Another week has passed since I first started working for Val. The constant glares from the workers and receptionist, on the ground floor, were a reminder that I still wasn't welcome in the office. Adrian and his team, basically all the people on Adrian's floor were nice. I even made some friends. And of course, Mason, that guy was something else. I couldn't help but be glad that he was there. If he saw someone glaring, at me, he would glare right back at them tenfold. My stomach churned with warmth, in a good way, and it only intensified when I thought about Val. About how he wanted to fire everyone who was glaring and badmouthing me and how he was so nice. Why was I such a mess? I can't get involved with a guy especially not now. Not Mason and definitely not Val! And I still needed to figure out what Oli and Val were hiding from me. But I would figure that out later, right now, there was something else I need to worry about. The therapist!Today was my first therapy session a
I took the disposable cup from Mason and put it in the bag. I was helping Mason. Mason made it his mission to give everyone tea and later on take the cups from them. I helped him whenever I could. I avoided the ground floor and preferred to be free only when he was on Adrian's floor. Thank god, this was Adrian's floor, my favorite floor. His team is really friendly. I am pretty sure the idiot begged Val to not let any toxic person on his floor. Mason handed me another cup. "Massy?" "Hmm?" He raised an eyebrow at me. "Last I checked, you were the sweeper. When did you become a waiter? Ugh, we just left Adam." I whispered to him, moving closer. "Weren't you the one lecturing me I shouldn't let people walk all over me?" He smirked at me. "I don't let anyone walk over me." He leaned in closer so his mouth was closer to my ear, like he was about to reveal the biggest secret. "These aren't for free. I charge one dollar and if I see someone is either more rich or dumb, I cost them two
After talking some more with Nolan, Mason and Olan, Nolan's twin, I finally made my way to Val's office. Olan came after a little while and I noticed that Olan and Nolan were nothing similar. Sure, their facial features were similar, but their personalities were so different. Whereas Nolan was pretty straightforward, Olan had this bubbly side and this happy-go-lucky persona. And when Olan got to know that we were talking about Mason's love life, he was really excited and he gave so many suggestions as to what Mason should do to get her attention. I rolled my eyes at the mystery girl. She probably already likes him. I mean who wouldn't like Mason? He was handsome – with his electric blue eyes and brown curly-ish hair, which girl wouldn't fall for him! He was also funny, a chef and smart. Why am I even thinking about it? I don't care about who Mason likes. Infact, as his friend I am happy for him. Yup, I am happy for him. Even if it was me, which Mason made clear that it isn't,
Vivianna yelled as she woke up from her nightmare again. Four men got up from their chairs and held her down by her arms. Valentino barged in the room. "What happened?""I think she had a nightmare, Capo." One of his men informed him. Vivianna blinked her eyes a few times before adjusting to the light in the room. "Leave me. What the fudge? Who are you people? Why are they holding me down and what are you doing in my room?" They all left her and backed away in a record time. "Violà? Are you alright? What happened?" Valentino asked sitting on her bed and stroking her hand. "Who are these people? Leave! Who are you?""Leave!" As soon as they did Valentino started stroking her tear stained cheek, from his other hand. "What happened?"She sighed, "I saw her again. She was asking for help for me to save her. Valentino, why couldn't I just do that?" She leaned her head back towards the headrest, her dirty blonde hair falling in front of her face. Valentino sighed. "I am so sorry."Viv
(In Valentino's POV)"È il bastardo morto?" (“Is the bastard dead?”) I asked already knowing that he would never do that because he knew how much I enjoyed killing people."Nessun capo! Solo catturato." (“No boss! Only captured.”) He answered and I smirked knowing that he will be my new plaything."Adeguato!" (“Adequate!”) I hung up and stepped out of the elevator of the mall. I suddenly stopped in my tracks when I saw a toddler on the edge of the railing and he was giggling like crazy, like he was proud that he could crawl. He didn't even know that he was crawling his way to heaven. I rolled my eyes at him.Stupid kids!I picked the baby up, he started whining the moment I did though making me roll my eyes again. "Hey, little one! Where are your parents?"He looked at me for a second, well I have to admit he was cute, but then he slapped me.The audacity.He pointed a finger at me, "...gunreeera neh neh ma hump." I didn't understand a word he- no it, said but wanted to throw this thin
I woke up with my phone ringing. I tried ignoring the sound. I really did, but the person ringing couldn't get a fricking hint.I sighed fully awake. I looked at the time it was fudging 6 in the morning but the noise wasn't ceaseing, so I got up and looked at Aaron and saw he was sleeping peacefully - that little guy wasn't even fazed by the noise. I smiled and my phone stopped, seriously couldn't you have stopped it before I got up, I mean come on, sometimes people are so annoying.When I was about to lie down again, thinking that I can call whoever the hell was calling me later, the phone rang again. Serious-fudging-ly. And my phone was in the fricking living room. An important fact never ever leave your fricking phone in the living room not if you don't want to exercise at 6 fricking am. And trust me when I say I don't want to get up but I also don't want to wake my baby up, which is kinda impossible because nothing can wake him up until he wants to but still I got up and finall
