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4: New Update

Author: Bree Airee
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-26 15:37:03

Aiden’s pov



     My brain felt like it was being pounded upon by a thousand hammers at once and it made a piercing pain go gather tight behind my forehead, making a groan to fly out my throat even before I got my eyes open. I let my eyes fall close as I groaned loudly right before I tugged the pillow over my head and relished in that position for a few minutes. 

When I finally managed to sit up, my head was pounding really badly and I was berating myself over the fact that that u drank so much last night; knowing dang well that I was a light weight who couldn’t hold his drink to save his life. Talk about extremely ridiculous and irresponsible!

I stumbled out of the bed and went straight for the kitchen where I quickly downed some tablets, then I leaned against the counter in the kitchen, trying to gather my jumbled thoughts together.

I massaged my forehead, willing for the pills to kick in fast as I went about to start up my coffee for the day. As my legs dragged over the ground, I suddenly came to an abrupt stop as a thought appeared in my head in that very moment.

How did I get home last night?

I searched through my brain but I ended up with nothing, but that made no sense. I don’t remember driving back home last night, which means-

I gasped on realizing that my car was still back at work.

Oh my god!

How did I get home last night??

I exited the kitchen and headed back into my bedroom, my headache thankfully starting to reduce. However, my confusion heightened because on stepping into my bedroom this time, I noticed a few things I missed.

My curtains were pulled close. And I never do that. I usually leave a small part open for my plants to feed on the direct sunlight at all times. 

My eyes landed on my shirt from last night. It was folded neatly on the large couch here in my bedroom. I walked towards it slowly, confusion churning sharply in my stomach as I pushed it up and stared at it closely. Did I fold this after getting home last night? Then slept shirtless? But I never fold a dirty shirt, or sleep naked.

What the fuck was happening?

My phone suddenly rang and it startled me and made me drop the shirt before I went to get it. It was on my bedside table and I picked it up and accepted the call on seeing who it was. It was one of the young women I drank with at the bar.

“Just calling to see if you’re okay after last night because you were so wasted! You’re fine, right? I called because you never come late before. Last night must have dealt with you really badly.” Isa breathed into the phone and my eyes automatically went to my wall clock and I almost dropped the phone because I was almost two minutes late!

What the hell??

I hurried into the kitchen and drained my coffee while assuring my co worker that I was fine and would be on my way in no time. Before the call ended, I asked if she knew who brought me home.

“Saint, of course. He was tasked with that since he was your new partner, don’t you remember?”

After those words, images began to return, hazy and confusing, but there were images of him groaning like he’d rather be doing something else than holding me up while I stumbled. Other images were of me on his freaking back.

Oh my god!

After the call ended, when I returned to my bedroom, I went back to that shirt and sniffed it, and indeed, bits of saint’s cologne lingered over it. So he really carried me on his back like some chick???

Lord please send the flood!

How the hell would i face him now? He definitely won’t let me live this down. And I was a shitty, blabber mouth drunk. Have i said something to him that I shouldnt?? I couldn’t remember anything else but I had a feeling i had said things I shouldn’t to him.

Oh god.

As I left to go take a quick shower, a brief image flashed across my mind. It was of Saint lightly kissing me. That immensely startled me and made me trip.

What the fuck was that? I know that never happened so where the hell did that come from?

Fuck, I was getting another headache.

After taking the fastest shower of my life and got dressed in minutes, I was about to leave the house when a call came in from my father, making me grow stiff and uncomfortable with nervousness as I hesitantly accepted the call.

“Heard the news of your promotion. Congratulations. Keep making me proud and never let me down.” 

The line went dead after that and I remained in the same spot, a queasy feeling in my stomach. My father made me extremely nervous and uncomfortable because apart from being very impatient and strict, he didn’t tolerate failures and I spent my whole life working to live up to his expectations.

And that was as draining as it sounded.



~~~

       On getting to the office, Saint was already in the office we were now supposed to share and I instantly wanted to flee as images from last night flashed before my mind as he sauntered towards me, a lazy grin on his face.

“Aren’t you gonna thank me for helping your ass last night?” He drawled and my cheeks instantly grew hot as I averted my gaze. I knew I should thank him, but I felt too mortified and prideful to, so I chose to shove past him and ignore his demands for a ‘thank you’.

I was determined to not get into a fight with him today, our first day as partners, to avoid getting demoted because of that. My father’s words echoed through my mind and further strengthened my resolve, and so I ignored all of Saint’s goading words till he left me alone.

Barely an hour had passed before the boss sent for us.

When we arrived at his office, I wasn’t sure of what I expected from him. Perhaps for him to scold my tardiness today and praise Saint for arriving early. Or for him to commend us for not fighting yet.

What I didn't expect was for him to tell us that we’re about to be assigned our first official mission.

My joy instantly knew no bounds, but before a word could be said, he continued.

“This job is very important and critical. The basics of it is that you two are gonna get married and act as husbands for the duration the mission would hold.”

As those words echoed through my mind, I almost fainted from shock in that very moment. 

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