The following morning, I woke up at exactly 7:00 am. I'm supposed to be at the restaurant by 8:00 am. I don't want to be late on my first day at work.
After taking my bath, I wore a black denim jeans, a white shirt and then a white shoe. I packed my blonde hair up in a ponytail. I got my hair colour from my mom and then my hazel eyes from my dad. I've always thought I looked like my mom but Ava always tells me that I am a carbon copy of my dad which I don't really believe. I became emotional again at the thought of my parents, losing them the way I did would always be traumatic for me."Hmmm... I don't look bad", I said while staring at my reflection in the mirror.Hastily, I reached for a pancake and gently applied a small amount to my face, aiming to enhance its radiance. Adding a touch of lip gloss for a subtle glow, I acknowledged that I wasn't accustomed to wearing makeup. However, Ava, a firm believer in it, always insisted on its presence on my face.'It makes you look more attractive and confident', so she says...like you can't look confident without make-up on your face?I made my way out of my room towards Ava's room to see if she's awake when I heard her voice from the kitchen."I'm in here, baby"."When did you wake up?", I queried sitting down on a chair."Thirty minutes ago", she answered while dropping a plate of noodles garnished with fried eggs in front of me and my mouth immediately watered."You know I should start calling you Chef Ava", I blurted out and she giggled. Without wasting anymore time I digged into the food. She gave me a glass of water and I took it from her taking a sip from it and she gave me a light peck on the cheek."You know I love you, Ivory", she said and I groaned knowing what was coming. She wants a favor from me and trust me, her favors aren't always the easy ones."What do you want me to do for you, Ava?", she smiled at me and clasped her hands together."My mother will call you today, to ask you if I'm truly sick...", she started but I cut her off."And why would you tell your mother you are sick, when in fact you're very healthy or are you really sick?", I touched her forehead to check if she has any fever or if she was running a temperature but it was pretty normal and she doesn't look sick. She shoved my hand away from her forehead."I'm fine, Ivory. Do I look sick to you?" she asked turning off the gas."Then why do you want me to lie to your mom", she looked at me and pouted her lips."She wants me to go to my grandma's place with her and I told her I was very sick. She said she'll call you to confirm if it's true or not". I looked at her and bursts out laughing. Ava has never liked her grandma, she once lived with her when she was fifteen years old and according to her, her grandmother made her pass through hell."Okay, okay I get it...but that doesn't mean I would lie to your mother, Ava". She suddenly grabbed my hand and looked at me sulkingly."You wouldn't do that to me Ava, right baby", she asked me as though she wanted to cry."I wouldn't", I told her while laughing at her and she let out a deep breathe. I got up from the chair to take my plate to the sink."I'm off, Ava", I told her picking up my bag that I kept on the floor earlier."When will you be off from work?", she asked me enthusiastically."I don't know yet, maybe five..." I said not sure either because Tory didn't tell me about that neither did she write it down on the paper she gave me."There's this new eatery downtown, when you're done for the day, let's have dinner together, okay?". She said while pretending to dust off something from my shoulders."Okay, I need to get going now, Ava. I don't want to be late on my first day at work." She dragged me towards the door and opened it for me to step out."You don't have to give me the princess treatment just because you want me to cover up for you". I said while smirking at her."Okay, bye", she immediately closed the door and I left the apartment to get a taxi that'll take me to work...................AT THE RESTAURANT...................As I entered the restaurant just a minute past 8 o'clock, I was greeted by the displeased expression on the secretary's face. It made me ponder if she ever experiences moments of joy. She was dressed modestly, wearing plain trousers and a black shirt with dotted patterns. Her hair was tightly tied up in a bun, giving her a poised and sophisticated appearance. Observing her closely, I estimated that she appeared slightly older than me, perhaps around three or four years my senior. She was a beautiful lady but if she atleast added a smile, she'd be more beautiful."You're one minute late, Miss Addams", she said giving me her usual pointed look."I'm sorry about that." She didn't reply me but handed me a pair of clothes that I'll change into."You'll change into