Broken princess

Chapter 2

Aiden POV

I wake up the next morning to the sound of the alarm. I groaned as my head was pounding loudly. Remind me to never drink this much again. I looked around myself and saw that my clothes were lying on the ground. Where the hell I am?.

I look over my shoulder to see a girl curled up by my side, fast asleep. I stepped out of the bed to have a shower and to take some medicine to help me with the headache.

After a shower, I went back to the room and take out my suit from the closet. This is my hotel so I have some spare clothes here. I decided to wear a black suit with a white shirt. The girl is still sleeping peacefully. What was her name..... Mia or what... Ava yeah her name was Ava. She's fast asleep, so I refuse to wake her up. After the night we probably had last night she needs the sleep, so I leave the room and let the receptionist know im leaving.

After I leave the hotel, I drive over to my office. Today I am interviewing for a new PA. The last one was very lazy and flirty. I need my PA to be professional and I need someone who can keep up with the work and complain less . I went inside the building. Everyone greeted me and I just gave them a curt nod. I went to my office to start the interviews.

It's been an hour and the girls who came here for the interview were wearing slutty dresses, and they were flirting with me. I don't mind them for one-night stands but I don't want them as my PA.

After a while, I hear another knock.

"Come in," I said.

There enters the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She looks so innocent with her green eyes, kissable lips. Her hair was a soft brown, like the bark of an oak tree, not dark but simply gentle in any light.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of throat clearing. I looked at her and saw that she was looking at me weirdly, of course, I was looking like a p*****t checking her out. I motioned her to take a seat. she sat across me. I take her CV and start checking it. Her name was Ella. A beautiful name, I thought. She was 20 years old and was fired from her old job which was at a café. Why she was doing a job in a café I thought?

Because not everyone is born rich my subconscious said.

But still a café, and she has no experience in the business world. I said.

There's always a first time for everything. My subconscious mind replied.

“So Ella if you don't mind me asking why were you fired from your old job?” I said in my usual cold voice.

“Because um..umm the b-boss was a p*****t u can say a-and I slapped him,” she said unsurely.

"Okay so why do you need this job,” I asked.

I kept asking questions and she answered quite adequately. She did well. I think I just should hire her. She looks quite determined and confident.

“So Ella you can join from tomorrow. You have to come here at 8:00. Not a minute late. I hate tardiness and one more thing you have to sign this contract.” I said taking out the contract from the drawer.

“What contract,” she inquired.

“It's a contract saying that you will not leave this job for at least 3 years no matter what and if you want to leave it then you have to pay 1 million dollars to the company. You can't leave this job but only I can fire you” I said. I had made this contract only for my PA because I don't want to change my PAs every month so my best friend gave me this idea to make a contract.

“Um, sir is it necessary,” she asked while biting her lower lip. Don't stare Aiden. Don't stare Aiden. I looked away and cleared my thought.

“Yes, otherwise you wouldn't get the job,” I said coldly. she looks upwards and glares at me probably because of my tone. She looks cute when she is angry. Cute? seriously, man? my subconscious mind mocked me. She took the pen and signed it.

“Ok, now you can go,” I said.

She bid me goodbye and then went outside. I sighed. Now I have to go and take a cold shower.

Ella POV

Oh my God! I got the job!. I'm so freaking excited. Although he is a jerk. A handsome jerk but the big news is that I got the job. I went back home and went straight to take a shower because it was so freaking hot outside. After the shower I ordered pizza. I slept early because I wasn't able to sleep last night due to the nightmare.

"Help!!!Mother!!!!! father!!!!! open the door, Carlson!!!! CARLSON!!!!!!!" I was shouting and banging on the door. Then suddenly I heard the voices of my parents and Carlson.

“Ella you killed us!!” I heard some familiar voices.

“You are a killer, dear sister. You killed our parents do you think that you will ever be forgiven” I heard Carlson saying.

“I am disappointed in you Ella,” my mother said.

“I will make your life a living hell. You don't deserve to live” I heard Carlson say. I put my hands on my ears to block these voices.

“I can't believe my own daughter killed us” It didn't work as I can still hear my father's voice.

“Dear sister you should wait for me. I will come back and I will kill you and believe me I will enjoy every minute of it” Carlson said.

I screamed and suddenly woke up. I looked around myself and found that I was in my own room. I sighed in relief. I went to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of water. I checked the time and it was 2 in the morning.

I went to my room and sat on my bed and looked through my drawer and take out my g*n. The same g*n from which my brother made me kill our parents. I technically didn't kill them. My brother gave me this g*n and told me to shoot them. My parents were tied to a chair. Of course, I didn't shoot them. My brother called his men. They held both of my arms and made me sit on my knees. Then my brother held my hand to shoot both of my parents. He did this so that the g*n has my fingerprints so he can convince my father's men that I killed our parents. He went to call my uncle who was my father's brother and also some of the other most trusted men of my father. So while he was gone I had the chance and I kicked both of my brother's men between their legs. They fell on the floor groaning in pain. I abruptly stand up and banged both of their heads on the floor two or three times. Blood was streaming down their faces. I threw them away with fury and went to help my parents but they couldn't make it. Now when I think about it, I could have saved them with a little effort but no I let them die and afterwards, I ran away rather than staying there and fight for my parents. Sometimes I saw a memory of my family together in my dreams. Sometimes I saw the memory of Carlson and my parent's death in my dreams. It's funny how my best dreams and worst nightmares have the same people in it.

I splashed water on my face and went to bed. Why waste my time fretting in the past when I can't change it. A bad past deserves no emotion.