OLIVIA’S P.O.V
“Morning sweetheart” my dad greeted as he joined me for breakfast. “Morning dad,” I said, playing around with my food rather than eating it. “Something on your mind?” he asked, noticing my stance. “Brad and I broke up last night” I informed him, but that wasn’t what was bothering me. “Hmmmm, Liv, we have more important things to bother about rather than Brad, besides it’s not like he came from a wealthy family,” he said, cold-heartedly. “I don’t understand how you could be so mean at times” my words came out in irritation. “Liv, honey, I am not being mean, I am just worried about your future,” he said and let out a heavy sigh. “Liv, I haven’t told you this because I thought that everything would be alright. I thought that we were just going through a phase. Sailing through such rough waters, I thought that our ship was just rocking according to the tide and that we will soon come out of the storm. I didn’t want to worry you and I know that you really loved Brad, it breaks my heart to have to break this news to you while you are already down but I have no choice. Liv, our business is not doing well at all…if we don’t manage to save it by next month then it would be liquidated and all our assets would be seized by the state” he buried his head in his palms due to the stress. “Oh no! Dad, you should have told me! You shouldn’t have taken all of this stress on your own and your health is not so good anymore dad, you need to look after yourself. After mum’s death, you are all I have!” I said, leaving my seat and going to sit next to him. “Just like that, you are all that I care about Liv. I lived my life, I can die a poor man and still be content with the memories that I have but I can’t live and will never be able to rest in peace either, knowing that I left you with nothing! Besides letting you down I would also let my father down who is probably already turning in his grave knowing that I ran his legacy right down to the ground. Liv, how can I live with myself knowing that I let my family down…I have a brother but my father handed the company over to me because he trusted me, he trusted me to grow it and continue the pride in our family name and his legacy but look what I have done Liv, look what I have done! I failed him, I failed your mother by promising her that I would give you the best life that I can and if I don’t manage to save this company then I would fail you as well! What kind of father would I be to leave my daughter with nothing. From the time that you were born, I filled your life would luxuries, how can you live as a poor woman? How can I live knowing that I ruined your future?” he was so heartbroken and torn that he actually sobbed.
“Dad, don’t worry! I am with you! We will save the company together as well as our family name” I comforted him. “I hope that we can Liv, I only have one plan left and to tell you that it is foolproof would be my biggest lie,” he said. “What is your plan, dad? Let me help you” I said. “I don’t think that there is anything that you can do right now but my plan is to get a really wealthy investor to invest in our company that would definitely save it,” he said. “Do you have any investors in mind?” I asked. “The Hunter’s would be attending a charity event tonight. It’s my only chance” he answered…fear of failure and low confidence evident in his voice…
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“Why don’t you go and get yourself a drink? I think I spotted one of the Hunters” my father said as we entered the Grand Hall in which the charity event was taking place. “Are you sure that you don’t want me to help?” I asked. “No honey, I put us in this mess, it is my duty to get us out,” he said, his eyes were gentle and full of love. “Okay dad, all the best,” I said and we split.
I felt beautiful tonight in my opened back champagne-colored dress, my hair tied up in a rose-shaped bun and a bright red colored lipstick with brown eye shadow finished off my look.
I made my way over to the bar but shuddered when I got the feeling of being watched once again, just like in the club. I ordered a glass of champagne and looked around, hoping to see 'him' again. And just like I hoped, I spotted him but he wasn’t watching me anymore as he seemed quite amused by the man in front of him. I’m pretty sure that my father was not making a joke by the serious expression on his face.
It all makes sense now…I was right about him not being from here. He is extremely wealthy hence was in the executive section of the club last night. And he is a Hunter, who we desperately seek help from.
I watched them both as my father tried hard to convince him to invest in our business, I was completely astonished as I watched this Hunter guy, smirk, turn around and walk away from my father…not saying a word…as if he was annoyed with a homeless person. How dare he treat my father like that? We may need them to invest in our business but we have not yet hit rock bottom and should be respected, after all, we were invited to this charity ball.
