The doorbell rang while Gabrielle arranged the plates and utensils inside the large tray. She soon opened the door, finding a female hotel staff holding Kyle’s suit. “Mr. Wright’s attire for today,” said a woman in her late twenties. She smiled while extending the garment to Gabrielle and said, “So you must be the new penthouse attendant. I'm surprised that you are a female.” Gabrielle did not know what to think of that. She let out a puzzled expression and answered, “Um. I guess I must be lucky?" Grabbing the suit, she said, “Do you mind taking out the dishes?” “Sure… I’m Alex, by the way. I’m the front office supervisor on the day shift. It’s nice to meet you, Miss Taylor,” the lady spoke. Gabrielle was shocked, to say the least. She wondered how the person knew her name, but Alex explained before she could ask, “You are an instant celebrity, having to live with Mr. Wright... You see, the boss never lets a girl get close to him except for his family... At least… not that I know

The restaurant by the harbor had a perfect view of the docking boats, the gleaming bay, and night skies.  It was located on the 30th floor of a commercial complex, sitting a block away from the docks.  Many guests were in line to have dinner at the said restaurant, but Kyle, being the CEO of the franchise, was assisted through a secluded area, offering a perfect and romantic view of the bay.  And to further ensure their privacy, all the surrounding tables were emptied, just for Kyle and Gabriel's supposed test dinner.  So far, the experience left Gabrielle impressed, feeling like she was on an actual date.  "Wow, the lobster looks so delicious!" While Gabrielle expressed excitement about that evening's main dish at the back of her head, she was truly worried.  Warren rarely took her to a fine dining restaurant, and she absolutely had not experienced eating a lobster with a knife and a fork! So far,

The next day. The sound of the alarm woke Gabrielle up at five in the morning. She got up hurriedly, despite how heavy her eyes were.  Last night, after a moment of getting cold shoulders from Kyle, he told her; he had an emergency business trip to Europe and that he was leaving at dawn.  While Kyle insisted that she did not have to aid him, she took it upon herself to get up. She was grateful for her newfound employment and she wanted to help in any way.  Rushing out, however, she saw a note on her door from Kyle and it read: [Gaby,  Sorry about last night. I wasn't myself. I had to head out earlier. I'll be back on Friday. Don't forget to eat your meals. Rest and make use of the gym. I'll call you when I get a chance. Kyle] Her mouth easily formed into a circle. She bit her finger before saying, "Why does it sound like he was leaving a note to his girlfriend?" Gabrielle quickly shoo

On a gloomy Friday afternoon, Gabrielle was standing in front of her home, the same one that was taken away by her aunt.  It was a three-story house with four bedrooms, standing in a three-hundred square-feet lot. It had a mini garden, and the entire property was surrounded by grilled fences.  Gabrielle sighed, seeing how her aunt had not maintained the house well. The paints have already faded and the beautiful tiled roof had a few cracks on one side.  It hurt her seeing how the same house her father worked so hard to build was clearly unpreserved.  "Well, I would not have the money to keep it renovated," she convinced herself that nothing would have changed if she still lived in the same place.  That day, after her morning schedule at school, Gabrielle went to the cemetery and visited her father and mother's grave. That day was her father's death anniversary.  While Gabrielle was happy to share with her

'Oh, no. What did I do wrong?' Gabrielle asked herself in silence, watching as Kyle often avoided her gaze as they ate.  Earlier, Kyle was being so comforting, hugging her and caressing her back. Yet, now, he seemed to be giving her the cold shoulders.  Still, despite his sudden change in temperament, he kept reminding her, "Gaby, you need to eat more. Drink a lot of water since you got soaked in the rain." After gulping down her food, she answered, "I - I wasn't under the rain that long  - Achoo!"  Her own words were cut by a loud sneeze, and Gabrielle wound up, excusing herself to get a tissue.  "Well, seems like that isn't so true," Kyle answered with a frown.  After they both finished their meals, Kyle took it upon himself to call the hotel staff and have their plates taken. He let Gabrielle go to her room and take a good night's sleep.  While utterly bothered by how Kyle was acting, Gabri