LANI POV
I barely slept last night. I couldn't stop thinking about how Kilo Valentino was the man who saved me the other day. I have heard nasty things about him but he saved my life.
Does that make him any better? Nawww.
I don't know when's the last time I had to get up and get ready for work this early in the morning. It was at 6 am. I took a shower and quickly got ready, wearing something similar to what I wore Friday and I didn't have time for breakfast.
Walking out I saw a bright orange piece of paper on my door EVICTION NOTICE. I have been living in this apartment for free. The landlord told me the first week is free and I haven't paid him since.
Luckily the building was close to my shitty apartment so I could just walk and not take a bus or taxi. I was exhausted and hadn't even started my day.
To my surprise, I got to work early (6:45 am ) and headed straight to the 41st floor. It seemed like nobody was here. Not. A. Single. Soul.
But I was wrong.
There he was sitting at my desk. sleep........ From the email he sent, my office is right next to his.
Had he been here all night? I couldn't help but giggle. He kind of looked cute.
I walked quietly to my desk and stood there staring at him. He looked peaceful for the first time. I wanted to take a picture and hopefully make a little cash on it. I mean he deserves it after yesterday. But before I could take my phone out of my bag a hand reached for mine and grabbed my arm.
"Don't even think about it," he said, anger written all over his face. He got up and straightened his suit. "Go get my fucking coffee."
"Yes sir," I said with a shaky voice and rushed to the break room to get his coffee. Wow-what a way to say good morning to your fucking Personal Assistant. I am so embarrassed. He caught me trying to take a picture of him.
I didn't know what he liked so I put sugar and cream on the side just in case. I already fucked up on my first day I don't need to do it again. Walking in his office he wasn't there but I heard something. It sounded like running water. I followed the sound and there was a bathroom in the corner of his office and he was in the shower. I could only see his shadow but that alone was sexy enough. I quickly turned around and put the tray on his desk and returned to mine.
"MS.PARIS" I heard Mr. Valentino calling my name about ten minutes later. I quickly ran to his office.
"Yes sir," I say, and as I walked in I noticed his suit had changed.
"First off, my coffee is cold. I want you to go get me another one, Black two sugars. Second, you will not tell anyone what you saw this morning," He said while staring straight into my eyes giving me the I will kill you look.
"Understand"
"Understood"
I was out of there in two seconds. I got his coffee and quickly but carefully put it on his desk. Without taking a second look back I walked out and got to work.
My day went like this. I mostly had to do summaries on papers and give it to Mr.Valentino to read and if it wasn't "perfect" I had to redo them. I also had to check his boring ass emails and organize his shit. Make appointments and reservations for his personal and Work life. I would expect him to be neater for a billionaire. He has thousands of fucking emails.
Lunch was at 2 but I didn't eat. I had a lot of work to do and didn't bring anything or have enough money to go get something. But every now and then I would catch my boss staring at me or giving me death glares. I don't know what the fuck is up with that guy.
My day was finally over at 8, I'm supposed to get off at six but, Mr.Prick here had me stay. I'm hungry and tired. I just wanna go home.
The Next Morning...
I wore the best thing I could find in my closet because today I would get a tour of the building and go to an important meeting. I again barely got any sleep last night and I now had bags under my eyes.
I arrived at work on time again. I kind of fear being late. I have these thoughts that he might make me disappear. Gosh, It wouldn't shock me if he did. He already showed how scary he can be.
A beautiful woman approached me telling me she was going to give me the tour. It was amazing how huge this building is, the people were always gossiping and had something to say when I was around. You gotta learn to ignore people though.
My mom taught me that. Self-love is the best love and as long as you have that and god nothing else matters.
What people say doesn't really affect me and if they can't say it to my face I have nothing to worry about.
KILO POV
I don't know why I hired her, this would all lead to trouble and I fucking knew it. But she had multiple things to offer and I needed her. That's why I got her fired from her job. After that night I saved her and found out she was In New York I couldn't resist.
I'm very fucking pleased that I almost ran her over with my car.
It was time for the meeting, Mr.Romani came in and had millions to offer for my product.
I had Kehlani sitting by me I didn't need her fucking shit up. The meeting went smoothly with no problems. They all better pray because if something would have gone wrong they would all be dead.
It was time for lunch.
Yesterday I noticed Kehlani didn't eat, and I was going to ask her for lunch. Before she could walk out I told her to stay. And for some fucking reason I was tense, I have never asked a girl out or anything but again this wasn't a date it was just lunch.
So what the fuck is wrong with me?
I can't let her in. Not now not fucking ever.
I walked up to her and she looked scared. That alone gave me a feeling of excitement. It pleased me to see her little scared face.
"Would you like to go to lunch with me," I said with a straight face not trying to give off anything?
"Huh," she said, looking scared and shy.
I was laughing on the inside.
