Livia Washington's Point of View We remained standing across from each other for a couple minutes. I goggle at his perfect face, his prominent jaw, and his vicious eyes toward me. He looks perfect when we’re this close; however, the door creaked as a girl was about to come in, but when he saw our current position, she backed down. My small, round eyes widened. I realized I was overstaring at him and managed to push him back a few inches away from me. "The hell…" I spat out, taking a two-step backward. The lady earlier seemed shocked; I think she thought we were doing something unusual. Not when I began to wish that the ground should eat me due to what just occurred. But then, upon reminiscing clearly the girl’s face earlier, I discerned she's familiar. I think I’ve seen her before, yet I can’t remember where or when. Nevertheless, I removed her existence from my mind. "Why are you cornering me?" I enunciated, a bit annoyed. His eyebrows arched, he fixed his three-piece suit, an
Livia Washington's Point of ViewArcher managed to break the lock on my apartment. Maybe using the screwdriver I've seen outside my door. I put my keys on top of the table and then pressed the button for the dim lights to open. "Do you know what time it is already?" he inquired as if he was a caring husband waiting for his beloved wife. My eyebrows twitched. "It's just nine in the evening. Almost ten," I retorted back. "It's late. You broke my lock." Archer let out a scoff in his mouth before he drank all the wine in his glass. He stood up, walked toward where my location was until the light came across his face. He was looking at me angrily and he seemed to intuitively willing to attack me any moment from now."I'm your husband and I'm allowed to come inside my wife's house." He remarked. "As far as I can remember, you didn't treat me as one and kicked me out of your house. Tell me, what are you doing here?" Archer veered around whilst wandering his eyes throughout my apartment
Livia Washington's Point of View I was late the next day upon the small argument I had with Archer yesterday. I nearly wanted to cold the guard earlier who was fixing my door but upon realizing he was an angel sent by God to come and wake me up. Booking a cab was pretty hard not to mention it was already late and I have no car I own so it was a bit of a hassle for me since it's thirty minutes away from the apartment I was in. Fortunately, our manager was in a good mood and didn't ask when she saw me coming along inside. "You're late," May said, having a huge grin on her face. I scratched the back of my neck and nodded. "Uh-huh. I woke up late earlier but still managed to arrive here after ten minutes." May nodded her head and bid her farewell. I was about to pass through my boss when suddenly, she held my hand and then stopped me. "Livia, can you get the jewels I had on my table?" she asked, a bit in hurry. I thought that she would scold me but I was wrong. "W-Which tabl
Livia Washington’s point of viewTaliah was leering at me intently. Miss Rosa’s bracelet vanished, and with those ogles, I knew what she was thinking already. Everyone in the office took out their bags, opened them, and put all their things on the surface while I stood, crossing my arms, proud of myself that I didn’t steal it.It took awhile before Miss Rosa stood in front of me, ready to open my bag when I did it myself. Miss Rosa was the one who was taking my things out of my bag while I stood watching."I told you, Miss Rosa. I wasn’t the person who stole your jewelry." I told her.Taliah and her friends looked at each other. Upon watching our manager extract everything, she stopped halfway, gaping at me as she pulled out her hand, picking up an unfamiliar bangle bracelet in her hands.My eyes widened. My heart began to pound fast as I tried to speak, yet I stuttered."This is mine..." she stated, giving me a hint that she’s mad due to the tone of her voice.Amanda's eyes widened i
Livia Washington’s Point of View "I’ve texted you!" My friend, Janice, can’t stop saying I was ignoring her. I stood up and folded my pullover until elbow before taking the cutter. Currently, we’re inside a Korean restaurant that serves a lot of Korean food. Frankly speaking, I felt bad last night, and the feeling I had the whole day remained inside me until now. I’ve been craving Korean foods or anything that could make me feel good. Gladly, it made my red and white cells good at the same time. Taking a bite of the baby octopus made me smile, though it was a bit spicy and had a touch of sweetness. "Haven’t you eaten for days?" Janice inquired while looking at me with judgment in her eyes. I sneered before continuing to eat. "Just let me. I’m stressed.""Today’s Wednesday. Don’t you have work? Your mad husband would attack you with his awful words again," she said, a little bit worried after dipping the pork in her sauce.A heavy sigh came out of my lips before I put the food awa
Livia Washington's Point of ViewAunt Jess was furious after I told her what had happened earlier. We’re in their house talking with their family about the agreement they had with the landlord, who happened to vanish in just a blink of an eye. "So you signed the contract without reading it carefully, Uncle Bryan?" I asked Janice’s father. Uncle Bryan was playing with his fingers; he seemed down. "I didn’t, the landlord was swaying me a lot and told me about what the contract says." He said I shouldn’t look at it but sign directly. "Since we really want and need this place, I signed." Aunt Jess groaned as she began to massage her temple. Everyone seemed down as well as Janice and his sister. Before the man completely left, he gave us a copy of the proof they have, along with the other documents supporting it. I stood up, trying to cheer for their family so it could quickly lighten up the mood. "Don’t worry, everyone. Janice and I will talk to their boss directly and explain what
Livia Washington's Point of View"P-Personal assistant?" Ajax took out a small business card from his pocket. He lifted his hand and gave it to me, which I quickly accepted. Now, his name, the address of the company, as well as his contact number, were intact. He was calmly sitting in his chair, waiting for my answer. "But you have your rude secretary. I can't find the reason for you to seek a personal assistant, Mr.” I said, emphasizing the word rude. Ajax craning his neck, he put his two elbows on each side of his swivel chair whilst staring at me. "Secretaries and personal assistants have the same jobs. Secretaries work in the office, whilst personal assistants derive from the word itself. The work you will be dealing with was affiliated with me personally." His clarification about the job was somehow helpful. Well, I'm just stupid not to find out quickly, but instead, I asked for the differences. I stood straight, trying to think of any alternative way, but there was none.
Ajax Steel's Point of View Helios, my friend came inside my office with a huge smile on his face. He seemed happy, however, he wasn't always like this so I was shocked when he visited. Normally, I was the one who came to his office but he visited me. "How's Andre?" he asked the moment he sat down on my sofa, pouring a small portion of alcohol in his hand. I spoke, "Good." "How about you?" "Good." I answered without a few more words. Helios' eyebrows twitched, it seems like he was some sort of curious to things which doesn't make sense. "Just Good? Don't you have any news you wanna share?" I have, actually. But I'm thinking whether to tell him or not. Right after what happened between Livia and I that night, I think of her each day. As I was standing in front of my huge glass walls and the view in front of me, I veered around to take a glimpse of my friend whilst both my hands were inside my pocket. Helios was sitting on my sofa, his thighs were crossed while his one hand was