Chapter 9________________________________________________I was out of the house before 1pm, cradling my credentials as i breezed past houses in a bid to get a mode of transport before it was deep into lunch hour and everywhere became too rowdy. I had gotten some accessories and a pair of killer heels from Mandy's wardrobe to go. I had always known her to have a fetish for stylish wears– but what i saw in her wardrobe screamed opulence– yet i couldn't say a word because we'd already talked about it, and i didn't want to ruin the mood.Luckily, i got a cab just at the junction and was on my way before i knew. My stars must be in alignment today, i laughed to myself.The uber stopped right outside the restaurant. Little bright lights carefully ringed around a "Maddie's homemades". I paid the driver and got out, my eyes scanning the whole area.It looked like a small fancy restaurants for the rich. Like the ones you had to make a reservation to eat– yet still be more likely to lose it
Chapter 10_____________________________________________Ahmed's POV.The day had been really hectic for him. He's been hopping from one meeting to the other, trying to finalize some deals he needed to push the market for his newly designed plate ware. His family were also buzzing his phone off about the preparations for the girls graduation. What was his business with that?Now he had to deal with the interview that his erratic secretary had set up for him without his notice.He could easily have postponed it for another day, seeing as he just left another unscheduled meeting – but he just wanted to get it over with. The graduation was closeby and he didn't want to be caught off guard with one of his dad's tricks. The Maitre 'D quickly approached him when he walked in, fully recognizing who he was. This has been his favorite restaurant since he started learning the hands of the businesses his father was slowly introducing him into back when he was younger.The ambience carried a ca
Chapter 11___________He left the restaurant without getting anything, his mum had called him and told him over the phone that one of the twins had confronted their dad about the issue on the position of his company, it did not end well.He didn't know why he was going, but he felt his siblings needed him, and that was enough reason.He pulled up at their mansion, honking for the security guard to open up the gates for him. The gates slowly did so themselves– his father must've gotten a new security system in place.The security guard was on the right side in a cube like stationary– his buff frame hunched over as he controlled things.He waved warmly at Ahmed when he drove past him, even though he simply acknowledged him with a nod.Although there were multiple people going around the house getting stuff fixed in time before the graduation party, the house still felt tense and cold. He didn't feel welcomed in the least."Ah, i wasn't expecting you to come." His mother softly exclaime
Chapter 12_____________Allison's POV.After my shocking revisit with a chapter I thought i had closed, i stopped by an ice cream shop to cool down.My thoughts weren't in alignment and i was now much more worried than i initially were.I had thought my boss giving me a second chance at my job meant I'd be killing two birds with one stone– i didn't realise that i was throwing a boomerang whose trajectory set me as the target.Did this mean i don't get to even keep my former job?He wasn't exactly nice but he wasn't exactly his usual mean and condescending self either.The thought that he might've felt somehow betrayed and would want to exercise his punishment by not giving me any of the jobs left my body in fritters.That simply meant I'd end up not only not paying for my fashion school, but also not being able to foot pressing bills.I hit my head on the small plastic round table in remorse, 'what was i thinking!?'"Be careful, or you might break that dainty table– i hear they cost
Chapter 13_____________My jaw dropped as his black BMW stopped in front of one of the most beautiful mansions I've ever beheld.The gates were welded so intricately, i felt it needed to be in an art gallery instead. They opened up themselves after Albert looked at a small square screen and spoke– it seemed the security guard was on the other end, controlling things."Wow.." i mutter in awe as he drove into the compound. Neatly cut hedges lined the ends of the driveway in a heart like line– as the fountain of what looked like a sculpted version of the spirit of ecstasy lazily jetted thin streams of water from its wings.At the far end of of a few marbled steps laid the mansion in all its' glory."I grew up here y'know, my dad died when i was just a boy– his boss took me in. He's like a father to me but i call him Godfather." He chatted as he pulled up at the end of the stairs, he seemed to enjoy the nostalgia he had indulged himself in."Why do you call him that?" I asked inquisitiv
Chapter 14_____________The silence in the car was so thick, i could slice it with a knife.He held the wheel and stared blankly into space, what was going on in his head?I looked out the window, my heart thrumming due to the tension in the car." You were going to get another job?" He mused outloud. I turned to look at him, dumbfounded by his audacity." Well, you weren't going to give me the job anyway, were you?""I never said that." He retorted, i scoffed. Of course he'd say that."What do you want from me!?" I shouted, fed up with him.He shifted uncomfortably, not expecting my outburst. "I told you my secretary was going to call you."" When has that, in the history of job searching ever been upheld?" I asked.He rubbed his face with both palms, frustrated. "You told me to leave without so much as a glance my way. Was i supposed to read your thoughts?""Of course not! I just wanted to think it all through, you already had the job." He affirmed. I stared intensely at him, to
