The Insufferable Billionaire

As my boring literature professor continues his lecture on the Bronte sisters with no real facts about their writing styles, or even examples of the use of language, I find myself thinking about my essay. I think he is just jealous about how she captured her character well enough even in death. Once I had my ideas down I decided to go over the material I needed to know for my job interview. I was hoping to get a job to help pay my tuition, and to keep up with my studies, but everything I looked into wasn't something I enjoyed. I was already in the whole due to not really finding the right place for me. I was lucky that this was my last semester, and I would hopefully find decent employment somewhere in the Manhattan area. Ah! I can leave this class. As I was exiting the door I bump into Sam."Ah, I bet it was another boring lecture on life and death," she says as she fiddles with her hair. Oh how I enjoyed her little comments. I was lucky not to be swimming in debt. Sam had become a c

I hated these feeling. I mean I didn't know this woman from Adam. I watched intently as Sal introduced herself and they got right to the interview. Alfred walked into the study without even knocking which he knew exactly what I was doing."Sir," Alfred says as he sits across from me."Do you have the contract made out," I ask."Yes, she’ll have room next to your daughter, if she takes the job. I have all the paperwork and security lined up," he says knowing full well that I would want her treated just like Sydney because my daughter would be spending a lot of her time with her and I wouldn't want anything to go wrong."She might not want the security, Weston might be enough for now for the both of them," I say watching how she perceives my daughter as she enters the room. Weston walks into the office."Sir," he says."Take a seat," I say. "What are your thoughts on Miss Harper," I continue."I think she seems a little quiet," Weston says glancing from me to Alfred."I agree with him o