Mrs Xavier

Xavier 's pov "Mr Xavier." my secretary calls as soon as I step out of the elevator. "Good morning Mr Xavier." she greets, earning a nod from me. I sigh when I realise I have forgotten her name again. The name always seems to fly out of my head in seconds. "Mr Xavier your father called." Mrs no name secretary says as I walk to my office. "What did he say?" I ask, eyes forward. "He requested to see you." Her arm tightly wraps around a pile of files, hugging it to her chest. "And the reason?." I crook a brow. "That he didn't say." She replies almost immediately. "But he said it's very important." she quickly added, jogging to keep up with my pace. Emphasizing on the words 'Very Important.' I stop and, taking some seconds to sort out my thoughts. "Cancel my schedules for today." I order before slamming the door behind me. Now what is it this time? ************* I park my car in front of my old people's mansion and hop out, tossing my key to the butler before m

Pari's pov     I quickly feel for my key in my bag and open the door. I sigh when my stomach let's out a loud grumble, stating its need for food.    Jeez, am so hungry.    I groan making my way to the kitchen, time to prepare dinner.    45 minutes past from working in the kitchen.   "Pari am  home." Dad hollers just in time as I set the tray on the table.    Perfect timing      "Dad." I yell "Dinners ready." My eyes roams around the table, making sure everything is set.   "And where is kelvin?" Dad ask. His eyes droopy with bags under.    It must be hard running a restaurant.   "I haven't seen him since this morning." I shudder as I remember the mess kelvin was as he stumbles through the door this morning, probably t

Pari's pov    I groan as i try to shield my eyes from the lights streaming through the curtains, a yawn escaping my lips as I roll off the bed with my eyes closed, which ended up with me falling flat on my butt. urgh its morning already?   Wait it's morning...?   My eyes snap open in horror and i jump on my bed scouring for my phone. Found it. I quickly press the on button '9:27'.    "Haah" I hear someone scream, wait that's me.    "Haaaa" I scream again and again again then sprint into the bathroom. I only got thirty three minutes, just thirty three.    Shit.... Shit.... Shit.... I am doomed.    Using my multi task skill, i was able to finish dressing in 18 minutes 33seconds, that is.    Bathing and brushing my teeth at the same time.    Applying my make up and

Pari's pov   I roll out of bed, stretching my limbs out with a broad smile.   Its Sunday and guess what, I ain't going to work today which also means no Xavier.   In less than a week and my monthly payment is already down to half.   And I had it hard walking on a glass shell yesterday. But that ungrateful son of a chocolate had to deduct a hundred dollars because his coffee grew cold while in a meeting.   The fuck was I supposed to do.   Heat it up with my armpit or Something?    No..no....Pari.... No more worrying about that fucked up Ceo and his company.   Today's a Sunday....we should at least try to spend this golden day to the fullest.   I take a princess bath, putting on a baggy pant with my favourite angry bird T-shirt that says. 'No Xavier Day.'   Just kidding. Bu

Pari's pov(continuation.)    Well I really need a bath, I still have the gown of yesterday on, its as sticky as ever.      Huh....not to talk about uncomfortable.   Why didn't Xavier just change the dress into something more comfortable, i mean he has a maid right?   That son of a chocolate let me sleep in these.    Well at least he took off the shoes.    I will give him 2 points for that. Now he has a total of -488 points.   Such a negative bastard.   I hop off the bed towards the set of doors at the right side of the room. Apart from the exit and entry door (which is the main door) there's also three other doors.      One double door at the right side of the room, then there are two single doors.   One, less than four feet a