Chapter 15____________It was noon time when we arrived at my place– after i had to direct him because he wasn't familiar with that side of town.It felt odd as we drove into the neighborhood. It wasn't a bad place to stay, really– it just wasn't eye pleasing and i found myself feeling small as we drove further.His mood seemed to have eased off as he tapped in a tune like way continuously, and would bob his head from time to time."Your neighborhood is pleasant." He said absentmindedly to my shock. Wait, he liked it?I simply blinked and looked out the window to see what he was seeing. The houses were built in such a way that they looked cramped even though it was every individual to their apartment. There were litters of over spilling trash here and there which the garbage collectors haven't come to pack up yet, or maybe they simply didn't care.Overgrown grasses here and there because everyone was to busy sourcing for their daily bread to care.I could see some kids at the far e
Chapter 16____________The next day started out like any other day.I could hear my neighbor's birds chirping from a Far I raised my head from my bed not ready for the day. I didn't know what I was to expect just like how yesterday went.But I got up anyway and got ready. Amanda was still sleeping as I made breakfast, again just like yesterday, but this time she was not splayed across the only couch in the room.I wasn't frantic when it came to getting ready because I was not disturbed as to whether he was going to fire me or not. So I took my time to prepare.I left a note for mandy, telling her that i was gone to meet the "hottie" as she had grown fond of calling him. The weather was nice just like yesterday and I enjoyed walking the street rather than finding a means to commute.I got there around ten o'clock, after taking my time to absorb the morning rays and rush hours.Unlike before, the brown building didn't seem to loom over me intimidatingly again. It gave me more coura
Chapter 26____________Sim was done with not only making my hair, but also acting as a makeup consultant, filling me in with all i needed to know about my shade and what products would suit it.He sort of omitted the truth about his not having completed my new wardrobe session for me when he was talking to his nephew, Ahmed. Apparently, i needed a change of wardrobe as I'd be frequenting his parents abode alot, and i honestly couldn't argue. Who was i to complain? It meant more inspiration for me, and i could play around with the dresses if i so willed.I smiled to myself, knowing that his uncle was up to no good. "What was his mum like, Sim?" I asked out of the blue as he swatted through dresses to pick for me.He raised his head, chewing the insided of his cheeks in thought. I cringed, wondering if i had prodded a bit too much at their personal story."I'm sorry, i.. i didn't mean to…—" "— oh! It's absolutely okay," he cut me off reassuringly. "I just wanted to get my thoughts t
As promised, here's chapter five of your heart throb series, enjoy!♥️Chapter 25___________Ahmed's POV.He had just stepped out of yet another meeting with the distributors. The final processes of his plateware project was finally coming into fruition and he could see the light at the ens of the tunnel.Not only was his worklife running smoothly– but Allison had also decided to take the job– saving him from multiple risk factors he'd have had to face if the lady in question was not her.Although she was only doing so for the money, which to be honest he couldn't care less about– he was simply grateful to her for choosing to do so at all.And he was quite interested in knowing what laid in store for the both of them, seeing as she was such a meek individual.He worried that his sisters might eat her raw– and then he worries for himself for even worrying about her."She's just a random secretary doing normal secretary stuff, besides, our relationship is fake, so why should i even care
Warning ⚠️: Not a chapter, sorry guys!I am really sorry for the lack of update today guys. As per usual these days, school is on my neck with multiple work, and i have no choice but to submit to its will.I promise you all(my lovely loyal readers) that I will update as soon as i find a space in between my schedules.Also anticipate the teaserss and cliffhangers because the story is just beginning – things are about to get heated for sure!Stay beautiful and amazing, and keep those views rolling! I love you guys tons♥️