that, Miss Addams. You can use the restroom". As I glanced downward, my eyes fell upon the neatly folded clothing on my hands. The first item that caught my attention was a black short-sleeved shirt with a handprint design, followed by a simple yet elegant pair of black trousers. Lastly, a vibrant yellow scarf rested on top, providing a pop of color to the ensemble."But where's....". I raised my gaze to inquire about the location of the restroom, only to find that she had vanished. Scanning the area, desperately hoping to catch sight of her, I was met with disappointment - she had seemingly evaporated, as if she had never been there at all. Glancing back at the clothes in my hand, a heavy sigh escaped my lips; guess I'd have to find it myself then."Miss Ivory Addams." I quickly spun around when I heard my sound of my name being called, only to find the manager standing some feet away from me, with a warm and friendly smile spread across his face."G... good morning, sir", I greeted him, stuttering a bit when he approached me."It's Mr Sebastian for you", he corrected still smiling at me. He looked down at the clothes in my hand."I believe you're wondering where the restroom is." I nodded, not sure if it was a question or a statement."Anne...", he called and a petite girl I saw a while ago serving some customers appeared before us. "Can you show miss Addams where the staff restroom is? She's new here so she doesn't know her way around". The girl nodded taking a quick glance at me."She'll take you to the restroom, Miss Addams", he smiled at me and left."Please follow me", I heard the girl's voice as she turned around and started walking towards the restroom and I followed suit.After a few turns and corners, we finally got to the restroom. With a bold 'STAFF RESTROOM' pasted on the door."You can go in, I'll be out here waiting for you", the girl said and I entered the restroom to change.After changing, I came out to see that she was still standing there waiting for me."I see you're done", she said and I nodded. "I'm Anne", she smiled as she brought out her hand for a handshake."Ivory", I shook her hand. After we left the restroom, Anne showed me around and directed me on what to do. Something Tory who called herself a secretary couldn't do. Anne was a nice and fun person to be around. She took her time to show me around and explain some things I didn't understand.I served a few customers before I could have my lunch break. My stomach rumbled and I made my way to the kitchen."Here you go", Anne said as she handed me a plate of spaghetti and lobsters."Thank you, Anne". I immediately dug into the food and it tasted very delicious. After my lunch, I went
AlexanderI positioned myself on the edge of my bed, leisurely gazing through the glass pane of my bedroom window. In my hand, I held a tumbler filled with the exquisite amber liquid of bourbon. Suddenly, amidst this serene moment, a distinct knock resonated at my door."Who's that?," I asked, my voice coming out raspy."It's me sir, Master Clark is here to see you", I heard the tiny voice of my personal maid from outside the door.I couldn't help but smirk upon hearing the information. So he'd come to see me after seven hours of calling off our friendship over the minor argument we had this morning. "Let him in". I dropped my glass on the center table and stood up to face the door. The door suddenly bursts open and Clark came inside. I looked at him directly and said, "What is a stranger doing in my house?". He looked at me surprisingly."Oh, c'mon Alex, don't be like this...I literally said that out of anger and the flare of the moment". He tried to come close and touch me but I st
The two doctors came into my room with their equipments. They were dressed in white lab coats. One of them headed towards me, I recognized him as Dr Charles, our family doctor while the other one who I didn't know was speaking to Clark."It's nice to meet you again Mr Alexander. How are you doing?", he asked as soon as he got to where I was. "Just get this over with, Dr Charles". I laid down on my bed ignoring his question. The other doctor and Clark came towards us."This is Dr Scott, Mr Alexander. He's my new assistant doctor", he said while putting on gloves in his hands and taking out the stethoscope on his neck to check my temperature. My gaze swept over the assistant doctor, he looked quite young. Merely looking at him you'd know he's inexperienced and new to this field. He must be an intern.Clark brought my gloves to me so I could put them on. I quickly wore them and closed my eyes, I just want them to get this over with.Dr Charles was almost done when my father walked into
