapter one - Interview

  A pair of blue jeans, a white shirt that looked perfectly clean and ironed, a blue jacket and a pair of high heels seemed like the right choice with which I could present at an interview. I tied my hair in a ponytail leaving my straight bangs to drop over my forehead without covering my eyes. The blonde strand of hair that I couldn't bring myself to color differently was more than visible, but I couldn't care less about it. I took off my piercings, thinking they gave the impression of someone whom I didn't want to give the impression to be. All I missed was makeup. Some mascara, dark red lipstick and a bit of powder, not enough to cover the freckles that so obviously showed off on my caramel colored skin. Something to make my thick, brown brows darker, a bit of something to make my pointy, straight nose and high cheekbones shine, and I was done. I took several deep breaths, considering myself ready for the interview that could spare me having to search for other jo