(Are you in love Mr Hunter?? Part 3)‘Stop it'‘What?'‘That's not funny stop it'. Grayson's mood turned dark real quick.Connor sighed deeply, ‘It's okay to love someone Gray. What you're feeling is love'.‘I think I know if I'm in love with someone and I'm not in love with Kathleen.... I just like her that's all'.‘You like a lot of people and don't talk about them like that', Connor folded his arms, ‘In my whole years of knowing you I have never heard you speak about any other woman the way you just spoke about Kathleen right now. You're in love with her man'.Grayson downed his last glass of tequila and wiped his mouth, ‘I'm going home'.‘Come on the night only just—'‘I said I'm going home Connor!'. Grayson fired and walked away, Connor watched his friend disappear into the crowd of dancing people and shook his head. One thing about Grayson Hunter, he was never going to come to agreement with his true feelings.*********‘So what's the story about this new boss of yours??'. Glori
(I have a boyfriend)Grayson woke up the next morning on his bed, still in his clothes from last night with his shoes off, then the most throbbing headache followed and he couldn't help but wince in pain as he got to sit upright. The morning haze cleared from his eyes and he frowned, the last thing he remembered was leaving Connor over at the club and drinking his sorrows away right outside.Waffles, he smelled waffles, freshly made waffles and strawberries wafted into his nose. He also smelled bacon, bacon and eggs—Charisse, he though as he jerked to his feet and winced again at his headache. He walked slowly towards the kitchen ready to yell at his ex girlfriend but froze seeing the most unexpected person plating breakfast on his kitchen counter.‘Good morning Mr Hunter', Kathleen's voice rang through his head, ‘You're awake'.‘What are you doing here?'. He asked still trying to grasp the situation.She shrugged, popping a strawberry into her mouth, which he found very sexy but that
(Damn her boyfriend!)‘Jacob Hempstead'‘Pardon'‘Jacob Hempstead', he said drily, ‘He's your boyfriend right?'.‘Yes sir'‘When?'‘Sir??'‘When did you both get together?'‘A week ago I guess. I'm not really counting'.‘Ohh'‘Yeah'.Silence ensued. Kathleen watched their somewhat okay conversation die down into a depressingly awkward silence which she found torturing. He didn't look thrilled that she had a boyfriend, why would he care anyway it wasn't like he gave two hoots about her right? or maybe he did care about her considering his drunken confession about being sorry for treating her like crap, or maybe she was just overthinking and he didn't really care.All these thoughts wavered around her head meanwhile Grayson was fuming on the inside. She had a boyfriend, for over a week and he didn't know? of course he knew Jacob Hempstead took a great liking to his assistant and after all the failed efforts to sabotage the relationship he came out triumphant—Grayon loathed that, he desp
(Damn her boyfriend part 2)Kathleen groaned loudly as she slumped down on her bed, kicking her shoes off, her body felt sore and she had a throbbing headache—it was the reward she got for taking care of a drunken man until midnight, having to lift seven heavy boxes of A4 paper to his office only for him to flippantly tell her to take them somewhere else.She wasn't sure what she'd done so wrong that he snapped out of his nice self, he nagged endlessly about her not doing her job correctly and for a moment she almost snapped but the remembered what happened the last time—she might actually lose her job this time which was something she definitely didn't want.He was strange, so strange as she could feel his lingering eyes on her for a moment but then at the same time it might just be her head playing games with her. A deep sigh left her as she rubbed the side of her neck, she needed a break and to make it worse she had a date with Jacob tonight—which she might have to cancel because s
(You're fired)Charisse Watson adjusted her glasses as she took her seat in front of the cafe building, she didn't want to be recognized by anyone even though the theatrics wasn't really necessary. Seated right in front of her was the private investigator, the same man she hired to watch over Grayson and he had some very juicy news to share.‘So tell me', she adjusted the wide brimmed hat on her head, ‘What did you find out??'.He smiled and placed a fat envelope on the table, ‘For starters her real name isn't KathleenTurner...well technically she changed it legally once she turned eighteen. Her real name is Evelyn Boswell, born in Pennsylvania and abandoned at the hospital, at least that's what her records say. She was thrown around in the foster system a lot and apparently...an ex juvie'.Charisse laughed but then he wasn't amused so it turned from laughter to ghastly shock in the span of a second, ‘Wait you're serious??'.‘Yes I am', he nodded, ‘She changed her name right after she