Leaning against the balustrade glass in my balcony, with a glass of tequila in my hand. The morning breeze was cool and soothing to the body. I looked down at my house keeper who was busy trimming the overgrown flowers in the garden with extreme care. I heard the door of my room opening and closing and I turned around to see my personal maid, Claire, standing some feet away from me with her head lowered a bit.Claire became my personal maid two years ago, after her parents were killed by my father's rivalry. Her dad was my father's driver before he died. My father offered a job to work for me while she was still in campus. She graduated three months ago. She's too quiet, shy and timid for my liking but I guess that's her nature. "What is it, Claire?", I sighed taking a sip from my drink and relinquishing the taste as the liquid scurried down my throat."Your suit just arrived, Master Alex. It's on your bed", she uttered with her head still lowered to the floor. I raised an eyebrow a
IvoryWiping the beads of sweats off my face with the back of my hand, feeling the dampness and the relief that came with it. I sluggishly slumped myself into one of the chairs and dumped the little piece of cloth I was using to clean the chairs and tables on it. Today, we are expecting the CEO. Mr Sebastian informed us yesterday that the CEO will be here for a meeting and we should make sure everything was in order. The restaurant has been closed off for today and am still wondering why because the VIP section has been reserved solely for them."Miss Addams, why are you sitting when you're supposed to be preparing for the arrival of the CEO?". I turned around to see Tory, the secretary standing behind me with her usual pointed look."I'm sorry, I just wanted to take a little rest. This is actually the last one I'm cleaning", I said standing up to face her."We do not tolerate lackadaisical behaviour here Miss Addams, so you better put your shits together and get back to work." I alm
AlexanderI sat still on my sit, glancing around the VIP section taking in the cliche and exquisite design of the restaurant. The soft glow of chandeliers danced off the polished marble floors, while plush velvet chairs surrounded elegant mahogany tables. Intricately designed artworks adorned the walls, and the aroma of fresh flowers permeated the air. The soothing music created an atmosphere of sophistication and tranquility. Every detail was meticulously thought out, creating a luminous and inviting ambiance. I've never been to this restaurant ever since it was established five years ago. All I know was that it was built in my name and given to Clark's father to manage."Alex?", I was drawled out of my thoughts when I heard my father calling my name. I looked up at him to see him gritting and glaring at me."Sorry, what were you saying?", I said sitting upright and clearing my voice at the same time."This is Mr Pedro. He's a well known business man from France. And Pedro my friend
"You mean you didn't feel anything at all?" Clark, with an unexpected expression of surprise visible on his face, directed his question towards me. In response, I chose to simply give him a nod, without uttering any words.We came back just few minutes ago with Clark's father, Mr Sebastian. My father sat on a single chair while Mr Sebastian sat on the same couch as Clark."Who's that girl, Seb?", my father asked Mr Sebastian. "How come Alexander's body didn't react to her touch?""What if you're healed? Or, maybe, she was an angel in human form sent to heal you?" Clark blurted out."Oh please, shut up Clark", I said as I stood up to grab a drink from the wine cellar."Her name is Ivory Addams, she just started working with us few days ago and so far, she has been a nice and hardworking girl," Mr Sebastian said adjusting the collar of his shirt."Hmmm, come here Jake," my father signaled to his personal bodyguard who has been standing just close to the sitting room's door."Yes boss."
Anne approached me after I had gotten into the restaurant. She had a worried look on her face."You're late, Ivory. Are you okay?" I quickly gave her a nod, not wanting her to see the gloomy look on my face."Yeah, I was stuck in traffic. Just get back to work, I'll be fine." She smiled before she left to attend to a man who just walked into the restaurant.I swiftly turned towards Mr Sebastian's office. He had actually called me yesterday to check up on me and to inform to be in his office first thing in the morning.My heart thumped in my chest as I stood in front of his office, contemplating if I should go in or not. Taking in a deep breath, I gently knocked on the door."Come in". I heard Mr Sebastian's voice from the other side of the door. I breathed in again and muttered a little prayer before turning the door knob and stepping into the office.I shut the door behind me and turned to approach his table when I halted on my steps. My heart started thumping rapidly at the sight of