(Work Husband)Kathleen returned twenty minutes later with the bottle of vinegar and frowned deeply catching her boss from the corner of her eye throwing it into the bin....there was absolutely no reason for him to send her on such a useless errand, it was all the more frustrating not knowing why he would do such a think in the first place.She sighed deeply returning back to work only for Jacob to return after a while and handed her a neck massager since she complained about how sore she was—he was a charming human, super sweet and really considerate but his gestures were just getting a little too much in her opinion, hence why Ophelia called him her work husband.It wasn't a secret about Jacob liking her and she wished she could reciprocate the feeling but her past relationships were nothing to write home about—her ex boyfriend was a married man, her one night stand happened to be her boss who didn't recognize her for some reason so there was no saying what could happen this time ar
(Work Husband part 2)‘I don't know why she would betray me like this'. Grayson said calmly as he returned to his seat in the restaurant after witnessing his ex girlfriend kiss her so proclaimed best friend in a car at the parking lot.He was hurt, hurt and his ego was even bruised the more. Not only did she break up with him, but she made it seem like it was his fault when she was the one going behind his back to cheat with her best friend!.The waiter arrived with the food they ordered and he just couldn't bring himself to chew any of it even though the lobster mousse looked amazing. He didn't love Charisse but he was comfortable with her, she was his woman for three years and even though their relationship wasn't moving forward—he still wanted to end things on his own terms.‘Well technically she's not yours anymore so...'. Connor murmured looking away to avoid Grayson's dirty glare.Grayson frowned, ‘She's not yours but she moved on quickly don't you—'‘You had a one night stand w
(The dinner from hell)She was beyond confused and shocked learning about the flowers placed on her desk by Jacob before she arrived at the office. Ophelia's disappointment went down the drain the moment the ignorance about the situation came to light—someone was playing foul, foul and was clearly against her relationship with Jacob moving further.Her brows furrowed as she brought out the rose gold dress which was way neater than she imagined, and wasn't in need of any ironing. All that was left was her hair and makeup, looking at the split ends she had it wasn't looking too promising—but she was determined to leave an impression on Mr Grayson's face, that even if she was a woman of low income she still had elegance.‘But who would do such a thing??'. She asked herself again just thinking about the flowers and a soft sigh left her, there was no explanation as to why anyone would do such a thing—the only person close to being a suspect was her boss and he certainly wasn't interested i
(The dinner from hell part 2)‘Good evening Mr Jacob. Meet my assistant Kathleen Hunter'.‘Oh she's more than just an assistant alright. It's a wonder she's able to last this long considering your strict work ethics'.‘She's very good at what she does sir'.Kathleen breathed a sigh of relief being introduced as Grayson's personal assistant and not just his woman of the night as she feared earlier. She took a deep breath again and used this opportunity to glance around the long buffet table where almost everyone was of high status and calibre, it definitely made her feel out of place.Grayson however conversed with the guests like it was a normal thing to do, these were his people—posh people, pristine people, eloquent and classy people and then there was her—an ex teen convict who lived in the slums of new York trying to make a name for herself. Her confidence went down the drain just seeing the people of luxury, knowing she couldn't be where they were no matter how she dreamt.Grayso
(I have a date)Kathleen screamed the next morning waking up to a late alarm clock. It was spoiled and she forgot to change the batteries the night before, now she had overslept and an hour late for work.‘He's going to kill me...he's going to kill me'. She sang in frustration as she managed to put on an outfit without bothering to take a shower or brush her teeth—there was makeup wipes and mouthwash in her bathroom which was a quicker substitute, all this wouldn't spare her from the grave cause her boss was so going to bury her.‘Kathy!!'. She heard Mr Garrison's voice and banging on her door which made her scream silently as things were for sure not going to plan. She just had a week left, just a week left until she got a huge fat paycheck and now she was a at a risk of losing that same job .‘Hey Mr Gary'. She put on a wide grin as she opened the door fully dressed and ready to bolt as soon as she had the opportunity.He brought his hand forward, ‘Where's the money you owe me Kathy
(Tired!!)‘What do you mean you have a date??'.‘Well... it's when two people who want to get to—'‘I asked a rhetorical question!!'. He yelled and she gulped hard, unable to understand why he was so pissed off about this. All she wanted was to not work overtime because she had a date and now he was pissed, but she wasn't backing down, she just wouldn't break Jacob's heart again.‘I can take the suits to the drycleaners first thing tomorrow sir'. She offered.‘Who's the guy?'.‘Pardon??'.‘Who are you going out on a date with?', he asked, ‘Jacob Hempstead??'.She frowned subtly, ‘I don't see how it's relevant but yes—he asked me out on a date and I said yes'.Grayson was trying his best to conceal his disdain, he hated the feeling of rage pumping through his veins, hated how bothered he was that she was leaving her job to go out with some colleague of hers, ‘Okay then. Do you want a pink slip??'.‘Sir??'.’I asked if you wanted a pink slip tomorrow Miss Turner'.‘No sir'‘What time is
(A big mistake)‘I think I made a big mistake'. Kathleen muttered under her breath as she finally freed herself from Gloria's arms, right after crying for an hour and half. She had a throbbing headache, her neck hurt and her eyes were as sore as ever—this was the end of it all, she lost the job of a lifetime and was down to being the stark broke Kathleen again....It was only a matter of time before Mr Garrison started bothering her again for the new rent payment.‘You didn't make a mistake', Gloria stroked her best friend's hair, ‘You broke down and you did what any rational person would do. You lashed out and you let your boss know about the unfair treatment he's putting you through—i'm sorry you're going through this Kathy'.Kathleen sniffled, tucking her hair behind her ear, ‘Like it's just not fair. He does these kind of things, trying to sabotage me and i just don't know why'.‘Maybe he's jealous'‘He can't be jealous'‘Well we can't rule out that possibility'‘What possibility L
(My boss is nice now?)Charisse Watson waved her ex boyfriend the bottle of champagne with a smile on her face, ‘There's no saying we can't share a friendly drink can we??'.Grayson frowned deeply, all he wanted to do at the moment was get Kathleen a box of chocolates and so immersed in the business of his personal assistant that he totally forgot about his own ex girlfriend, ‘I'm busy as of the moment Charisse. I can't do this right now'.He tried to leave but then she placed a hand on his chest stopping him, ‘Come on Gray. We need to talk'.‘About what??'‘About us'‘There is no us Charisse. You made that clear a month ago'.She sighed, ’Look I was in my feelings and i—'‘You think I didn't see you with your best friend kissing right outside Portobello's??'.‘So what you're spying on me now??'. Her brows furrowed.Grayson looked down at his watch and it was already too late to do anything, all he had to do was wait for the inevitable and hoped Kathleen would come back to work tomorr