I locked my lips. Seeing her scared pleases me in so many different ways.
But I don't like repeating myself. "Lunch. with me?" I said for the second time.
"I have work to do."
"Forget about the work let's go," I said, grabbing her arm as we walked out together.
LANI POV
I don't know why he wanted to have lunch with me.
At first, I wanted to reject it but I was hungry. I skipped breakfast again. So I accepted.
But I couldn't let him pay. No. It would come out of my check. I just hope he doesn't want to go anywhere expensive.
The whole car ride was silent, but I finally broke the silence and asked "Why'd you ask me to lunch?" while looking out the window, I hated making eye contact and I was nervous being in his presence.
"You're hungry aren't you," he said, staring at me, not focusing on the road. I mean I was honestly scared of this man. All the things I heard about him, I was starting to believe he was just such a negative person to be around. I don't understand. He was so evil and stuck up. But here I am in his fucking car.
Going to lunch with him.
He's lying. I doubt he's just taking me to lunch because I'm hungry. How does he know I didn't bring anything for lunch? Or maybe he gave me extra work so I wouldn't eat. Maybe he's been watching me.
But still, I'm pretty sure he doesn't take his other workers to lunch because they're hungry. He probably lets them starve.
The car came to a stop and we were finally at the restaurant.
Not surprised he didn't help me out of the car he had me follow him into the restaurant. I quickly ran behind him and walked up to the huge building.
It says something in Italian that I can't even pronounce but by the looks of it, it's pure luxury.
Did he really have to take me to an expensive restaurant? I could've gone to McDonald's.
A young man opened the door for me and I thanked him while walking inside the fancy restaurant. I'm shocked by the beauty, it's my first time entering a restaurant this expensive. I got a few stares from people. They were looking at me crazy because of the man I was with. but I just ignored them.
There right I am crazy. What the fuck am I thinking? I shouldn't have gotten in the car with him. I'm already regretting this and nothing has even happened yet.
When it was time to order I only wanted water because it was the only thing I could afford after looking through the menu. The salad was 99 dollars. But he stopped me and had the waiter order me what he got.
I stood there patiently waiting for the food to come. He was constantly staring at me, and every time I looked over he turned his head. What the fuck is up with him? Inviting his worker to lunch? Staring? Hell no he wants something?!
"What do you want Mr.Valentino?" I said, causing him to look at me.
"No no, not yet Ms.Paris," he said smiling. He's always smirking but his smile is really something different. Those pearl white teeth and juicy pink lips can make any girl blush.
Food arrived and I started eating. It was good until it wasn't because I got this uneasy feeling in my stomach. I felt sick and I was getting dizzy. I looked up at him and asked "What was in this"? Because it felt like I was having an allergic reaction He shrugged his shoulders.
Then it hit me. I got something with cinnamon in it. How could I not smell it?
Fuck.
And since I don't have any money I can't afford to get an Epi-pen.
I started to cough. "Is there- is there-" cough cough cough "cinnamon " I said to get clarification and I fell to the floor. He came to me and quickly yelled and told the waitress to come over and asked her if there was cinnamon in the dish. She said yes and he told her to tell the chef he's fired.
Asshole.
I was allergic to cinnamon badly. Growing up I always had an allergic reaction because I always accidentally ate it. My stepfather would put it in my food purposely. And I never smelt it.
The last thing I felt was his warm arms around me picking me up before I fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up confused, I was in a whole different place. Laying on a bed in a different room. The last thing I remember was having an allergic reaction and him picking me up, then it hit me. I was in his room, on his bed, in his house again. Hell no I gotta get outta here.
I quickly got up and ran for the door but before I could open it He shouted: "Where are you going?" I turned around only to see him dripping wet in his towel, hair soaked and messy giving him this perfect young look. This man is just perfect in almost every way. Except for his nasty attitude.
He walked up to me and grabbed my waist bringing me close to him. So close my breasts were pressing on his chest. I put my hands on his chest and tried to push myself back but failed. He got closer.
"What do you want?" I said looking him in the eyes wanting answers.
"I want you to stay."
"Why?" I said with anger. I felt like at that moment he was playing with me. Touching me and grabbing my waist.
"Cause I said so," He said, getting irritated like I did something wrong.
"You can't tell me what to do," I replied, pushing him off me and heading towards the door.
"But I can," he yelled just before I put my hand on the doorknob. I stopped and listened. "I brought you here, show some respect," He said, raising his voice which made me jump.
"Sorry I didn't mean to offend you," I said with a sad voice. He's right he did bring me here and for that, I should thank him.
He saved my life again.
"Th- Thank you," I stuttered.
"Get the fuck out," He said with anger like I didn't just apologize to him.
"Ungrateful motherfucker," I muttered and slammed the door.
"YOUR GONNA REGRET THAT," I heard him yell. I ran and got out of there as fast as I could.