Adriel Jaime
I roll my sleeves up as I look at the supposed budget for the opening of the branch at NYC 2 for Spins and Scent, it looks incredibly ridiculous.“Are you sure I approve of this??” I asked, looking at every member of the financial team to their faces and trying hard not to sound annoyed.Most of them averted their faces as they usually do, and those who could hold my gaze for as long as 3 minutes noticed the tone my direction was going and their faces went back to the floor.I don't like scaring my employees, but generally, they bring over this ridiculous type of proposal, and it's worth hitting your head on their chin when you know it isn't needed.“You approved of it sir, and I was the one who oversaw its usage.” the head of the financial team, Mr. Grant said as he pointed to the pages of the finance and exactly to the place I had signed.Hands-on chin, I did a thorough look at the signature, making sure this had everything to do with me.Once I knew I signed it, (although I cannot remember doing so) I stood up from the seat and looked at them.“Send that budget over to my office, and make sure my assistant brings them to me” I turn around to leave.“But sir…” I heard Mr. Grant's voice and stopped walking.Cracking my head on why I had been stopped, I turned around and gave him a hard stare.He bit the lower part of his lips and stared at me until I nodded my head toward him, giving him a go-ahead.“I'm sorry sir, but you have no assistant as of now,” he said, turning his eyes everywhere else but at me.Right. That clicked in on why no one else was sitting beside me at this meeting, so I sacked the last of my assistants.“Fair enough, send it yourself” Without waiting for a response from him, I turned around and left the office.I hope the search for a replacement is happening soon because there is a lot to be done. I need more than a hand to oversee all that work, especially with another opening in less than two months.* *The door opened, ushering in Jayce. I am always taken aback anytime I see any of my brothers because of the way we all look alike, especially Jayce and me since we both are 6 '2 and seem to take over that height from our father.“Jaime what's up man.” He came straight to my desk settling his ass there before clasping our hands together in a shake.“I don't remember wanting you in my office.” I looked at all the work that was staring back at me and sighed.“We have plans, the meeting, remember??” He corked his eyes out staring at meOf course, I have forgotten, since there is no one here to remind me of that.“Right, the meeting” I start turning around the work I have been doing, pushing the papers onto a side of the desk so as not to forget where I have stopped.“If only you let this one go without fucking her” He hissed.“I didn't, I didn't fuck her” I eyed him, reminding him exactly why I'm not like he is.I don't fuck my workers, for me, it is strictly business and when you mix business with pleasure it goes bad.“Oh really?? But the tales.....” I stood up, shutting him up.“Can you get your ass up and let's get there already?” He huffed at me before standing up, and we both started walking out of the office.We elaborated on the opening and how important it was for the business and the sales of that night as we walked through the elevator.On the down floor, I noticed a little commotion going on and the flocks of people that seemed to have suddenly filtered through my building.“What is going on here??” I turn to Jayce, who seems to have the same expression on my face.He looked at me and then his eyes twitched twice, something he seems to do a lot when he has a recollection.“That's right, I remember now, the search for your new assistant” He beamed at me.“Oh really??” Since I have no idea of such happening and I have an interest in that too. “Well, I hope they get someone more trustworthy than the others,” I said before turning around and walking away, leaving Jayce still standing behind.And that's when I saw her. A dark lilac blond hair parked in a sharp ponytail, bronzing brown skin that seemed to scream loud, and the bold way she took her steps into the building.Her posture is straight, her face (although I cannot see it from here) facing ahead to where she is.She should be 5 '4 with the heels on and the shabby chic clothing she is putting on, and yet, she seems so familiar.I stopped walking, all my attention now fixed on the female who just walked in. Why does she seem so familiar?Her lilac blonde hair is shining so bright, making her brown skin pop up and everyone's attention seems to be on her.Noticing Jayce coming closer to me, I turned around and averted my face from where it had been before.“So I've got the news,” he suddenly announced.“And what could that be??”“The meeting has been canceled,” He said, “and if you had had an assistant we could have known this sooner. See you mate.” he tapped his hands on my shoulder before turning away.I took a massive breath in and turned back to the lady I had been looking at before, now she was on cue with the others and had half her face turned towards this wayI twitched my eyes to look at her directly and that's when I remembered the face.The girl from the opening. The one that was watching my brothers and me throughout the night like a hawk.What is she doing here?? Knowing I could not stand here for any more minutes, an idea popped into my head and I beamed before walking back to the elevator.CLARISSAThe queue was as I expected when I came out this morning, long, plenty of people in the line, and they all looked so confident.I might have heard one speaking of her high qualifications, and I swear I felt like turning back. What is a college dropout looking for somewhere like this place?I know the course that made me find my way to this place, so giving up isn't an option.Ten of us were taken through the elevator to the third floor, where the interview was meant to take place.Seats were already organized, and two more persons were sitting down and waitingWe all joined her and the others through their impatience asking how it has been going for those who left already.Gosh, I can feel myself already breathing too hard, feeling the perspiration forming on my head as I stare at each one of them and I know there is no way I could get in.