Chapter two.

Pari's pov 

"What the fuck?" The wall in front of me curse. 

I am so in big trouble. I knew I should had just gone home. Why did I had to agree to help Liliana? God why—?

"I am so very sorry." I quickly apologise. 

"Sorry, can't you watch were you are going to?" The wall snap. 

"I am sorry." I silently apologize hanging my head low.

"Sorry won't solve the problem." He growls ones more.

Jeez...quit shouting.

I look up to meet the wall I bumped into and I swear my stomach did a double flip,  standing before me all in glory is 'Mr Xavier' his white shirt now blue with the help of the blue french wine. 

Jesus, this is so much worst than I taught. 

"Am sorry. I will compensate you for it." 

"Can you?" He says mockingly.

Now that's where my bottom line ends.

"Well you should had also watch were you are going to." I retort shocking everyone, including myself, he shouldn't put all the blame on me since we bumped into each other. 

"What did you just say?" He snarl closing the space between us, now I can hear the sound cameras clicking. 

Taking evidence of my well deserved death.

"I said you should watch were you are going to." I repeat, a little bit louder than the first. 

The bitch.

He's rich, I know, but that doesn't means he has the right to treat me like trash. 

Damn rich people. 

"You should watch your mouth little one, I can sue this restaurant for assault."

"Well Mr 'i can sue you' do whatever makes you sleep well at night, floats your boat. Damn takes you straight to hell." I scowl as I walk past him giving him a bump in his shoulder and practically ran all the way to the kitchen. 

Damn I screwed up big time. 

Why do my mouth always work faster than my brain, now am in so much trouble. 

"Miss Stephen Pari." Dad calls camly from behind me. 

"Dad am so sorry.... I didn't mean.. "

"Yea, Yea I knew this was gonna be a bad idea." dad said with a frown on his face.  "Considering how big your mouth is compared to your small brain."

"Me too" I sigh. 

"But you did handed his ass over to him, my little girl  is growing up." he chuckles wrapping his arms around me for a bear hug. "That was epic"

"But dad the restaurant." I pout as I try to pull away from him. "You know how rich people are. He is going to sue us and good help us if he doesn't win."

"Don't worry I will take care of it." He says, a soft small smile visible on his lips.  

"Dad am so sorry " I apologise in between tears. 

"Cmon even if you had not said anything I would have done the part of handing his ass to him. No one talk to my little girl like that." He place his two hand on his waist, in a super man style, making me giggle "Now go home and rest I know you are tired." 

"Aye, aye captain." I salute, he chuckles and made his way out of the kitchen. 

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I twist and turn on my bed trying my best to sleep, but my mind wont just shut down, does it happens to everybody or am I just special.

I sigh and decided to check the phone. 

Four missed calls from Shelley 

Two messages from Shelley 'my best friend '

And one message from kelvin 'my brother' 

Shelley :omg parrot tell me you are not the one on TV. 

Well parrot is the nickname she gave to me. 

Shelley :call me when you see this message 

Kelvin :hey sis I won't be coming home today, I am having a sleepover at Derek's house. 

Ah liars am sure they are going clubbing. Why can he have all the fun but I can't? Been a girl sucks. 

I then decide to call Shelly. 

"Parrot." She shrieks from the other side of the phone, blinding my poor ear.

"Hey shell." I say rolling my eyes.

"Omg parrot you are all over TV and magazines. For fucks sake Parrot what's your deal with attracting trouble?"

What did I expect he is a billionaire after all.

"I know." I breath out my voice came out barely as a whisper. 

"Pari are you okay." Shelley ask her voice lace with worry. 

"He is gonna sue the restaurant." I whine

"Oops " That's all you can say. 

"But you handed his ass over to him pretty well." She chuckles.

Wait why do everyone keep saying that, I groan inwardly. 

"See you tomorrow shell." I hang up not waiting for her reply 

This is going to be one long night.. 

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The next day was pretty much normal after class I went to the restaurant and now my shift is over but there is still no sign of Mr Xavier, but of course we have been summon to court, lucky us. 

"Dad am out." I shout as I pick my bag and head for the back door. I check my watch '7:15' jeez its getting late. 

I walk in the empty street kicking anything in my way, well literally anything that won't hurt my leg.

What am I going to do it they decide to shut down the restaurant, I still have one year to go in college and I have to wait for some time to get a job. The restaurant has been our only source of income since that bitch 'my ex-stepmom' striped us of our wealth. 

Damn you Mr Xavier. over and over again. Fuck you

"Hey you." Someone calls, I turn to see a figure resting on a car, jeez nice car but me been me, i ignore and continue walking. 

"Hey you, little one" The person called again. wait that voice. Why does it sounds so much like the one in my nightmare last night. And the only one who have ever reffered to me as 'little one' is 'Mr Xavier '

Curse the devil and he shall appear in from of you in both flesh and blood.

"What do you want?" I ask my voice steadier than I expected. 

"Well." He says walking towards me and stopped barely a feet from me. "I am here to talk."

Talk about what? Ways to kill me and my family after ridding us of our only source of income.

I swallow the lump in my throat at the close distance. 

"Talk?" I ask clearly confused. 

"Yes." He replies in a icy tune "Am dropping the case."

I stood still, and am sure the word 'shock' is written all over my face. 

This can't be real. Of course it can be real. Shelley had read me enough ceo stories during bedtime for me to understand what's going to happen next.

Does he wants to turn me into his mistress.

I mean I have a nice body and all but been a mistress, is he looking down on me or what?

"And whats the catch?" I ask as a sly smile found you its way to his lips.

"Seems you're very clever." He straighten up then adjust his zebra colour tie. "I need you to assist me "

"Assist you!" Is he jocking?

"Yes." He answers "Be my personal assistant."

Is that another way of saying be my mistress?

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Xavier's POV

I stare at the two files in front of me, and take a sip from my black coffee debating on which to look through first, I decide on the file containing the list of eligible P. A's an soon get bored. 

I drop it back on the table an pick the other file containing information's about the girl from De marts ( Pari's father restaurant). After flipping through the pages I figured out her name is Stephen pari, 21Years old, has a single parent and one sibling, visited six different countries, attended fuston high and studies business. 

"Hmm, she studies business "I said to myself as my lips curve into a sly smile. 

If dad won't let me sue the restaurant for a reason only him and mom knows, this would be a perfect revenge. 

This would be killing two bird's with one stone. 

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Pari's POV 

"Yes." he answers. "Be my personal assistant."

"What....?"

"I will be waiting for your reply tomorrow at starbucks  by 10:00." He says as he turn to leave. 

I stare at him as he gets into his car and drive off, fading into dust. It doesn't takes long to realize. I don't really have a choice. Am going to e somebody's mistress.

 The rest walk home is more of thoughts om what to do, and as I arrived at my doorstep I agreed a fact. 

Jeez...I really don't have a choice here.

(Authors note  : haha another chap for you, for those who don't understand xaviers pov is after the night of the I incident.  Don't forget to rate and comment. Love yal. ADIOS.) EDITED.