Craving My Father's Best Friend

~ Nyssa's Pov ~ “Nyssa! Nyssa! Nyssa! Nyssa!” The crowd cheered as I poured bourbon all over my face, spilling it onto my exposed chest. “One more shot! One more shot!” they screamed. I loved crowds like this. If you ever want to have fun, go to a college party because they know how to vibe. I staggered toward where the cups of liquor stood alongside packs of cans, where taut college boys sniffed. One by one, I chugged down the liquor from each of the six cups, with them cheering me on. “O-kay… that’s enough,” Vanessa said, pulling me out of the crowd while draping a cloth over my bare chest. “You’ve had too much to drink. Here,” she handed me a bottle of water. What a killjoy… Vanessa. “You know…p-parties are meant to be enjoyed. You do the opposite of that, my friend,” I said, my slurred words barely audible. Vanessa stood straighter and looked at me with her ‘just behave’ eyes. I swear, she sometimes scares me with those eyes. “Parties are meant to be enjoyed doesn’t

~ Ronan’s Pov ~Intern? No way. She can’t intern at my company. I can’t even look at her without my dick pulsing.“That is not happening,” she said, glaring at her father.“It will happen. You need to intern at a company, and Ronan’s is the perfect one. You study estate management, and Ronan deals with real estate development. I’m sure he could help.”Definitely not.“You can’t just push me to intern at his company!”“I can, and I just did. Listen to me and don’t make a fuss,” Calder paused and turned to me. “I need her to intern at your company. She needs a kick-start, and I want her to be responsible for once. That way, it guarantees her a job, and she won’t be as miserable as her pathetic mother.”I could hear Anyssa swallow as she glared at me. Her eyes turned fiery, watching my every movement.“I don’t think there’s a vacant position open in my company.”“None at all? You said you needed help with an assistant.”I swallowed. I did tell him that, but not her. Anyone but her.“I do

~ Anyssa's Pov ~ “Get up,” Ronan said to him. The smile on his face was gone, now replaced with disgust. I wondered what he was going to do to him. “Come here, Anyssa.” I walked to his table. Brimsworth watched silently for a few beats, saying nothing. “Get on your knees and apologise. Only then will you get the job.” “What?” “Do I look like I have something in my mouth? I said, get on your knees and apologise or be ready to kiss this job goodbye.” Brimsworth looked at me and then at Ronan, his eyes shifting between us. “I can’t do that. This is my student—” “Whom you have been failing and threatening, if I might add.” His face contorted in shock as he stared at Ronan in disbelief. How did he know that? I hadn’t told him about the failed tests and exams. “You think I wouldn’t know? How pathetic can you be? You’ve tried every possible means to stop her, even going as far as recording private moments,” he said. He looked back at me and then returned his gaze to Brimsworth.

~Anyssa’s Pov~Do this. Do that. Fix this. Fix that. I know he is my boss, but he doesn’t have to be a dick while acting like one. It’s been a week since I came back to New York for my internship.Ronan—oh, excuse me—Alpha Ronan, has been a complete dick this whole time. It’s like I can’t even stand him, but I have to bear it because he owns the condo I stay in, and it’s expensive here in this city. Luckily, I called in sick today. What? A girl’s gotta do what she has to do. A day at home resting and licking ice cream is not a bad idea.I rushed down immediately as the doorbell rang, ice cream in hand. I hope it’s the pizza I just ordered. I opened the door and stared at Ronan, standing at the entrance. His hands were in his pockets, and he looked at me with disapproval, head tilted.“You’re supposed to be sick, aren’t you?”“W-What are you doing here?” I stepped back, allowing him in.“This house is still under my name, so it is my house,” he said, eyes on my bucket of ice cream. “I

~ Anyssa's Pov ~I made one promise to myself before coming to New York: to mind my business—or in this case, keep to myself, and finish this internship. But, you see, it’s been hard when my father’s best friend decides to make my life a living hell. He indirectly calls me daft, if not to my face. I know he doesn’t want me here. I don’t even want to be here!Last week, I got to the office late and, of course, he pissed the boss off, so he decided to punish me. He humiliated me, called me lazy, and threatened to fire me. What a rude man. Seriously, Ronan King is infuriating at best. The man’s a bully, and I don’t know how his colleagues love him.They rain praises on him, saying he’s one of the best bosses. But I shouldn’t be surprised; he is the Alpha of New York City, and they are bound to show loyalty. Today was terrible. I misplaced some documents I was supposed to send through email, and he went ballistic. The man actually shouted at me and sent me out of his office.God, I hate t