Rowan"Listen up." I said to her from the backseat. "I'm meeting with my manager, we have something important to discuss. All I need from you is to jot down our conversation. Got that?""Everything?!" She asked, turning in her seat to look at me. "You mean record your entire conversation? Isn't that a job for a secretary?""Well, congratulations. You're now my personal assistant. You get to be my secretary, my cook, my nanny, my maid... Basically, whatever I say you are."The look of horror on her face was so satisfying. I smirked.I waited for her to protest or quit, but she quietly turned to face her front.Good. At least she was being obedient."We haven't properly gone over the details of this job." I heard her say. "I have my conditions for working for you, and...""And what conditions are they?" I asked. "You know what? Forget it. I'll have William give you a contract with all the details. That is, if you can actually manage to handle your first task properly."No words passed be
AmeliaI barely caught the last bus heading home. I just couldn't believe that ungrateful jerk. I was so pissed, I kept fuming all the way home. What gave him the right to yell at me? He couldn't even ask first?So what if I worked for him? That didn't make me his slave that he could shout at anywhere and anytime he wanted.What was that he said again? That as long as I was working for him, I would be whatever he asked me to?I may need a job but that didn't mean I had to lose my dignity. Even as his employee, he had to treat me with respect. Maybe he was used to treating others however he wanted, but not me. If I made a decision to work for him, then I'd have to make him understand that I was nothing like others.I wanted to quit, I wanted to quit right there! I already stormed off, clearly he wouldn't send me the contract anymore. Not after how I walked away.Well, good riddance to bad rubbish.I could apply for a job somewhere else. Who cares if it might take another two years to ge
Amelia"Okay, I'll sign it." I asked for his pen, squatted on one knee and signed it immediately.I stood straight and gave the contract back to him."Amy? Is everything okay?" Mom called as she opened the door of the restaurant, coming out. She had a worried expression on her face as she looked from William to me and back."Mom, It's fine. This is William. He's..." I trailed off. What exactly was he? The interviewer? Rowan's lawyer? Friend? He couldn't be the manager because that had to be the man back at the other diner."I'm Amelia's co-worker." He said, giving mom a nod. Was that his way of greeting? "I brought a contract for her to sign."Mom's face lit up."Co-worker? She still has her job?" She asked excitedly. William nodded again. "Oh, thank you so much. Why don't you come in and we'll serve you lunch? It'll be my treat."William took a look at the diner before shaking his head."I can't. You have a full house already. I just came to have this signed and..."He got interrupted
RowanI couldn't decide if Amelia was disaster-prone or just plain stupid. Who walks into someone's bedroom without knocking first? And then she had to interrupt us with that loud crash. Just when it was getting good."I'm sorry." She said quickly, bending to pick up the broken glasses. She had barely touched them when she snatched her fingers back immediately. I saw blood trickle out of her index finger.Raven scoffed next to me, straightening her clothes."Since when do you hire foolish maids?" She asked me, loud enough for Amelia to hear."She's not really my...""I'm sorry. I'll get it cleaned right away." Amelia said, interrupting me.She reached for the broken glasses again, but hissed when they pricked another finger."For fuck's sake!" I snapped. "Just go get a maid to clean it up. And you, get lost."She got up and ran away. I didn't feel bad for yelling. She wasn't a little kid. I mean, who pricks their fingers on broken glass twice in a row?"Sorry, baby, but I've lost my mo
RowanThe pain was so bad, I had to double-check that my eye was still in its socket."Oh my God, Rowan! I'm so sorry." She got off the floor and tried touching me but I slapped her hands away."What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I yelled at her. "Are you trying to blind me?""I tripped. I didn't know it would fly out of my hands and land in your eye.""Just like the first time? When you also tripped and didn't know it would splash all over me? Or the times after that when you dropped the tray and broke the lamp? I should be charging you for damages.""No. I'm... I'm sorry. I didn't...""Get out of my way." I pushed past her and headed back into the house, making my way to the kitchen."Good morning, Mr. Ace. Your breakfast...""Get me an ice bag." I said curtly to the cook and she scrambled to get it.I sat on a stool, covering the eye with my palm while I waited for the ice bag."Rowan, I'm really sorry." Just hearing Amelia's voice was annoying enough.I turned to her."You don't ge
AmeliaRowan was the absolute worst!To say I was pissed was to say the least. I was furious, I was enraged! I mean, who keeps a lamp worth hundreds of thousands of dollars lying around in their living room? Without tempered glass?!Okay, so maybe I was admiring it a little too intensely and accidentally knocked it over because I was leaning in too far, but still... stuff like that belonged in a museum or locked away in a basement.He was just careless. Just like how he left his room door unlocked while he was getting it down with a lady? Who does that? I thought locking doors was step one.I was so embarrassed. I couldn't decide what was worse, having his girlfriend call me a maid or have her call me foolish. It was a tiny mistake anyone could make!I was startled, that was why I wasn't holding the tray properly. Wasn't it enough that the broken glasses cut my fingers? I was trying to fix my mess, the least they could have done was be patient with me, not treat me like a silly little