“Dad, how did it go?” I asked, I seemed calm but I was raging inside. “Honey, let’s speak about it at home, okay?” he said with sad eyes. “He refused, didn’t he?” I asked. “It’s okay Liv, we would figure something else out. Don’t worry” he tried to reassure me but I knew that he was broken. “Where is he? I would teach him a lesson!” I said. “Liv, you can’t force someone to invest in a business” he explained. “I’m well aware of that but I saw the way he reacted and put you down, like you are nothing compared to him,” I said, looking around for Mr. Arrogant. “Liv, just let it go. We don’t have any money to invest in this charity anyway…come let’s go home now” my father said. “There he is!” I finally found him again, conversing with a group of men who looked quite powerful and important. “No, Liv! Don’t cause a scene!” my father followed behind me, trying to stop me.
“Mr. Arrogant, may I have a word with you?” I approached him, not afraid of being embarrassed by the company he was with. He turned around slowly at first, he seemed quite irritated for being disrespected but then he seemed pleased…I don’t know why. “Mr. Hunter” he corrected me. “How may I be of any assistance?” he asked, his tone cool but his voice was deep enough to turn a woman on with anything that he said. Close up he was even more attractive and for a minute I began to feel shy and inferior in his presence, I wanted to disappear, I didn’t feel ready to approach him anymore, I didn’t feel good enough to be talking to the most attractive man that I have ever seen and by that, I mean more attractive than any movie star, any football captain, literally any and every man was nothing compared to him. “Er…ermmmm…” I lost my words and was humbled. His smirk and raised eyebrow reminded me why I was here. “You were rude to my father and I would like for you to apologize,” I said in a much calmer and collected tone rather than yelling at him like I was supposed to. “Well, I don’t apologize,” he said to me. “Meet me at 10 am tomorrow at the Grand waters hotel. A minute later and the meeting would be called off,” he said to my father who was standing next to me, leaving both me and my father with a pleasant shock. “Thank you so much, Mr. Hunter,” my father said as he walked past us….
OLIVIA’S P.O.V“I would invest 40million Euros in your business, Mr. Nightingale” Mr. Hunter offered my father an amount which was three times what we needed. “40 million Euros? That’s a very big amount Mr.Hunter and I am very grateful for your gratitude but what percentage of the profits would you take if you are willing to invest 40 million euros, Mr.Hunter?” my father’s face lit up with hope but he was still very wary. Something seemed wrong and I knew that my father sensed it too. “Oh no, Mr. Nightingale, have enough money to buy the entire world if I want to, but what fun would that be? Mr. Nightingale, in return for this 40 million I would take something much more valuable from you” he said, looking at me with his piercing Egyptian blue eyes. I know that I shouldn’t be but I couldn’t help but feel more attracted to him. “And what would that be?” my father asked a lump of fear in this thr
OLIVIA’S P.O.VAfter many hugs and tears, I kissed my father goodbye, took a deep breath and headed towards the door. I turned around one last time to see his watery eyes and a reassuring smile. I looked at our house for the last time, the memories of my childhood playing in my mind, so much laughter, so much joy, sooo many memories of my mother, father and I, all being left behind as I make this sacrifice to enter the next chapter of my life.Outside awaited a Limo to pick me up, it was very similar to the one that my father and I often traveled in, but it was not. This was sent by Austin Hunter, he wanted to make sure that I don’t get lost on the way and waste his ‘precious’ time. I rolled my eyes thinking about how egotistically he spoke last night.I felt stupid and weak, although I knew that the man is arrogant and too fond of himself for my liking…I was still head over heels about him. I know that I am going there as his empl
OLIVIA’S P.O.VI woke up from my deep sleep with a gentle touch across my face. Looking around me, I couldn’t tell who it might have been. “Ah, good you are awake, we are about to land,” Keith said to me. “Is it morning already?” I asked, still in a sleepy mood, I yawned and stretched. “Finally we are home,” Austin said, he seemed relieved to be back. The plane began to land and I held on tightly to my seat, this is the part that always has me scared, I’m okay during take-off and while we are in the air but landing feels like crushing to me. “Scared?” Austin asked, a wicked smile on his face. I shook my head, agreeing with him. “Don’t worry, you are safe with me. I have to keep you alive, can’t have my 400 million Euro worth secretary dying before she can even start” this is the most words as well as the sweetest thing that he has said to me since we have met. Even during the time when w
