Chapter 11 Family

Samuel Pov

It has been a challenging day, I have a hang over from hell. After my wonderful performance at the Solar Star, I still cannot believe I drank that much. Fucking Chad has video proof. No doubt he will be using that in the near future.

My father of course, heard about my escapade. I got an ear full. Father is disappointment in me, because I represent the future of Wizton Corp. This type of behavior is why the board is uneasy, father explains in a stern voice. I of course, apologized for my recklessness, and it would not happen again.

Ever since then, I have been on a very short leash. Father is watching every move I make. With father watching me so closely, I do not dare to contact Ava. I cannot afford to have my little secret exposed.

Ava Pov

As I walked up to the motorcade. There was six men who are all dressed in black, and they were standing at attention. They all know I do not like that. They are family! My family, how I missed them. Marco's came running up to me, smiled down at me. With that huge smile on his face he gave me a bear hug.

He took my one suite case. How pathetic does that look after four years with Samuel. Everything that is important to me, down to one suite case.

I approached the Escalade and all six of these men said, in unison, "Welcome home, our little princess." The water works started as I slid into the backseat of the Escalade.

I started bawling my eyes out. Uncle Marco's slides in beside me. He hugs me gently and whispers, "it is all right, you are home now."

God, Uncle Marco's knows what to say when it is needed. "Your papa is waiting for you at the mansion." "We will arrive in about thirty minutes." "Until then, why don't you take a nap, I will wake you up when we get there?" As Uncle Marco's is speaking to me, I start to feel sleepy. Maybe I will just close my eyes a bit. The exhaustion from the day's events are catching up and I fall into a very deep sleep.

I woke up with the brilliance rays of the sun coming in on me. Oh god, my job, I am late. Shit! I jumped up, looked around, in a bit of a daze. Where am I? I started coming out of the cloudy daze. I then realized this must be where papa is staying.

I hurried and located my phone and saw the time. I was truly late, by two hours. I quickly called Mr. Watson and told him the situation. Of course he was so understanding and Mr. Watson told me to take the week off. He said in a kind gentle voice, "take all the time you need to figure out what comes next in my life." With a smile on my face I say, "Mr. Watson, Thank you so much." I hung up with him feeling relieved and sad at the same time. Mr. Watson is such a wonderful, kind, compassionate man.

Then there was a knock at the door, and a small petite face peering around the door. I heard a tiny, soft voice say, "Miss, are you awake?" I smiled and said, "you can come in."

She smiled from ear to ear as she entered into the room. This dainty young lady is a breath of fresh air. She has so much happiness flowing off her, that it brings a smile to my face.

As she strolled over to see me, she said, "Miss, my name is Maria." "I will be your personal maid from now on. I smiled at Maria and said, "nice to meet you." "Maria you can call me Ava."

I explained to Maria that I had just woken up and I needed to freshen up a bit, before I go to breakfast. She smiled and said, "No problem." "I will return in about a half an hour, and I will excort you to the dining room."

I opened the massive double doors that enters into a tremendously large bathroom. Oh my, goddess, this bathroom is fit for a queen. The bathroom is astonishing, it even has a built in makeup vanity. You know, I think I have been out of touch for the last four years. If I am getting so excited about a built in makeup vanity and how vast this room is. This is just pitiful.

I was just finishing freshening up when Maria came in. She told me that papa is waiting for me; in the dining room. Maria walked briskly along the corridor, talking non-stop about each room we passed.

When we approached the dining room double sliding doors, my stomach started fluttering. I am so nervous to see papa. The words still ring loud and clear in my ears from four years ago. How could I have been so stupid to turn my back on my family and friends for a man. Thinking Samuel loved me as much as I loved him.

I entered the dining room and papa stood up and held out his arms for me. I ran straight into his warm embrace. Papa kissed the top of my head, declares, "everything will be alright." Then the water works started, I cried and I cried. It was like I was ten all over again. Papa reassuring me it will all work out in the end.