It has been twenty minutes since I messed up the office. I have completely cleaned the office up and put all the rugs away. I dry the wet documents too with a hair dryer I borrow from Mila.
Don’t ask me why she brings a hair dryer to work, because you will never know women, hah.
To compensate him, I ran to the pantry and made him a new cup of coffee. Although it is not the ristretto he loves, it smells good enough for me. I hope he will feel pleased when he drinks it.
Not long after I have settled everything down, Jamie is finally done with his bath.
After Jamie is done with his bath, he comes out of the bathroom with a set of clean clothes.
The sky is gradually turning dark. The sensor lights have turned themselves on.The shorter hand of the clock just strikes seven and the longer one strikes twelve. Jamie has yet to plan to go home.Though I hope he will go home soon, because I am kind of in an emergency right now. My bladder is so full that it is stimulating my nerves, and it is causing me a reflex erection!This silky pantie can’t be any help to hold my bulge!I didn’t even drink that much water since I started to stand here, why would I feel like peeing so badly?I promised to be a good standing lamp. I haven’t been talking much since the last conversation we had regardi
Just when I am feeling satisfied about myself, I turn around and walk out of the bathroom with a confident smile. While just by the moment when I step across the door of the bathroom, I see a man standing right in front of me staring straight at me. “AH!” oh crap! My deep man's voice elapsed my lips before I could notice! I quickly clear my throat and repeat my last words in a high pitch voice, “I-I mean, ahh!” After seeing me jump, the man’s face turns blank, he stretches his arms out and waves his palms in front of his chest. “I am truly sorry, madame! I promise I never meant to startle you!” in a nervou
After the conversation concerning Justin Shaw comes to an end, I figure that I should bring the mug that I am still holding in my hands to the pantry and wash it up. Hence, after I shake the mug in my hand trying to hint Jamie about the mug washing, I walk to the doors. While just when I place my hand on the cold door knob, Jamie suddenly calls upon me. “Chandelier.” With my hand remaining on the door knob, I turn my head back to him, “Yes, Jamie?” I asked. He puts his pen down too, he asks, “Do you have plans tonight?” Do I have plans tonight? I take a short while to ponder. I pl
Time is quarter past eight at night when the stars gaze in the dark blue sky, and lights on the streets lighten up the way for the people. Maybe you won’t believe it, because I don’t——I am currently sitting at one of the tables leaning against the glass curtain in an Italian cuisine named Paradiso di Figaro, located on the seventy-first floor of a building situated near to the DuSable Bridge. Paradiso di Figaro is owned by a friend of Jamie——Figaro Lombardo, the head chef. I have heard of this restaurant being the most expensive yet popular restaurant in Michigan Avenue, for being one of the restaurants with the most beautiful 360 degree view observation deck throughout the floor. The view is mesmerizing. However, tonight I find it empty here. I figure Jamie might have
After having that dinner with Jamie, Jamie returns to his place on his own. Victor starts his car and fetches me up at the entrance. Just as I enter his car, I remove my wig and turn to Victor who is staring at me with an excited face. “How's the date?” he asked. I pout, “It seems like it is not considered as a date, but…” I then put up a smile, “He is trying to keep me by his side.” As Victor hears me, he immediately picks two cans of Jack Daniel’s Whiskey and Seltzer up from the cup holder. He hands one to me. With a bright smile, he opens his drink, “Cheers.” cheered Victor, “To Henrietta.” “There you are!” The strange girl walks straight towards me and grips my wrist, pulling my hand away from Bobby's. Out of surprise, Bobby let my hand slip off. “I was waiting for you right across the street! It seems like I’ve gotten to the wrong place!” The girl's action draws me out of disappointment, yet her words make me hesitate for a moment. Why is she grabbing my hand? Why did she talk like she was waiting for me to go somewhere together? Who is she? Do I know her? Has she mistaken me for her friend? Because if she has, I swear I can be her very best friend of her life for the following few minutes.
A Key to the CEO's Heart Chapter 29: Juicy Punch II
“There you are!” The strange girl walks straight towards me and grips my wrist, pulling my hand away from Bobby's. Out of surprise, Bobby let my hand slip off. “I was waiting for you right across the street! It seems like I’ve gotten to the wrong place!” The girl's action draws me out of disappointment, yet her words make me hesitate for a moment. Why is she grabbing my hand? Why did she talk like she was waiting for me to go somewhere together? Who is she? Do I know her? Has she mistaken me for her friend? Because if she has, I swear I can be her very best friend of her life for the following few minutes.
“Get going, your boss is waiting.”As I am immersed in my thoughts, the girl smiles at me.“I’ll see around.” she said.There, as she says, she reminds me of the girl I met at Andrew Peyton’s birthday party when I was young. She said she’ll see me around, yet at the end, we never met again.Trying to not let my happiness slip away from my hands again, I promised myself not to make the same mistake ever again in my life.I wasn’t able to obtain an answer to my last question from that girl seventeen years ago, but this time, I will make sure that I will have my question answered before I go.
With a blank mind, I stand in front of all the messes the juices had made. A cold catches me from my nape causing me to turn a little light-headed.I bow my head low, not because I want to keep my eyes on the floor, I am just too timid to raise my head and look at Jamie’s face.He had a bad day. Being insulted by his employee in front of the clients isn't just any small matter that the boss can get over easily. One cup of ristretto is the only thing that is simple enough to make him a little less angry, just one cup of ristretto will do… But I failed to get it for him.And now, just by my third day at work, for the second time I manage to cause a big mess in his office, staining the floor and the carpet, the furniture and the decorations nearby, and the both of