"Which one should I wear, dad?" I asked, showing him the navy blue, grey and black dresses, from the entrance of the kitchen."Black! Black is your color, darling."I ran back to my room and wore the dress. After doing my makeup to look professional, I went back downstairs, satisfied with myself."Eat up!" He said putting a plate in front of me of, wait what is that? Pancakes?Oh god! He is as bad at cooking as me, if not more.I mustered the courage to eat this, I can't even say pancakes. "Dad! Is this pancakes?" "Oh no darling! It's fried egg with bacon, didn't you notice?" I think I just threw up in my mouth a little. "Oh shit, I am late. Why don't you finish this? I will eat something on the way." I promised."But-" I gave him my best ' I can't eat this ' look. "Fine but promise me you will eat something." "I already did," I got up, gave him a kiss on the cheek."Bye pops!" "Okay, bye baby! Best of luck." I left excited about this interview. I just recently completed my deg
"One.. two... three.."Just then, the door knob turned and the door opened. "Welcome back, Oli!" Aaron started jumping excitedly, not knowing what was happening yet still on a sugar rush because of all the sweets he had eaten not too long ago. Olivia walked in with a grin on her face but instantly jumped back when we all popped party poppers in her direction. "Ahh! Guys, you got all the confetti stuck in my hair." "Aww, you look cute." Sam teased her. I walked up to Olivia and wrapped my arms around her tightly. "M- Mom can't b- breathe.""Oh, oops." I loosened my grip on her. "So how were your vacations? Did you eat properly? Did you have fun? Who dropped you off? I still think I should have picked you up. After all, it was your first trip-""Mom relax! The trip was fine. Some guy, who Granny told me is my uncle, dropped me off. And yes, like I have mentioned the gazillion times you have called me, I did eat properly.""Wait, you have an uncle?" "Apparently."I bent down to he
After talking some more with Nolan, Mason and Olan, Nolan's twin, I finally made my way to Val's office. Olan came after a little while and I noticed that Olan and Nolan were nothing similar. Sure, their facial features were similar, but their personalities were so different. Whereas Nolan was pretty straightforward, Olan had this bubbly side and this happy-go-lucky persona. And when Olan got to know that we were talking about Mason's love life, he was really excited and he gave so many suggestions as to what Mason should do to get her attention. I rolled my eyes at the mystery girl. She probably already likes him. I mean who wouldn't like Mason? He was handsome – with his electric blue eyes and brown curly-ish hair, which girl wouldn't fall for him! He was also funny, a chef and smart. Why am I even thinking about it? I don't care about who Mason likes. Infact, as his friend I am happy for him. Yup, I am happy for him. Even if it was me, which Mason made clear that it isn't,
I took the disposable cup from Mason and put it in the bag. I was helping Mason. Mason made it his mission to give everyone tea and later on take the cups from them. I helped him whenever I could. I avoided the ground floor and preferred to be free only when he was on Adrian's floor. Thank god, this was Adrian's floor, my favorite floor. His team is really friendly. I am pretty sure the idiot begged Val to not let any toxic person on his floor. Mason handed me another cup. "Massy?" "Hmm?" He raised an eyebrow at me. "Last I checked, you were the sweeper. When did you become a waiter? Ugh, we just left Adam." I whispered to him, moving closer. "Weren't you the one lecturing me I shouldn't let people walk all over me?" He smirked at me. "I don't let anyone walk over me." He leaned in closer so his mouth was closer to my ear, like he was about to reveal the biggest secret. "These aren't for free. I charge one dollar and if I see someone is either more rich or dumb, I cost them two
Another week has passed since I first started working for Val. The constant glares from the workers and receptionist, on the ground floor, were a reminder that I still wasn't welcome in the office. Adrian and his team, basically all the people on Adrian's floor were nice. I even made some friends. And of course, Mason, that guy was something else. I couldn't help but be glad that he was there. If he saw someone glaring, at me, he would glare right back at them tenfold. My stomach churned with warmth, in a good way, and it only intensified when I thought about Val. About how he wanted to fire everyone who was glaring and badmouthing me and how he was so nice. Why was I such a mess? I can't get involved with a guy especially not now. Not Mason and definitely not Val! And I still needed to figure out what Oli and Val were hiding from me. But I would figure that out later, right now, there was something else I need to worry about. The therapist!Today was my first therapy session a