“Trust me this is real and from Chanel, I mean I don't expect to wear something classless to an interview like this” one of them chuckled
I have been in front of the computer searching through every possible jobs I could attend an interview for tomorrow. Today was a disaster, and there is no need to put my mind to getting actual work there.“Hello, best friend.” The door opened revealing a smiling, carefree Jessy who looked like she had drunk a blank.She giggled loudly at the door while throwing her shoes away simultaneously.I froze my hand on the computer, watching her through the half struggle of closing the door and laughing and trying to get rid of her work clothes.“Are you drunk??” Although she is laughing right now, I don't even need to ask that question.She giggled again, and I sighed before standing up and walking to the door.Pushing her aside, I close the door before half dragging her away from it.“I was so tired and fed up with everything, and guess what? I decided to drink” she giggled and once we were close to the couch she pushed me aside falling to the couch.One look at her and I know she is super
When I arrived at AJ Spins and Scent this morning, there was this feeling of Happiness. Optimism? I cannot place my finger on it, but it was there as soon as I arrived.I was directed to the last floor which belonged to the CEO and holy hell it was a huge floor. Three secretaries worked at the front desk before getting to my desk, which is opposite the CEO's office.I just had to stand to admire how spacious and CEO-ish the whole place looked.One of the secretaries, Miranda, showed me my desk, which was a small opening office space right there in the corner of the office.It has a desk and a chair with a pop-up wardrobe that has plenty of books and files inside it.“I think this is all you need right now, you can just sit around and await the next instruction,” she said to me before disappearing off to her front desk.Everyone was hostile, the two other ladies didn't even utter a hi, even after I made sure to send a greeting their way. At least only Miranda was able to say something
JAIME She is the most undeserving of the chance to work with me, yet I went back home and the thought couldn't leave my head. So why not, why not let her work here, then I can know her motive for watching me like a hawk. There must be a reason to find her on the list of applicants when she had just been watching us the whole time during that night. But apart from that reason, there was also something about her, something I could not place my hand on. A sharp knock on the door and it is pulled open with my voice commanding the person to enter inside. She is sweating profusely as she enters the office, and then she stops before letting her eyes rim over the space. She seems to appreciate what she is seeing before realizing herself and then walks to the desk. “I am so sorry I'm like 4 minutes late, I just made some mistakes and there was a little problem, and then….” “You can drop it on my desk, Miss??” “Clarissa Miller” she supplied, of course, I knew her name. “Miss Miller”
JAIME “The new girl huh” Jaycee gave me a raised brow “She seems to be perky” “And clumsy too” I added to him.“Uh-huh, I can add something else I noticed from her,” He said as we walked down the elevator.“I'm sure you can keep the whole list to yourself Jay you just need to show me this, and we have a business to talk about too” I reminded him as we walked to the outer part of the building.The place that holds most of the perfumers for the testing of the new product.He led me straight to the place and I saw they were already gathered around waiting for my entrance.“Good morning Mr. Jaime” the head greeted, walking up to me “We have everything prepared already and waiting for you,” He said, leading me and Jaycee to the places where the new products are kept.I looked at the branding first, making sure the bottling was accurately how I wanted it to be, and thereafter, I took the new sample bottle he had handed over to me.I sneeze around it before spraying it in a handkerchief an
CLARISSAChecking the wall clock again, I might have become more restless than I was before because what am I still doing here when it's already time for the end of work for the day?I mean those three ladies' voices raised high when they left 12 minutes ago shows exactly that, but here I am still waiting for a minute that will never happen.After another two minutes had passed, I knew my impatience had taken a better part of me and I would not sit around.Standing up, I walk straight to his office and breathe in before knocking.“Come in,” he said authoritatively.Gosh, his voice is always commanding, never the type to be soft-spoken.I push the door inside and walk to the office. Closing the door, I stood at the doorstep.He raised his eyes from the file he was looking at and regarded me sternly.I must have taken a minute to look at him again, his suit jacket discarded, his sleeves rolled up and a bead of sweat rolling on his forehead.I gulped down and then looked down at the flo
