GEORGE
I woke up to see that she had disappeared after giving me the best sex of my life last night. I wanted to make her cum up to four times but ended up doing nothing. She tasted so sweet, so sweet to make my body numb instantly.
I never thought she would be attracted to me as well. This was the best thing that had happened to me after coming back to New York in two years. I barely felt any more spark for women, I stayed away from them but there's something about her that I just can't define. I want to see her again, yes I want to.
I looked over to the table to see that she left $200 on the table as a subtle chuckle crossed my lips. Did she think I was a male escort or something?
I picked up my cell phone and called Mark, my assistant. I needed him to find her. I need to know more about her. I don't need to love her but I want to keep her by my side.
After making demands for Mark to find her, I dressed up and my driver drove me back to my penthouse. Home feels good, I haven't been home in two years.
“Take the luggages inside,” I ordered my driver after inhaling a deep breath.
“Yes, sir!” He concurred and began taking the luggages in.
I can't believe I went straight to a bar after returning to New York and even got entangled with a woman way younger than me.
A smirk crossed my lips as I went in. My eyes wandered over my penthouse, the interior designs seemed a little bit outdated.
“Boss…..” I heard Mark's voice behind me as I turned. I was still checking out the penthouse. Mark had everywhere arranged but something still seemed to be lacking.
“I found out a few things about her, as requested. It's a good thing the CCTV of the bar captured her face properly, I was able to locate her. ” Mark said.
“Her name is Keira Miller. She just got divorced. She is currently applying for jobs as an interior designer. I guess her ex husband was a jerk. I didn't dig into much details but these are the necessary details I found” Mark explained and I felt a flutter in my chest. What a perfect timing to hire an interior designer for my penthouse.
“Sounds interesting….” I said, my interest genuinely piqued.
“Didn't you find out about her ex husband?” I asked.
“No sir.” Mark replied curtly.. “ I thought that wouldn't be necessary if she is single. It's been so long since a woman caught your attention” He added and my lips formed a straight line. He was right though.
“Interior designer??” I repeated, fixing my gaze on Mark.
“Yes sir” he replied.
“Hire her….. my penthouse needed a new set of designs anyway.” I ordered.
“Okay sir. I also carried out investigations on Liam as ordered. Liam embezzled some funds from the company and planted spies. I don't know what he has In mind.” Mark revealed and I felt my blood boil, I knew I couldn't trust Liam. I never trusted anyone, I just adopted a little boy who was off street and now this was what he could repay me with.
“Get him fired and take him off the shareholder's list” I demanded. I don't take a second to eliminate any backstabber and I would unadopting him. I always knew he had been an asshole.
“Alright sir. About Miss Keira?” He inquired.
“Hire her for the job” I demanded.
“Okay sir. What about the contract terms?” Mark asked.
It should be infinity but I didn't want to scare Keira away. A year would be enough. I'm giving Keira a year and she would never want to be apart from me. A smirk crossed my lips.
“A year. Make it a year.. and file a suit, I'm unadopting Liam”
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KEIRA
I heaved a sigh staring at our mansion or Liam's mansion. I need to get my things and perhaps go back to the hospital. I didn't get to listen to the Doctor fully because I was overwhelmed with the news of being diagnosed with a brain tumor.
I wasn't experiencing much symptoms but I needed to go back to the hospital.
I walked into the mansion and opened it with my card key only for me to see Liam kissing his mistress roughly. They paused the moment I stepped and I wrinkled my face in disgust. They disgust me so much!
Liam turned to me with a satisfying smirk.
“Are you finally back to take the alimony? I knew you would come back. You were just throwing empty tantrums yesterday.” He said with a mocking voice..
I rolled my eyes at his attitude, I can't believe he is full of himself.
“I'm here to take my belongings, Liam” I muttered, trying to move upstairs..
“Still acting like you don't need the alimony, Keira? You are gonna come begging me, you know…..” He boasted and my eyes darkened at his disgusting guts!
“Why do I need to come to you when I already have a new man who has more money and a bigger dick than yours? You are so full of yourself, Liam.” I muttered and the black out look on his face made me feel good. Up until yesterday, I wanted to save my marriage with Liam, but right now, I feel nothing but hatred for him. How did I even end up with such a bastard?
I turned to his mistress. “You should be careful, little mistress. He would soon dump you for an unjustifiable excuse”
“Keira!” Liam yelled but I was already stroding upstairs to take my belongings. Thank goodness, I had a little savings. I would officially use them to rent an apartment, perhaps find a job? I should keep living while waiting for the day I die right?
I heaved a sigh after placing my belongings in my luggage.. I took my luggage with me and angrily walked out of Liam's house..
“Goodbye Liam” I muttered and turned with my luggage to stop a cab.
After stopping a cab, I took my phone and began searching for the cheapest apartment to rent in New York. But then, scrolling through all of them, I couldn't find anyone that could carry my savings. I started applying for jobs after Liam brought up divorce. I can't believe I gave up my work life for that asshole. I hadn't done an interior designing job for two years, I'm not sure if anyone would hire me any more.
A sharp sting pierced my heart after seeing the prices of apartments, I didn't know apartments cost way more recently. I checked my emails too and like I feared, I didn't get any feedback from over twenty jobs I applied for.
What am I supposed to do now? This is fucked up. I can't go to Liam's mansion and I typically had no one else to run to.
I asked the cab driver to take me to the hospital first and I had to pull my luggage with me while going in to see the doctor. I scheduled an appointment with her already. So I walked into the office with my luggage.
I sucked in a sharp breath and heaved a deep breath, I can't believe all this is happening to me right now.
“Welcome, Miss Keira” She said and my lips formed a straight line.
“Thank you, Doctor.” I said, keeping my luggage and taking my seat.
“I'm sorry for the way I ran off yesterday….” I apologized instantly. The shock was just too much for me to handle..
“It's alright. I understand how you feel…” She muttered with a sad expression and I knew she was sympathizing with me. It made me feel more miserable, tears began to form in the corner of my eyes already.
“So you were….” I tried but the doctor interrupted.
“We could prescribe medications that would calm the symptoms of the brain tumor down. You don't have to feel the symptoms and would feel healthier.”
“Can't anything be done about my illness?” I asked, desperation evident in my tone..
“I'm sorry miss Keira but the tumor in your brain wasn't noticed earlier. It could have been taken out with a surgery. But in cases like this, a miracle could still happen. You could live longer than six months” The Doctor explained to me.
“Alright, Doctor….” I responded dryly because words escaped me. What more can I say? I was tired. I never planned this. I discussed a few more things with the Doctor. It didn't end there, I had to pay over ten thousand dollars for medication and now… I literally have nowhere to go..
With a heavy sigh, I sauntered out of the hospital doors with my luggage. No destination, dying soon. I guess I'm walking dead.
But just as I stepped out of the hospital, a notification popped into my phone as my eyes widened instantly..
(Congratulations, Keira. You have been hired as
our new interior designer. Please reply to this SMS for further discussion of details. Mark, hiring manager)..
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