Little did they know.
• Alexander Knight •
Walking into the conference room, I looked around, towards the people, only giving a curt nod as a sign to begin as I took a seat.
Immediately, the presentation was started, and as time went on, all the teams were reviewed for their performance of every three months.
The team leaders were good enough, so I decided to dismiss them.
“Brandon, connect me to Vivian right now,” nodding at me, my PA scrambled away.
Waiting for a few moments, I picked up the phone.
“Hey bro,” his as usual annoying ass voice filtered through the phone and into my ears.
“Vivian,” rolling my eyes, I relaxed back into my seat.
“When are you gonna send your god damn designers?” I demanded.
“Woah, don’t you think you should you should treat me and my professional designers with some respect?” his playful voice questioned.
“No,”
“Hey!” he cried back.
“Vivian, I need your designers by tomorrow at my office. I don’t care about anything else,” growling into the receiver, I ran a hand through my hair.
“Um, about that, there is going to be only a designer,” his hesitant voice reached my ears.
“What?” I questioned, enraged.
“Don’t worry, the one that I am sending is extremely talented, I will text you her number, and please just see her work before exploding your dumb ass mouth on her,” my best friend cut the call before I could even respond.
Shaking my head, I snapped the receiver back and looked at my mobile as it pinged.
Vivian(annoying ass)
444675892- Hazel Brown😊
Me
Ok.
Knowing Vivian, he would probably be rolling his eyes right now at my plain and neutral reply.
Vivian and I met during high school and even though we went to colleges all across the world, his crazy- annoying ass wasn’t ready to leave me.
We ended up together in New York after college.
He owned a designing company and had a very talented staff.
I just hoped that this one girl was talented enough to handle this work.
Little did I know that she would not only handle this project alone but also handle me for the rest of our life together.
•Hazel Brown•
Waking up, I whined when my alarm went for the fourth time!?
Cursing, I threw the covers off of myself, rushing to the washroom.
Letting my curling iron heat up, I walked out of the bathroom closest to the kitchen.
Picking up the plate of toasts, I walked back into the bathroom and did my hair while eating bits.
Locking up my 3 bedroom apartment, I rushed towards my Hyundai Elantra.
“Thank you so much,” I kissed Trevor’s cheek before exiting the shop.
“Anytime love!” his always happy voice yelled as I waved at him before closing the door behind me and starting the engine.
I met Trevor when I was new in this city.
I had $50 in my ripped jean pocket and was cold in search of a good coffee to go and Trevor’s cafe did not fail me.
He was one of my best friends in this whole city, which is full of people.
Trevor was gay and usually had flings but nothing too serious with anyone.
My other best friend was Vivian, who was also my boss.
I have been working for him for the last three years.
We met in a mall where both of us were in the queue for McDonald’s.
We talked and he called me for an official interview even though he told me that was just a formality and that I had the job anyway.
I shook myself out of my thoughts before pulling up in the underground garage at Vivian’s designing house, Grey’s Interiors.
Smiling at Lydia, the receptionist, I entered the elevator and pressed the highest floor where Vivian’s office was.
“I am so sorry,” I apologized as soon as I entered the cabin.
“Chill out women, you are only late on rare occasions and also you are 25. You need to go out more and explore men,” Vivian said before taking a sip of the coffee that I bring for him every day.
“Yeah right, as if I have an interest in those things,” I scoffed before rolling my eyes.
“Well,” Vivian started nervously.
“What?” I asked before, taking a sip of my own coffee.
“You will be working for Alexander,” he rushed out.
“Alexander who?” I furrowed my eyebrows before I took one last sip of my coffee.
“Alexander Knight,” he rushed out.
I choked on the coffee as his words registered my brain.
“Hey!” he pats my back and offers me water.
Denying it, I calmed herself down and coughed a few times before asking, “Alexander Knight?”
Vivian nodding was all the confirmation I needed before I started to worry about my future which was planned out until two minutes ago.
Little did I know that I would be the only one for whom he would go soft on for the rest of our life together.
