All Chapters of Profession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

☼Willow☼My hand picked at the fabric of my pants for the umpteenth time making me want to rip the whole thing off my body.My nerves were racking. My whole body was being consumed by nervousness and it started to make me feel insecure. It made me feel like I was overdressed for this interview. I wore a navy-blue button-up shirt that had long sleeves with ruffles and paired it with black, high-waist palazzo pants that flare from the waist and were wide throughout the leg. I chose to wear black flats and to complete everything my ginger hair was slicked back and secured into a neat low ponytail.How does it make me feel? It makes me feel like I travelled 40 minutes from my apartment to come interview for the spot of a personal assistant in some big company, that's how it made me feel. I'm having serious second thoughts about my outfit. I should've just worn my summer dress with a loose cardigan over it.I released the hold that I had on the file that was sitting on my lap so that I cou

☼Willow☼I haven't received a single call since yesterday. They haven't called me back like they said they would if I had gotten the job.It's almost 2:00 p.m. This must mean that I didn't get the job.Shit.My deadline is tomorrow, I have to move out if I don't pay tomorrow morning. Honestly, I don't even blame myself anymore, life is just being a mean bitch and if that's the way it's gonna be then I might as well move on.I sighed deeply before neatly folding the last of my shirt into my suitcase and then zipping it up.Yes, I'm packing. I'm getting ready to catch the first flight leaving for Ohio tomorrow morning. I've decided that it's not a bad decision at all, maybe it won't be all that bad.Maybe, I just have a hefty amount of bad luck in this city and it will all be fine once I just start over after I settle in Ohio in the meantime. Yeah, that's not at all a bad idea.My phone rang and I stopped packing up my bath kit for a moment so I could pick it up.Unfortunately, I have a

☁︎Lorenzo☁︎"I didn't leak any information, Capo, I swear." Darren, the man in charge of all my shipments coming to Italy, said.(Boss.)I bobbed my head, carefully repeating his words in my head. The sound of my shoes hitting the floor was the only thing audible in the almost empty warehouse. I frowned a bit when I stepped on a thick glob of blood."All the cameras were down before the robbery, I can't find anything on the security footage. The place was empty before the cameras shut down, someone worked with the culprits from the inside." Bianca, Theodore's assistant, informed me, her voice echoing through the walls since she was standing next to Darren near the entrance.I nodded to that, my head tilting at the floor as I walked further into the room.I sank my hands into the pocket of my suit, loving the way the fabric felt so smooth under my palms.I should pay my tailor extra for picking out this fabric."Shouldn't we do something, Boss?" Bianca asked, her voice skeptical. "We c

☼Willow☼My name is Willow.Willow Chloé Bardot.But apparently, that seems unknown to Mr. Moretti because he hasn't used my name once when calling me. It has been two days since he was back from his business trip, and I've seen him once since then.He showed himself at dinner last night but otherwise, he is locked up in his office. His office is one room away from my room and whenever I have to pass by, I walk so slowly and carefully that it makes me look and feel idiotic.Today is a weekend and I'm up, early as usual, and making breakfast. It was currently 6:50 a.m. and I had baked some peanut butter cookies. I had also brought out some eggs to scramble alongside some bacon and toast.By the time I was done setting the table, it was 7:30 a.m."Good job, Willow," I said mentally patting myself on the back for finishing on time."Good morning, Wooly." Isabella's small voice grumbled making me snap out of my thoughts.Right on time."Morning, Bella," I said with a smile turning in the

☁︎Lorenzo☁︎“What divorce?” I scoffed grabbing the cold metal and pushing it back into the tissue box.I discarded the used tissues and was about to put aside the stained work and start on another one when my door opened quietly. I paused momentarily and turned to look at the door, waiting for who it was to come in.“Is it open?” I heard Isabella’s small voice whisper harshly making me smile.“Yes?” Lucas answered sounding confused. “Why are we whispering?” he asked, his voice low.“I don’t know,” Isabella answered before peeping her head in.Her eyes first set on my bed and when she didn’t see me lying in it, her eyes immediately drifted towards the study desk, where I was.I tilted my head as I looked at her and she smiled widely before coming in.“Hi, Daddy!” she beamed as she skipped toward me.Lucas closed the door quietly behind him and followed his sister, shaking his head when she started laughing uncontrollably.“Hi, Dad.” He said when he saw that I was looking at him.When I