AmeliaOnce outside, I was at loss for what to do. It was pouring down heavily and I was getting soaked fast. Do I call mom and have her transfer some money to me to pay for a cab?That sounded like a good idea. Anymore minute under the rain might make me sick and unable to return to work the next morning.Not like Rowan would be in any position to get out of bed. His hangover might feel like hell.That was his cup of tea. So much for worrying about someone, he didn't deserve my kindness.I had to worry about me and how to get shelter from the rain.I looked down at my phone, trying to turn it on, it didn't work. I tried again and again, nothing. Either the rain just killed it since it wasn't water resistant, or the battery finally died... I was screwed. I looked around. Rowan's neighbourhood was deserted, not one single car was on the street. I was getting cold, pretty sure that I was going to be sick by morning.I should have been more observant. I should have payed more attention
AmeliaI woke up feeling woozy, my body ached and my throat felt a bit too dry. It was a little hard to get myself to sit up in bed.I looked around me.That wasn't my room.Oh, right! I was in William's house. I had already forgotten what happened the night before. That explained why I woke up with aches, it could be I was coming down with a cold, courtesy of the rain.I pushed myself out of bed, I had to hold the bedside table to steady myself, I was so dizzy. My hand touched something. I looked. It was my phone, charging... it was already at 100%.Did William plug it in? When did he do that? While I was sleeping?! I didn't even hear a thing! That was exactly how exhausted I was.I carefully made my way to the bathroom, wishing I had remembered to spread my wet clothes.When I looked under the sink, the laundry basket was gone and so were my clothes.That was when I remembered the laundry basket wasn't under the sink when I got back into the room after eating. But now it was back..
RowanDad's text was kind of cryptic since he didn't mention why he needed me to come home, if we were going somewhere or if it was just for dinner.But I still took the liberty of dressing sharp, opting for a more laid-back formal look. I wore a well-fitted dark blazer that screams sophistication, but not too stiff, you know? Underneath, I kept it simple with a crisp white shirt, untucked for that effortlessly cool vibe. Then, instead of dress pants, I went for these tailored chinos, still classy but not overdone. And on my feet, some sleek leather boots that add a touch of ruggedness to the ensemble. With that, I was ready to head home.It was weird. When I got there, I immediately noticed that a party was underway. Why didn't he mention the party in his text? It's not like I wasn't confident in what I was wearing, but it just seemed odd he would invite me for a party, usually that was mom's job. And if he didn't invite me to the party, how did he expect us to talk with so many peo
RowanAfter Ralph stormed off and I had my little talk with Hillary, I had to go after Ralph and finally have my talk with him. I also didn't want to get into a fight with Ralph over Amelia, I couldn't even understand why it was becoming a thing.He was never like that during our other bets, or was it because he was getting involved in this one? Still, it felt as if he cared about her and not just because she was his ticket to getting my jet.It didn't help to keep thinking about it, I had to ask him and we needed to come to an agreement, that this bet would be our last and there would be no hard feelings after, things between us would remain the same.Fuck! It was making me sound like some lame highschooler who was too afraid to lose his friend.Though, honestly, Ralph was important to me, and getting into a fight over a stupid bet would really suck. I had to avoid it anyhow I could.I found him in his bedroom, headphones on as he laid on his bed, eyes closed. He couldn't be sleeping
AmeliaI was feeling way better by the time I woke up; the cold was gone and only tiny beads of sweat remained... plus I wasn't aching anymore. Well, except for the spot on my arm where the wound was.I sat up on the bed, a little surprised to see William sitting on an armchair close to the door, scrolling through his phone. He noticed me when I sat up, looking away from his phone."You're awake." He said, getting off the armchair and coming over to meet me on the bed.Hold up! Did he sit there the entire time I slept? To watch me and make sure I didn't fall on another dangerous thing?The back of his palm felt my forehead."You're no longer burning up." He announced. "Are you in pain? Are you cold?"I shook my head."No. I think the fever is gone.""Hm, I think so too. But you might still have to be careful so it doesn't return.""I know. It's my fault though, after that bully pushed me into the pool, I should have changed out of my wet clothes as soon as I got home, but I foolishly