There was an unusual silence when I walked into the office the next day, especially knocking on Mr. Jaime's door and finding out he wasn't at the desk yet.I walked into my office space, organized the work things that I had brought and pulled my laptop open as I looked through the schedules and answered some emails that needed my attention and still he wasn't here.He has a lot of work to be done today and he is meant to have a meeting this morning. Does that mean he went to the meeting first before coming to the office??At the sound of the elevator I stood and looked at the door as I held my breath and waited for him to show up, but when the foot came scraping I knew he wasn't the one."Good morning Miss Miller." His brother James smiled at me as he walked to my side of the office.There was so much going on in his demount, his eyes were lazy like he had spent the whole day trying to refresh himself and yet he slept through it all."Good morning Mr. Adriel, I'm sure you are here to
There was no way what I was staring at could be real. My mind spun as I scrolled through the comments. The internet was eating this story alive.“When did this happen?” I asked, my voice trembling as I handed the phone back to Jessy. My hands were shaking, and my thoughts were racing in a million directions.“It happened this morning. It’s all anyone’s talking about at the office. I’m shocked you didn’t know,” she said, her tone laced with disbelief. But could you blame me? I didn’t keep up with half the things happening around me.I grabbed the bag beside me and walked to my room, my body buzzing with unease. This couldn’t be real. It didn’t make any sense.I fished my phone out of my bag and dialed his number. I held my breath, waiting. Voicemail. Of course. His phone was probably blowing up nonstop. With the amount of gossip that people are ready to consume, he will not have a moment of rest until his phone is dead so I got that part. Frustration boiled in me. There was no way I c
Silence filled the car. Jaime had ditched his driver and was behind the wheel himself, his hands steady on the wheel as he drove us through the city. I sat in the front seat beside him, unsure of how I should act or what this impromptu outing was really about.I never imagined that simply sitting in the front seat with a man could feel so… intimate. Not that I was saying this was romantic, but still.Soft blues played through the speakers, filling the space between us. Jaime tapped his fingers against the steering wheel in rhythm with the music, his expression unreadable.I kept my hands folded in my lap, staring out the window, lost in thought, when his voice suddenly cut through the quiet.“What kind of music do you like?”I blinked and turned to look at him, caught off guard. Out of all the things he could have asked, I wasn’t expecting that.“Why do you look so surprised?” he asked, glancing at me briefly before returning his focus to the road.“I just didn’t expect you to ask me
Mr. Jaime returned to the office hours later, looking as furious as ever.He didn’t spare me a glance as he walked straight to his office, slamming the door behind him.Okay, that was weird.Even when he was angry, he never slammed doors.Now I was completely confused. Should I go in and check on him? Should I show him the messages he received while he was away? What exactly should I do that wouldn’t make him bite my head off?Deciding it was best to inform him about his messages, I stood up and made my way to his office.Just as I was about to push the door open, I realized it was slightly ajar, and I heard him shouting. Curious, I pressed my ear against the door.“Can you imagine that? Talking to me about family values as if he doesn’t know what our family is, why we’re the most successful in this part of the world.”He was on the phone, no doubt about that. And whoever he was speaking to, he was venting to them about whatever had him so pissed off.“Exactly. I’m not trying to monop
CLARISSAI tried to find my voice, but it was nowhere to be found. Why did my eyes suddenly burn with unshed tears? I was being so stupid right now.“So, where were we?” Jaime asked casually, as if nothing had happened. As if my heart hadn’t been pounding recklessly inside my chest just moments ago.I clenched my fists, cursing myself for letting my emotions get the best of me. He grabbed the bag of flour from the counter and started giving me instructions. I followed along, mixing the ingredients, but my heart wasn’t in it anymore.I felt ridiculous.“Can I use the restroom?” I asked, my voice surprisingly steady.Without looking up, he nodded.I walked away quickly, pushing open the door to the restroom and turning on the faucet. I scrubbed my hands furiously, wishing I could wash away the embarrassment clinging to me.God, I was such an idiot.“Are you in here?”Paula’s voice startled me, and I hastened to dry my hands, forcing myself to appear composed before stepping out.“Sorry,