Realizing a breath, I didn't even know I was holding, I made my way to the office. With a little last pep talk I opened and closed the door. The whispering stopped and I could feel almost every single pair of eyes staring into my soul. I ignored them and made my way to the elevator. What caught my notice though was the new person siting on the receptionist's desk and glaring harshly in my direction. And that wasn't all it was the same girl, who was on some other floor when I first came to this building to give my interview. I stepped inside the elevator when the doors opened. When the door opened, I made my way to Val's room, already tired of just thinking the mess Oli created.I stopped just before it though as I heard some heated conversation going on inside. "Val, you can't be serious right now?" I rolled my eyes as I recognized the voice. "Valentino Ivan Morte, you can't-" "Sarah Aurora Morte, you are wasting my time. And let me tell you a secret I don't like time wasters. Yo
I look at the completely dark room and my first thought is my kids. Where are they? Are they safe? They might be scared. Oli hates dark. "Olivia? Aaron? Guys, where are you? Olivia? Aaron?" I try to make something out of the stupid dark, but am disappointed as I just continue to aimlessly whirl around the room. "Baby? Where are you? Aaron? Oli?" There is a yellowish light coming from the far end of the hallway and with a one last unsuccessful look I follow the light. As soon as I hear screams I take faster more hurried steps towards the light. "Oli? Ary?" I stop shouting and walking as I reach the end of the hallway and can see through the yellowish light. There are two people in the room. One of them is facing the other way, so I can't see their face, and has a gun in their hands, the other one is tied and is currently screaming and sobbing. I can't really make the other person out as well. "Please. Please, just let me go. Help me, someone. I am really sorry." The one pointing
I slapped my head inwardly. I didn't mean anything when I said anything, you idiot. "So open the door and take it." Sam commented as the pounding continued. Ugh, why can't you get a hint and leave?I just blurted out whatever came out of my useless mouth. "I.. can't. Yup, I can't. You see I opened the door and my clumsy self dropped that milk. And now he wants me to clean the mess as well as pay him. Now, how can my poor broke self give him money for the milk that I--""I will pay him." Anna offered already taking out money from her pant pocket. Sam glared at her. "So easy to say when you aren't actually the one making the money." I had the urge to ask how she made money again but I controlled it. Not the time, Vivi! Not the time."Anna, you don't really have to. He would just leave when he realizes he isn't getting an-" And in answer to that the pounding got louder. Great! Just spiffing."That person isn't going anywhere." Sam chuckled. My useless mouth opened again but was i
"Look who is here Oli." I grinned as I saw my kid running and hugging Magnolia."Mag, darling, you look so pretty." I told her and she gave me a small smile."Thanks, Viv." She turned her head to Olivia again and snickered. "What are you wearing?""Panda Onesie. Isn't it cute?" She did a little twirl.With a smile, I led Magnolia's mom to the living room where the other adults were sitting."I already left Oli's gift where all the other gifts were, at the entrance, but this is a card. Mag made it for Oli." Mag's mom smiled at me making a smile make its way on my face."Thank you so much. There was really no need for the gift."She just waved me off and walked over to the others."Hey, Vivi?""Yeah?" I asked Anna."Should we just feed them so they can leave?" I gave Anna a look. "What? That's what birthdays are about eating, giving gifts and kids finding some time between all of that to play."Before I could reply to her and give her a piece of my mind Sam came over. "Viv, there is this
I carefully untangled myself from Oli, making sure not to wake her up, kissed her forehead and made my way to the restroom after making sure that Aaron was in his crib as well. Yesterday was hectic but the worst part was seeing Oli cry. After telling me how Anna let her wander off on her own, which this kid was obsessed with, she promised her that she would meet her in the clothing session. The kid made it back but with two weirdly shady men. I grew tense as to where this was going but as if Anna could sense it she told me they seemed nice and decent enough and that they stayed with her until Sam came. She told me how suddenly Oli started crying and wouldn't stop it. She hadn't eaten anything nor have she talked to anyone. Her excuse was she would only talk to me. I thanked Anna and Sam with her and they just waved me off, with a warning to pick up my call next time. After the two left I made my way to Oli's room. She was crying- no, not crying, she was sobbing. I quickly went ove
The cafe was filled with people, just my awesome luck. This place was never filled, expect for weekends, but looks like today my awesome luck decided to show me how lucky I was. Oh and the cleaner called in sick. Gracias of my awesome luck!I bitterly smiled while cleaning the restroom for the third time. The manager, Adam, had taken over this place after his grandmother died. Adam was a perfectionist, I liked that about him but it was annoying at times. Like who the hell cleans, all over again, if anyone as much as breaths in the restroom let alone goes inside it just to do touch ups or to just get away from some creep. I washed my hands and walked out of the restroom. I couldn't even catch a break because someone told me to give two coffees at some table. I sighed and went over to that table. After that I went to the counter to ask for the bill for some other table. The two men, sitting on that table, ended up giving me a huge tip along with the bill. "There is really no need f