AmeliaI felt like I was floating... like I wasn't in my body. Was I dead? What happened? Last thing I could remember was William leading me away to the parking lot. What exactly happened after that?I pulled the blanket over my head.Huh?What blanket?Was I home?How did I get home?I pulled the blanket down and opened my eyes. It hurt to open them, but I needed to understand where I was at least.I was in a familiar room... not my room though and for the life of me, I couldn't remember whose room it was, just that I'd been there before.There were drugs on the bedside table with a half empty glass of water. There was also a thermometer. I wanted to sit up and look around the room more, hoping everything would come back to me and I'd know where exactly I was, but I had no strength left in my body. I felt weak and wobbly, like jelly. I felt cold on the inside, but I was sweating slightly.I eyed the glass of water. I wanted to drink it. Maybe it would help.My hand could move at leas
RowanI didn't sleep in my bed that night. After I called Amelia and told her to come in by morning, I went downstairs to my study. I sat in my chair and read through my script for a bit. When I felt sleepy, I returned to my room, but seeing Raven there still made my bed less appealing.I left for a guest room and spent the night there, glad that I got quality beds for all the rooms in my house, else I would have woken up in pains that morning.By morning, when I got down to the kitchen, Raven was already there, having breakfast."There you are." She said once she saw me. "I asked your maids if you went out already and none of them had an idea. Did you stay up reading your script again?"That was the perfect excuse."Yeah, I didn't really feel like sleeping."I sat on the stool facing her and the cook served me my breakfast."Does Blondie work on weekends?" She asked."Not really. But I already called her to come here this morning.""Perfect. I'm going to pick on her again, I'll take
AmeliaI didn't protest, I didn't want to. Honestly, I didn't have the strength to fight with anyone. If he wanted me to become his girlfriend's assistant for the day, that was fine by me. I couldn't afford to protest, not when my job depended on it.I needed to work for Rowan Ace, his bitch of a girlfriend was just part of the package. The earlier I understood that, the earlier I got over it."I'll go get dressed." Raven said, got off the stool she sat on, went over to where Rowan sat and kissed him deeply... all the while making eye contact with me.Why did she bother? She really thought I cared about her relationship with Rowan? I rolled my eyes.He was not my type, period."I'll be right back." She said as she broke the kiss, then walked past me out of the kitchen.Rowan's eyes were on me.What did he want? To tell me to make sure his beloved girlfriend didn't have any reason to complain? Remind me to keep my clumsiness in check and not ruin her day? Oh wait! That just gave me an
AmeliaRaven was the absolute worst! I've never really hated anyone in my life, but I could say for sure that I hated her at that moment. Did she think it was a joke pushing me into the pool? I was scared of swimming. I couldn't swim and I actually thought I would die in that pool. My life literally flashed before my eyes!I was so grateful for Ralphael. I was struggling to pull myself up for air — and failing woefully — when I felt a pair of strong arms grab me and pull me up."Relax, you're safe." Hearing his voice, I was so relieved. As he carried me bridal style while still in the water, I circled my arms around his neck, holding him tight.I only let go once we were out of the pool and he wrapped a towel around me. That was when I saw Raven's victorious smirk. God! I wanted to slap her so hard, she'd get a headache for weeks!But instead, I did what any responsible adult would do. I chose to walk away. Ralphael asked me if I wanted to go into his friend's house and change out of
RowanI turned to Hillary."Did Ralph seem different to you just now?" I asked."Different how? He just seemed really pissed. Maybe he's friends with Amelia already or something." He paused, frowning. "You know, I don't really care how many bets you guys have, but it'll really suck if you have a fight over one, or even over a woman." He scoffed. "I don't know why you're fucking around with Raven, and I'm not going to question it, but just take Ralph's advice and keep her in check. If you guys aren't dating, then she can't be jealous of someone else."That was not what I wanted to hear.I looked away from him."She knows, but I can't stop her from feeling however she feels.""I think it's your fault.""What? How?""You were the one throwing a tantrum when she wanted to fuck someone else. Maybe that gave her the impression that you want to be more than fuck buddies. I mean, I was thinking it.""Nah! I reacted that way because I care about my body..."He suddenly burst out laughing."Ser
RowanAmelia was exhausting! After Hillary told me about the pool party, I tried calling her number several times but she wasn't taking my calls! What the fuck would she be doing that wouldn't let her take calls? Did she lose her phone? Did she get a job somewhere else without telling me? What exactly was her reason for ignoring my calls? I expected her to call back, but even until I got to Hillary's house for the party, there was still no call from her.I was beyond annoyed.I was half-expecting to see Raven there, so I wasn't really surprised when I saw her with Crystella. Ever since Raven and I got together, she and Hillary kind of hit it off and they'd been collaborating in a few modelling gigs. Of course, Hillary was only modelling for fun. Just like me, he was born to wealthy parents and his dad wanted him to take over the company. He was also an only child, so he and I had a lot in common. Since he was kind of friends with Raven, it was natural that he would invite her to his