You Working Novels & Stories

“Don’t work too hard.” As he walked off, greeting someone else on the way. Ava exhaled slowly and turned back to her screen. She didn’t notice Luke a few desks down glance briefly their way before resuming his typing.

Working as his assistant was way better than this. ##########

I can work with that. “Deal.”

So, working for your ex-mate is not that bad? "Not at all."

Is it working? :Hmm... Sort of. :Yes! That's a score for me. :Hahahaha! It won't happen next time.

, then she chuckles "He's right ya know, you are a coward" After I shut my door I video call my two best friends Antony and Bella, "Hey" "oh hey, I'm not gonna make it tonight, mom busted my arse for not doing homework" Antony looked gloomy "So did mine, I got the how will you ever achieve anything speech" "Wow, sounds tough" I reply Bella scoffs so we turn to her "What?" we say at the same time causing her to giggle "well, you both deserve it ya know, why didn't you just do the work?"

he's glowing as he smiles, "Does nine tomorrow morning work for you?" I nod my head, "You're the boss, so of course."

My mom thought me about it My heart shook when I remembered her Oh damn those money bags "Kira Kira"I felt a hand run over my face I blinked my eyes as I looked at him "Have been calling you but you remained like a statue and there are some tears in your eyes Huh Tears Can't believe am still emotional about my parent's death I must have my revenge "Am fine sir "I said "Anyway Kira before I say anything,first thing i have to tell you is that you are working full time"he said "What,I can't stay here. What's your problem,why are you ruining my day time life"I yelled

Two words: u mf. Just as he hit send, his eyes caught sight of the time and he jumped to his feet immediately. There was work to be done! He took the stairs two at a time and went straight to his room. His computer was turned off and not hibernating like he had expected, so he had to wait for it to boot up. Meanwhile, he picked up a pad and began listing what he'd need to do. He wasn't going to be paid for this gig. It was just a favour for an older woman who was his coursemate in the local college he'd recently started attending.

" Use your words." "Yes." I murmur. He breathes, his hand unclenching and resting his palm on the counter top." Where?" What importance is there where I work, I frown at this." Um well I was thinking maybe waitressing, teaching, daycare or even being a bartender- " he holds his palm up, stopping my rambling. "Okay...okay.." He breathes, closing his eyes for a second before looking at me again. "Now you listen and listen to me good. By no means is my wife working in a filthy bar or serving - " he stops mid sentence, taking a breath." No it won't happen." He continues.