(Her criminal past)The tears streamed down Kathleen's cheeks as she put her things into the cardboard box. The complimentary office calendar she had a special place in her heart for, her mug which had a picture of badadobee on the side, her highlighter and most importantly—the beautiful butterfly paperweight which was a gift from Ophelia.In the span of a few minutes she lost her job, lost the one good thing going for her all because of a lie. Her fists clenched seeing the judgemental look on his face, she knew what he thought of her—a lowly criminal and wouldn't even give her enough time to explain herself, damn him, she thought as she wiped the tears off her eyes.....she was never coming back to this place ever again.‘I told you she was trouble Gray'. Charisse smirked as they watched Kathleen leave with her box.He frowned deeply, he certainly wasn't happy watching her leave but he felt betrayed nonetheless, ‘You've said your peace, please leave now'.‘Wh...what?!!', she stammered
(I don't want you here)Kathleen shrugged lightly as she sipped her piping hot tea, ‘You know what? I actually don't blame him this time'.‘What??'. Gloria asked her best friend from the kitchen as she was just about to marinate a couple of chicken breasts for dinner.Kathleen shrugged again, ‘I'm talking about my boss. I actually don't blame him this time for losing my job. It was my fault, I went against company's policy and lied about my record'.‘Well it's a stupid record', Gloria grunted as she cut the chicken into smaller pieces, ‘It's highly discriminatory and if he knew the full story you wouldn't have lost that job of yours'.Kathleen chuckled, ‘You're just saying that to make me feel better'.She didn't feel better in any form, in fact she felt worse. She'd just woken up from a five hour slumber after crying her eyes out from losing her job, she felt like crap not because she lied about her criminal past—she cried because she felt judged, she saw the disdainful glare in Gray
( I don't want you here part 2)Grayson tapped his foot on the floor impatiently as he checked his watch for the umpteenth time. He'd never been so nervous like this in a long time which was saying something, the last time he felt a sense of dread was at his school's science fair where he blew up his electronic volcano and sending one of his teachers to the hospital—his father was one of the huge funders of the school so he didn't get any long lasting punishment for his actions.Gloria could sense how tensed he was and couldn't understand why he would feel such a way, something about Grayson Hunter just felt so uncanny and she being a keen observer couldn't nitpick what he was really thinking. In the spirit of hospitality she offered him a cup of coffee which he accepted, she genuinely wanted to hear what he had to say hence giving him the benefit of a doubt and fighting the urge to spit in his coffee.Grayson also felt tensed as she handed him a mug and sat at the other end of the co
(The Final End)Two weeks later and Kathleen could be seen at the block's cookout organized by everyone in the apartment building to celebrate Nana Willow's birthday, she was ill and in her final days, and instead of spending it in the hospital she wanted to be around the people she loved and cared about.Plates started to pass around until it got to her, the smell of the best cheese steak sandwich from Devante's wafted into her nostrils and she could feel her mouth water just looking at it. Next to her sat Joana and her adorable twelve year old, Wallace was trying to find an excuse to play with the other kids whilst his mother was busy getting enamoured by Bobo, the dog walker from next block.‘So how's life treating you huh?', Mr Garrison asked as he took a seat next to her, ‘You know we miss you around here'.Her brows arched, ‘Come on...almost a year ago you wanted to throw me out on the streets. Don't play favors now that I've leased my apartment now'.‘Well that friend of yours
(Stay away from my son part 2)‘No??'‘No'‘What do you mean No?!'.Kathleen sighed deeply, this was like a movie, ‘Look here Mrs Hunter—I am not what you think I am, a golddigger. I love Grayson and considering how he was the one who chased me until I became his girlfriend I think you have an idea on what it is'.Evangeline pursed her lips as she placed a blank cheque on the table, she slid it over to Kathleen's side of the table, ‘That's a blank cheque right there.... anything you need... whatever you want...it could be a million dollars, name your price. Name your price and I'll give you what it takes just to stay away from my son'.Kathleen stared down at the cheque feeling almost insulted, the least Evangeline could do was be original and try something else that wasn't from the obvious plot of a movie, she chuckled softly, ‘You know this would've been the offer of a lifetime but why would I choose to take what you're offering, knowing fully well that your son can give me double?'