OLIVIA’S P.O.V“I have my own dresses you know,” I said politely even though I was irritated. I was irritated with everything, the very pretty bracelet that I had to wear which was actually a tracker, the rules of Stermytina, the fact that I had to wear an evening gown with flats because heels were not allowed on the marble floors. “Well, this is what Mr. Austin Hunter wants you to wear,” Grace said holding up a Barbie pink evening gown. “Well I hate that color and I would not wear that dress! It looks cheap! Did he get it from the dollar store?” I asked, my arms folded against my chest. “I don’t think that Mr. Austin Hunter would be very happy about that,” she said, holding the dress forward, suggesting that I take it from her. “Well, breaking news Grace! My happiness is far more important than his and I would not let him tell me what to wear” I said. “Very well Madam, I just hope that he does not
OLIVIA’S P.O.V“Is that what you are going to wear for your first day?” Austin asked, he seemed disappointed with my grey and black check coat and matching skirt. “Yes, Why? What’s wrong with the outfit? I used to wear similar ones all the time when I went to my Dad’s company” I said, sitting opposite him for breakfast. Keith and Jake seemed completely uninterested in our conversation. “Well, I think that you must remember that this is not your father’s company and you are no longer the boss’s daughter because I am the boss now,” he said. “Mr.Hunter, I am well aware of that but what does that have to do with my outfit?” I asked him, smartly with a smile, my irritation ceased when I saw him get annoyed. I won’t lie and say that I did not feel a little bit of satisfaction for annoying him after he insulted my outfit. “Just get to the point Aus, her outfit is turning you on?” Jake jok
OLIVIA’S P.O.VDear DiaryI don’t like her, Belinda Cassidy. I know that it is wrong not to like someone just because they are with the person that you want, I was brought up better than that, I was taught better than that, yet I don’t like her. And it’s quite clear that she doesn’t like me either. Why does he even need a personal assistant when I literally did all the work by myself. I organized his meetings, made phone calls on behalf of him, sent out emails on his behalf, etc…what did she do? What does she even do? It really doesn’t look like she can do anything! Anyways that’s enough venting for today, I really hope that everything gets better. I haven’t spoken to my father since I left New York, it’s not like I am not trying but every time that I try to call him his phone goes on voicemail. I need to ask Dawn to check up on him, she is literally the only person I can count on…but I will do that to
OLIVIA’S P.O.V“Good morning” I greeted them as we went down to breakfast. “Good morning Liv, did you sleep well last night?” I was surprised that Austin was igniting conversation while the other two brothers just greeted me. “Not really, I barely got any sleep” they all broke their attention from their breakfast and focused on me. “And why is that?” Austin asked. “There was so much noise,” I said. “Oh yeah, sorry about that. We were watching a movie, we will remember to put the volume lower next time” I knew that Keith was just covering up, the movie room is not in the North wing! However, still exhausted from all the work that I had to do yesterday and not getting any sleep, I had no energy to debate this topic any further.……Today felt like Deja vu at the office. We entered together with all eyes on us, he hugged her and I was left alone at my desk while they both wen
OLIVIA’S P.O.V“Sir, I finished with all of the arrangements for tomorrow’s meeting. The boardroom is set up. I have double-checked your presentation making sure that it is error-free. I checked the set-up as well” I reported back to him at 5 pm. “Okay, you can have a seat and wait until I finish with this email and then we will leave,” he said. “Yes, Sir” I addressed him and took a seat. “You wouldn’t even ask if there is anything else that I have for you to do, would you? Because you are one extremely lazy person…that explains all the fat which gather around or waist” he insulted me again like he has been doing the whole week since Belinda left, I literally felt my heart drop. Looking down at my waist I honestly didn’t see anything wrong, I don’t think that it could possibly get any smaller and I was proud of my hourglass shape, yet I still felt horrible. I guess it’s not that fact th