Chapter 24___________"Do not call me that, simon." Ahmed slowly replied, now visibly annoyed."Is that so? You used to like the name now.. you knoww." Simon teased, sizing him up jokingly. "You kids always grow up too fast for me." He added dramatically, raising his hands to his head."That's not why i called you here Simon." Ahmed curtly pointed out, already tired of Simon's gimmicks."And why did you call me here? I thought you wanted to gel with your mother's old time friend like we used to in the olden days." He reckoned.I frowned, wondering how long they've known eachother."I called you here t-.." "..-Heyyy! And who's the pretty lady sitted close to me? You are so gorgeous!" He complimented, cutting Ahmed off remorselessly.I blushed a little, feeling slightly shy over being the focus of attention now."Why, thank you." I murmured softly, chuckling under my breath. This man was a tad overdramatic but i loved it."Oh please honey, don't mention– with beauty like that, people
Chapter 23___________"Why aren't we discussing on this file then, if that was what brought us here?" I enquired, getting impatient with the silence.He picked up the file and handed it to me, "read it out."He commanded. I blinked, not expecting that."What, you can't read?" I shot at him.He rolled his eyes and ushered me to read on.I opened the first page, "why do i have to read this? Can't you just tell it to me?" I whined, there were only but a few paragraphs in each page."I knew you weren't even going to go through the previous one i gave to you, that's why i brought you here." He reckoned, obviously satisfied with his trick."So there's actually no 'stylist'? You just tricked me into coming here?!" I said a little too loudly.He frowned, pushing his lunch away from him. "No, the stylist is simply late– this was on the schedule too." He explained.I looked wearily at him, not sure if i was to believe his answer."Well then, what's this stylist going to do?" He pinched the bri
Sorry guys, I've been having a little problem uploading the complete story, so I'm just going to repeat it and continue from there.Chapter 22___________It was indeed a busy day, i was rushing from one place to the other, printing papers, stacking up documents, sending emails, and printing out more documents.By the time we were done, it was past four o'clock and i was spent.He traipsed out of his office just as i was about to lay my head on the desk, holding a thin file in his hand."Pack up what you need secretary, we have a business meeting– which you didn't care to remind me of by the way." He remarked, picking up his coat from the rack.I groaned in frustration, missing Seramics² already. I'm sure Becca was having the time of her life right now.He stopped when he noticed my head was still laid on the desk. "Get up." he ordered, walking back to me, and tapped on my head.i grumbled, brushing his hand away, "why do i have to be at this meeting? what's a secretary's business wit
Chapter 22___________It was indeed a busy day, i was rushing from one place to the other, printing papers, stacking up documents, sending emails, and printing out more documents.By the time we were done, it was past four o'clock and i was spent.He traipsed out of his office just as i was about to lay my head on the desk, holding a thin file in his hand."Pack up what you need secretary, we have a business meeting– which you didn't care to remind me of by the way." He remarked, picking up his coat from the rack.I groaned in frustration, missing Seramics² already. I'm sure Becca was having the time of her life right now.He stopped when he noticed my head was still laid on the desk. "Get up." he ordered, walking back to me and tapping my head.i grumbled, brushing his hand away, "why do i have to be at this meeting? what's a secretary's business with the bosses meetings?" i challenged him, desperately needing some free time."it's a secretary's job to take down crucial points in a m
Chapter 21_________Thursday came with less drama, i was at work on time and Ahmed was nowhere to be seen, probably booting up his mean-o-meter– i thought.Becca's former desk– now mine, was cleared, so i got to work, arranging my work tools in order.Although it felt weird and maybe unfair that Becca was– in her own perspective, demoted as a secretary from Seramics¹ to a secretary at Seramics²– i understood his reasons for doing so, and a tiny part of me hoped she eventually did too."Ahh, so she finally got what was coming!" I hear someone delightfully exclaim behind me, clapping satisfactorily.I pivoted on my heel to see who it was. A petite middle aged woman in a biege coat, black short skirt and black stockings stood in front of me, her brown hair was packed in a ponytail and it accentuated her face a bit – the door slowly closed behind her.Her eyes glinted in excitement and i wondered why."Uhm, what?" I muttered in confusion."You. You are the new secretary, right?" She asked
Chapter 20___________He also bought a set of jewelry and a pair of bejeweled louboutins to go with the dress.The whole outfit came together, and i could only just imagine myself in them."Close your mouth, you are drooling." He casually commented as we drove out of the place.I raised my hand to cover my mouth with it subconsciously, clearing my throat, mortified."What are you doing looking at my mouth?" I bit out instead.He chuckled and continued to tap on the steering wheel. "What's there not to look at?" He asked softly.I blushed hard, understanding the underlying idea behind his question."You tell me, what's there to look at?" I retorted blandly. The car was beginning to feel hot, and my cheeks were itching just as much as i was chewing on them.He simply shrugged and continued to drive. Abruptly ending the conversation.I brought out my phone to use to drown out the awkward silence that had since befallen us. We didn't speak at all through the ride until he parked right be