(Stay away from my son)Grayson was trying to get rid of his house hunger by having almost a gallon of fruit loops and milk, he was tired and now unemployed. It felt strange having breakfast all by himself by this time of the day, when he heard someone stomping towards him from behind and turned around to Kathleen, she wasn't happy, he smiled.‘Morning babe'.‘You told me everything's okay?!!'. She cried out.He shrugged, ‘Everything is okay. You're back from work early'.She winced, ‘Cut the crap Gray! Of course I'm back from work early cause I fucking got fired! I got a promotion and in a week I loose my fucking job all because my boyfriend couldn't give me a heads up about him losing his position!'.Her eyes were turning red by the minute, he pursed his lips losing his appetite immediately as his cereal turned soggy, ‘I'm sorry and yes—i stepped down as CEO'She gasped, 'Why would you do that?! I thought you loved your job more than anything Gray....more than me!'.He frowned deepl
(The New CEO)November 31st, 10pm to be exact, Grayson Hunter stepped down from his position as the CEO of Hunter's Group. He worked half of his life to be here, missed out on the fun of being a young man, never spent Christmas or his birthday with anyone, almost developed a eating disorder with his constant lack of a balance meal and all for what? all for his father to throw it away with some stupid marriage proposal.He didn't care, even if he worked his butt off to become the CEO he didn't care and he would do the same all over again—throw it all away if it meant he couldn't be with Kathleen. He was successful enough on his own, he had his own money which meant he didn't need his father's inheritance, he was rich enough to take care of himself and take care of his woman.He wasn't leaving Kathleen for anything, not even the job he loved most. A sniffle escaped him as he could feel the tears brimming in his eyes, ‘Take me somewhere else'. He instructed the driver in a icy tone.‘Sir
(Don't marry your assistant)It took a lot of contemplation but with enough pressure from Kathleen he finally managed to get into the car, dressed in a simple royal blue shirt with two buttons down and casual pants. Royal blue was his mother's least favorite color, she usually said the color reminded her of commoners in the most disdainfully way possible and he loved to piss her off.The drive lasted an hour before he got to his father's mansion. The Hunter family house, a sigh left his lips as he got out of the car, standing in front of the white mansion and feeling a dreaded sense of loneliness just looking at it. He hadn't been here in almost two years, he hated it, the two pillars that held the porch together up to the main door, the long bushes of carnellas that led up to the backyard which he was mildly allergic to but no one cared—he hated every single one of it, the stupid bright chandelier that once fell on his leg and his father had to tell him to act like a man and stop wai
(Wallace)Grayson frowned deeply seeing the list of potential candidates for the position of his new assistant—Incompetent they all were, unimpressive and most of all they weren't Kathleen. She'd done such a good job being his assistant that a replacement just felt like a let down, trying to fill up a void space.He flipped through the pages of each personal information when Theresa suddenly walked into his office with a stack of files, placing it on his table even though he didn't instruct her to. His brows arched as he looked up at her, ‘Pardon??'.‘These are the breakdowns you asked for sir'. She muttered in the most stoic way possible that it almost felt like a mocking sarcasm, ‘Unfortunately the assistant supervisor isn't here to bring these herself'.It subtly sounded like she was trying to insult his work ethic, and he knew Kathleen wasn't one to slack on the job, ‘It isn't the assistant's job. It's your job'.‘Sorry sir'. She nodded.He was already annoyed, he hated the blatan
(Babysitting Wallace)Grayson woke up the next morning before Kathleen to get ready for work. It was her day off which meant she had all the time in the world to rest, a smile crossed his lips as he walked out of the closet minutes later all dressed up after taking a shower to still see her clearly asleep with her curls sprawled over the pillow.He felt like a married man, she felt like his wife. He wanted their relationship to be like this forever, smirking as he adjusted the cufflinks on his sleeve. Kathleen rolled on and about the bed to the edge, he sat down and brushed a strand off her face before leaning down to kiss her cheek.Her eyes opened slowly, ‘Good morning'.‘Mmmh', he kissed her lips next, ‘I'll be back soon okay??'.‘I'll miss you'. She murmured still hazy.'I know', he replied kissing her again, ‘Don't forget you have your babysitting job today'.It finally clicked and she jerked up to her feet in a mode of panic, ‘Oh shit I forgot!! I need to go...oh it's not until
(The babysitter)Evangeline took a sip of champagne as Helena Watson joined her in the restaurant. A sharp brow lifted seeing as Helena had on the same faux coat as hers, she hated that, she hated duplicates of her and Helena Watson wasn't short of a dupe.‘Fancy seeing you here Eva', Helena drawled as she took a seat, ‘I haven't seen you in a while'.Evangeline frowned, ‘You've only met me once at The Le oud's art show. To what do I owe this meeting Helena? I was told it's beneficial'.‘It's about our kids', Helena delved straight into the point, ‘I'm proposing an arranged marriage'.Charming, Evangeline thought as she took another sip of her drink, ‘I'm listening....'*********Kathleen let out a moan as she felt his fingers in-between the walls of her special place. She playfully slapped his shoulder which made him laugh and finally back off as they were just having a wonderful time in the bathtub, her hair was wrapped up in a large bun with curly strands escaping at the front and
(Mommy issues Part 2)Kathleen wasn't sure how it happened but before she knew it she was on his bed, stark naked with his mouth on the side of her neck placing soft kisses.‘You were good today babe'. He whispered before kissing her so hard on the mouth that it took her breath away.She smiled as he broke away, ‘I'm never letting you do that again'.‘Do what??'.‘Seduce me', she stroked the undercut of his hair, ‘I'm worried about you Gray'.‘Can we not talk about me right now?', he kissed the corner of her mouth, ‘I feel like we should go another—' He was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his phone, ‘Ignore it'.He tried to kiss again and the phone wouldn't stop, she laughed softly pushing him away from her with gentleness, ‘You should answer that. I'm going to make coffee'.‘Stay', he demanded, ‘I'll be back in a minute'.She watched him leave not before he lightly tapped her buttocks in a playful manner, making a mental note to get her shots immediately to avoid conception. Gra