True Love's Cure

A new Chapter

Eva’s POV

My Jaw dropped when a jet black limited edition range rover parked in front of Stacy’s apartment building. My heart was pounding, almost out of my chest. This is really my work car? A man dressed in a burgundy suit carried my bags into the boot and opened the door for me. Such chivalry, this must be how princesses feel. I stepped into the car and snuggled into the fine leather seat. The car’s fragrance was balsamic and rich.

As we drove to the manor, The trip was soothing, the SUV glided along the streets, each passing one fancier than the last.

Until it finally clicked. I know this route. This is the way to that girl’s house I saved!

Oh my goodness, Did I save my Boss’s daughter? No, she’s too grown for him to have had her. Could be his little sister.

And I was right. It was the same impressive gate I saw last month that opened up as we rolled in. My eyes widened in awe. The mansion is nothing I could have ever imagined. The architecture and luxury touches. Exotic trees and saffron gardens decorated the compound. This mansion is very deserving to house a billionaire.

I was later escorted to my wing. It was a mini modern decor penthouse with two maids assigned to it.

“Good morning Miss Knox, we are your attendants during your stay in the Tempest manor. Our contact details are on your desk, call us if you need anything.” The first one said, She was dressed in a green uniform and looked around my age. The other woman who was much older looked elsewhere.

“Good morning, You can just call me Eva” I wasn't one for formalities. “What are your names?” The first lady looked startled before answering. “My name is Juliette ma’am, This is Eunice.”

“It was a pleasure meeting you.” I said with a smile. I jumped into my pink queen size bed. This bed is mine. Not filled with Jace’s oakwood cologne, Stacy’s lavender mist or the odor of rotten food from the children’s home I lived in. This bed would have my scent.

I arranged my clothes into the massive closet when I hung the gown I wore for the interview. The day I met him. Mr Sterling Tempest. I thought the CEO would be some old man in his 60’s not a literal supermodel. He literally towers my 5 foot 4 frame and has a body sculpted by Aphrodite herself with his luscious black hair and deep brown eyes.

I can’t imagine anyone concentrating around him. Heck how am I going to focus around him? Eva snap out of it. This is your big break. You can’t be lusting over your boss. Although he has such a cold countenance. His deep voice sends shivers down my spine. Even before the other terms he laid out, I have absolutely no plans to be in a relationship after the shipwreck I’m going through, so no thank you.

I got out of my old clothes when I saw a sundress laid out for me with a note beside it. In elegant cursive, it read “Wear this” Could this be from my boss?

I wore it and it fit like a glove. The velvet fabric hugged my curves nicely.

The night crept swiftly when I spent the rest of the day acquainting myself with the firms and sub companies under the Neo Tempest Empire. Operations are moving smoothly but I spotted a pattern that seemed to undermine the distribution channel.

I made a quick mental note of it. Upon completing my tasks for the day, I heard a gentle knock on the door.

“Miss Knox, your dinner is ready” Oh my gosh, They cook for me too!

I went down the long spiral stairs to see a whole dinner table filled with Mexican cuisines. As I pulled out a chair to sit when I heard harsh footsteps approaching. Out of door came a gorgeous woman with blonde hair and icy blue eyes. There was an air to her I couldn’t put my finger on. I parted my lips to speak when she shot me a death glare before turning to the maids.

“Who is this?” she asked Juliette.

“She is the Master’s Senior Assistant, madam,” Juliette replied. Her eyes scanned my body from top to bottom. The absolute nerve.

“Eunice, take my food upstairs, I don’t want to eat with Sterling’s staff.” the woman sneered. Okay… she makes it sound like I’m a low-life. Eunice bowed her head and trollied a cart that had her dinner.

“Or who knows what she’s truly here for… I wouldn’t want a w***e to mingle with an aristocracy as dignified as Sterling.” I literally almost choked on my food. Who does this woman think she is?

“Look ma’am I don’t know who you are, but you have no right to talk to me that way.” I shot back.

I stood from my seat glaring at her. I’ve had enough of people talking down on me.

“Oh my goodness, she talks back. Look at the pitiful woman with no name talking to a Leroux with such no tact.” the woman chuckled. Suddenly she raised an eyebrow observing my black Opal bracelet. Her lips pursued in disgust. “You haven’t spent up to a day here and yet you steal-”

In a split moment my blood began to boil. My hands were moments away from her face when I heard a thunderous voice.

“Amber, that’s enough!” I turned to the dining hall entrance. There he stood with a towel hanging loosely around his waist, water from the shower glistening his chest as it pulsed with rage. My billionaire CEO Mr Sterling Tempest.