CLARISSAOkay, not only is this getting ridiculous, but it’s also kind of funny.Cook together?Does that even make sense?And why the hell is Jaime suddenly smiling like this is the best idea he’s ever heard? He should be just as annoyed as I am. But no, he looks perfectly happy to go along with it.Since he’s clearly on board, I don’t have a choice but to follow through.What have I gotten myself into?More importantly, why does he suddenly look so damn good in casual wear?Does this man ever have a bad day? Ever not look like he just walked out of a magazine?I saw the exact moment he caught me staring. No, not starring, gawking.God. Could I be any more pathetic?But honestly, how could I not look? He’s just standing there, looking unfairly good, and my traitorous eyes won’t stop drinking him in.“Yes, I’ve found that cooking is a great way to open up and express yourselves,” Paula said, looking between the two of us. “It allows you to interact more, to connect.” She smiled. “It’s
JAIME “What are you doing? I thought this was about the rumor, but after what I just saw, I don’t…” “And what exactly did you see?” I cut James off, walking back to my chair and sinking into it. Well, trying to sink into it. I couldn’t even sit comfortably, my damn zipper was pressing too hard against the bulge in my trousers. Fuck. I had a hard-on for my assistant. This was not what I had expected today. Not in a million years did I think I would find myself hiding a hard-on from my own brother. Worse? It wasn’t because of some random fantasy, it was because I couldn’t stop staring at my assistant. James’ jaw tightened. “Do you even know her? Anything about her?” His voice was laced with frustration, but I knew my brother well enough to recognize the underlying concern. He always masked it with irritation, but it was there. “If you didn’t come here to judge me, get on with what you came for,” I said, dismissively. Because, frankly, I had better things to focus on,
I had been on edge all day. Every time Jaime called me to his office, I either jumped or felt my chest tighten with anxiety. I didn’t know how to put what I was feeling into words, but the craziest part? I already knew exactly why I was so nervous. James Adriel. He must have told Jaime. The thought alone had my stomach in knots. This family had no business making me feel this way, but here I was, too anxious to even move from my chair. Lunchtime came and went, yet I remained frozen, unable to eat, unable to think straight. Then the landline rang. I flinched. Seeing Jaime’s name on the screen only made my nerves worse. Taking a deep breath, I answered. “Mr. Adriel.” My voice wavered slightly. “Come to my office,” he said, then hung up immediately. Oh shit. That was it. He knew. The way he spoke, so short, so clipped, it was obvious. James must have told him everything. I stared at the phone, then at myself. What was the worst that could happen? That he would end this rid
I woke up still basking in the excitement of last night. Not only had dinner gone better than I expected, but Zoe was finally here.She lay beside me, cuddled up in my arms, her small breaths soft and rhythmic. As I ran my fingers gently through her hair, I whispered quiet words of love and encouragement, holding her a little closer.God, I had missed her so much.Everything we used to do together, every little moment we had been apart for too long. Since the day she was born, she had become my world, my everything.The door creaked open, and Jessy strolled in casually.“You two are still sleeping?” she asked in a hushed tone, her gaze softening as she looked at Zoe.I nodded but kept my eyes on the sleeping beauty beside me. Traveling alone must have been exhausting for her. By the time I got home last night, she had already been fast asleep and hadn’t stirred once.“It’s a good thing today is Saturday,” I murmured, my fingers still tracing slow, comforting patterns through her hair.
CLARISSAThe unsettling feeling didn’t disappear as I took my seat at the table. The room was loud with conversation, filled with laughter and the kind of warmth that made it feel like a home. Yet, I couldn’t shake the tension tightening in my chest.My eyes scanned the table. Everyone seemed to have someone, Jeremy sat beside a beautiful blonde woman who looked like an actress, her delicate voice barely above a whisper as she spoke. They looked perfect together, the kind of couple that belonged in a magazine.Then there was James. He had come alone, but he didn’t need anyone by his side to command attention. His presence alone was enough. His sharp features were locked in an expression of quiet intensity, his shoulders rigid, his gaze calculated as he took in everyone at the table.I found myself staring a second too long.And then, his eyes met mine.Holy shit.I looked away so fast it was almost embarrassing, focusing instead on Marianna, who, despite her age, looked effortlessly e
CLARISSAI looked as beautiful as I possibly could, but the nerves twisting in my stomach refused to settle. This would be my first time meeting Jaime’s entire family at once, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that it mattered more than I wanted to admit.Why did he even want me there? Hope had said it was just a formality, but something about it didn’t sit right with me.Hope had been the one to help me pick out my dress, ensuring I looked both simple and elegant. As she put the final touches on my makeup, she stepped back to admire her work.“You look stunning,” she said, a proud smile on her face. Then, lowering her voice slightly, she added, “But have you met his mother? My aunt is the one you should look out for.”I frowned, tilting my head. “She was nice to me the first couple of times I saw her.”Hope gave a small shrug. “Things change. Just be prepared.”The comment did nothing to ease my nerves, but I nodded anyway.Not like his mother didn’t already know this whole thing was