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Twenty Five- The Balcony
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CEO MEETS HER Twenty Six- Boundaries
Alexander has been living with me for one month now, and I am still not getting used to it. In some way, we're slowly becoming acquainted with each other. We occasionally conversed, but that was it.There have been a lot of changes happening during my stay with him. I am provided with comfort food and a bed. I have new dresses and bags that can feed millions of people, and a card for my daily expenses. The amount of things was too much, and I urged him to only use them when necessary, but he remained adamant. At the end of the day, he let me be. This time, he allowed me to win. He also mentioned that the preparation for our fake wedding would be finished soon. Our wedding is coming up in a month's time. There was no room for any mistakes in his mind. As far as I'm concerned, I let him do whatever he wants since I'm only pretending to be his fiancée. I continue to write my drafts during my free time, and I am confident that I can finish them before the due date. As I was about to finis
CEO MEETS HER One- The Life
Goals. Goals motivate us to aim at our dreams and make it into reality. It pushes us not to daydream. I know we all have goals. Some of you wish to travel the entire world, some of you just want a simple life, some of you need to be married at 26 etc... But mine's different from yours. Mine's to pay off the debts of my aunt. And to LIVE MY OWN DAMN LIFE. I am Heather Russell. 23 years of age. I do a lot of part-time jobs. According to my Aunt Rita, my parents abandoned me at the age of three. And to make my life more miserable, my aunt does not love me. She loathes me. That's a fact. “Heather!!! Where you!?” I went downstairs and saw my aunt Rita sitting on the kitchen table swinging her legs and holding a bottle of beer. “Aunt Rita. You're drunk. Let me help you in your room.” I said while walking towards her. Suddenly, she threw the bottle at me it hit my left arm. I winced. My reflexes were slow that I was not able to react. The bottle crashed and shattered on the floor. Shards
CEO MEETS HER Two— Some Circumstances
My shift will end soon. And I still I have to finish my final draft for the writing contest! It’s due next week. I thought.I joined the “Writer's Luck” contest to win $700. Not only that, you'll be an automatic member of an elite book club called “The Golden Phoenix” wherein you will meet many personalities and big people. Also, this club could aid you find a sponsor or a publisher to publish your writing. And I think this is a tremendous opportunity to pay off the debts of my aunt. I hope luck will be in my favour.I sighed.My cellphone rang, and I answered, “What's up Sophia?”My friend on the other line responded, “H! I need your hand. Can you be my substitute again tomorrow? Please? I have to go to the hospital tomorrow. By the way, they super liked your report last month. All the data is in my laptop. You know what to do, it's the same as last time. Please.”
CEO MEETS HER Three- Bad Luck
7am.My phone’s alarm rang. I want to snooze it, but my mind says no. “Another day to fight, Heather. Ugh.” I motivated myself, but my body feels heavy.Before leaving for duty, I left a note in the fridge saying, “Going to work. I'll be late. -Heather” even if my aunt does not care.I took a bus traveling to the workplace of Sophia. Around 0830H, I got a text from her saying, “Good morning, H! The deal's not off, right? He he I'll see you tonight!”I replied, “On the bus right now. Going to your workplace. Yep. Don't forget my burger.”Then I received $100 on my money app. I sighed, thinking about the bills and debts.“When will I be free?” I thought to myself. I shake off the negative thoughts I am having and just think of other things.After 20minutes, I have arrived. As alwa
CEO MEETS HER Four—A Favour
Sophia and I had dinner. She bought me a burger. I am so happy. I thanked her for the treat. She does not mind at all; she wanted to treat me more, but I said the meal was enough. We talked about many things during supper. And she shared something personal. She’s dating someone which she refers to as “commoner”. Sometimes I forgot that she’s super rich. I am always curious why she works in a company where she can do anything with her money. Like build a business on her own. Oh, well.And also she shared she was forced by her parents to a marriage. She does not want to. That’s why she went to the hospital telling her parents she’s not feeling well and needs some rest. And that’s the reason she called me for my help today at her office.She sought for my advice about her problem and I said nothing, but I asked her if she has no choice in her marriage or if she already talked it out with her parents. Sh
CEO MEETS HER Five— Bruises.
Thursday.I was in my room finishing my draft when I heard my aunt Rita’s shouting and smashing things downstairs. “Heather!! Where are you?” I stopped writing and went downstairs. She’s having another tantrum. I don't like this. “Aunt Rita! Stop!” I shouted when I saw that she’s throwing and breaking the plates and glasses!“YOU! WHAT DID YOU SAY?!”“I said stop. You’re breaking everything. You can get hurt!” I moved towards her.“Don't even try to come near me! You’re a bad luck! If I had not accepted you in this family, I would not be miserable!!! You ruined everything!!! You’re like my dead brother!! Stupid and useless! I should have abandoned you in the street! He promised to — “then she cried and break more things.She stopped while holding a plate, and she's still crying a
CEO MEETS HER Six— Bad Omen.
The morning breeze was chilly. I got up and close my window. The clouds were dark. I took a 2-day leave on my part-time jobs. I have to finish my draft today and send it within the day. Furthermore, I thought of going to my favorite café to write. For once, I want to treat myself a cup of hot chocolate while I write. I went nonetheless.I wore a black turtleneck sweater to hide the bruise on my neck and some comfy pants. Combed my loose curly long hair and bun it with a ribbon. And I'm done. I checked if my things are complete before I leave the house. Laptop, checked. Notebook, checked. Pencil, checked. Bag, checked. Purse, checked. I'm ready."I haven't seen my aunt since yesterday" I thought.I went outside and it was so chilly outside. Good thing I wore a sweater.Ten minutes later, I am inside my haven. The café looks rustic, and it's perfect for someone like me who needed
CEO MEETS HER Seven- Alexander Huxley
His thoughts.I drove somewhere far from the office. Then, I saw this little café that seems quiet. I parked my car and went in the little café called “Coffee Bloom House”. As I entered, I could smell coffee. It smells so wonderful. The place is tiny, but the interior is desirable.“Good morning, sir! “I was greeted by a tall and blonde guy on the cashier.“Hi. One Americano, tall. Thank you.” I looked on his nameplate. He’s called George.“That’s $2.50 sir.”I paid him the exact amount.“Thank you, for paying the exact amount. We’ll be serving your coffee in a moment. Please have a seat.” George smiled.I nodded at him once.While I searched around for a perfect spot, I saw a familiar face. Ah!
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