BUSINESS TRILOGY

Chapter 4

I'm the kinda person who falls asleep seconds after my head hits the pillow so I don't really have any night thoughts.

I wake up the next morning and see it's 10 am and I started freaking out till I realised it was Sunday. I got dressed and them went to the kitchen and passed Jasmine who was fast asleep. She must have woken up in the middle of the night because she was now on the couch.

"Morning," she mumbled.

"Morning," I chirped.

"Owww.....Son of a b***h I'm never drinking again." she held her head in pain and mutters under her breath as she made her way to the toilet.

I made myself a bowl of oatmeal and took the first bite enjoying it until I heard Jasmine throw up. Loudly.

I looked at my oatmeal and all of a sudden had lost my appetite.

A few minutes later she came back into the kitchen dressed and sat on a chair. "What we having for breakfast," she asked.

"Here have some oatmeal," I say as I push my bowl toward her. As she began to eat it I thought I was gonna throw up so I decided to go back to my room.

I was sitting in my bean bag chair reading a book and tried to concentrate but there was only one thing on my mind.

Jayden.

Even though we had only been on one date he was stuck in my head. I felt like we really connected and was looking forward to seeing him again. My phone beeped and I had gotten a new text.

'Hey Mel, had fun last night wondering if we could meet up again soon.'

Jayden

'Sure, I'm free on the weekends' I replied, a smile made it's way on my face when I saw that he wanted to see me again.

His face was plastered into my brain and no matter how much I tried to get rid of it, I couldn't. Later that night I went to bed, and for once had a lot on my mind.

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My alarm started ringing and I checked the time to see I had to leave in 10 minutes otherwise I would be late. And to be honest I didn't want to face the consequences of being late.

I put on black pants, a nude blouse and wore black heels but put a pair of sneakers in my bag just in case my feet started to hurt.

I didn't have time to do my makeup so I just applied some mascara and lip gloss and ran out the house.

If only I had a car.

I waited at the bus stop but saw my bus was not coming for another 20 minutes. I internally groan but started to walk. I huff and I change into my sneakers before I start speed-walking.

I noticed that there was a lot of traffic and one of the cars were looking extremely familiar - it was Xavier's.

The traffic was moving slowly but I still needed to get to work before Xavier so that I can get him his coffee.

Miraculously I did end up arriving to work before Xavier did and brought his coffee up.

I waited outside his office since the last I didn't knock he went psycho on me so he'd probably murder me if I went into his office without his permission, even though I already did it when I had to get my ID card.

He'd probably get mad at me for stepping on his expensive designer carpet or something. Soon, he arrived and I hand him his coffee and gestures me to come inside.

"Good morning Mr King." I greet.

He just nods to acknowledge me.

He hands me a few files and tells me what to do before sending me back to my office which was just next to his.

We were separated by a glass wall so I could see him but he was so drowned into his work that never once did he bother to look up.

By the time it was lunch I had finished all the work Xavier had given me. I met up with Jodie and we both sat down. I got a bowl of soup from the cafeteria whilst she brought a sandwich.

"There's a fundraiser event tonight, all the best businessmen are going to." She said.

"So that includes Mr. King" I say. She nods. We carried on talking and eating, mostly just making fun of all the women who were wearing ridiculously revealing clothes. Probably just to impress Xavier.

After lunch I head back up to my office and see that I've received and email from Xavier.

Come to my office after lunch.

Xavier King

I knock on his office door and he opens it almost straight away.

"Good afternoon Mr. King," I say with a smile.

"Miss. Davis," he nods.

"I have a task for you." He said

"Yes sir,"

"Tonight there is a fundraiser event hosted King's Corporate where all important business moguls, including myself, will be attending. I need you to do some preparation for it." He explained.

"Of course sir, do you need me to go there and check the decor or the catering?" I suggest things I could do.

"I need you to be my date." He says, emotionlessly.

Bam!

Without realising I dropped the files that were in my hand and jumped from the shock.

"I-I'm s-sorry what?" I say, hoping I misheard whilst picking up the files I dropped.

"I need you to be my date." He says bluntly, no emotions whatsoever.

"You need me to be your date—" I say.

"Yes."

"No not 'yes'" I say 'yes' mimicking his monotone. "Please" I say.

"Miss. Davis I have no reason to say please, you are my assistant and I have told you to do something so you must do it. I understand it's not conventional but it's still your job." He says, quite rudely.

"Okay fine," I say, rolling my eyes "When do I have to be ready!"

"I will come pick you up at 6:30, please wear something formal." He says. "You may go back to your office now."

"Excuse you Mr.King but if you want me to look good you're gonna have to let me leave now so I can get ready."

"Alright," He says.

"With pay." I demand.

"Sure," He says giving in.

"Okay, here you go," I say as I throw the files onto his desk, not caring that one of them almost hit his face, and run down the stairs.

I could just imagine his face when I did that.

I saw Jodie on the way out and told her what happened.

"I ship it. " She said with a knowing smirk on her face.

When I got home I texted Jasmine what was happening and she didn't reply. After waiting a minute or two I decided to go to the kitchen and get some food.

I was about to sit down when Jasmine burst through the front door making me drop my bag of chips.

"You made me drop my food," I pout and start clearing it up.

"Good. You can't be bloated before the party." She says "Now go have a shower and make sure you smell nice."

I get into the shower wash my hair with strawberry shampoo and conditioner and wash my body with a strawberry scented shower gel.

Once I get out the shower Jasmine applies a face mask on my skin and I relax for a while. After washing it off she starts my makeup.

I have no idea what she's applying on my face but I see a lot of silver colours and fake eyelashes. After about an hour she's finished and lets me see.

When I look in the mirror I am absolutely amazed. She applied a matte nude eyeshadow which made my green eyes pop even more, added silver glitter, eyeliner, highlighter and a nude lip.

"Now what to wear?" Jasmine said, rubbing her chin pretending to think.

"Lemme text Xavier," I suggested

"You have his number!" Jasmine shouted, she was actually shocked.

"Yeah obviously I'm his assistant." I say.

"You should make the most of it," she winks.

I texted Xavier whilst Jasmine was rambling about how I should sext Xavier.

How fancy should I dress?

He instantly replied

Good enough to stand next to me.

I type back the first thing that came to mind.

I'm not coming in a garbage bag.

Left on read.

I show Jasmine the text and she rolls her eyes before going to her room. She had a black dress bag and she pulled out a beautiful grey dress that had a bejewelled low neckline and a beautiful long netted skirt with a slit.

"Oh my god Jaz it's so beautiful," I say.

"I know Mel, I was going to wear it at your wedding but this event is more important." She says and hands me the dress. I look at her with my eyebrows raised and she just shrugs. She gave me bejewelled pumps to wear, a sliver chain and earrings.

After I put on the dress Jasmine puts my hair in a low middle part ponytail and let a few curls hang loosely to frame my face.

"Thank you so much Jazz," I say after everything is done.

"I got you, Mel." She hugs me and I hug her back.

As if on cue the doorbell rings and before I could even move Jasmine dashes to the door picking up our emergency baseball bat in her hand.

I only laugh. She opens the door but hides me behind it so that Xavier can't see me.

"What are your intentions with my best friend?" She says strictly, swinging the bat in her hand but I knew she was only joking.

XAVIER POV

I knocked on Amelia's door expecting her but in front of me stood her friend, who I learnt was Jasmine, in pink shorts and a blue dragon hoodie.

"What are your intentions with my best friend?" She said, swinging a baseball bat.

I hear a laugh from inside and I raise and eyebrow due to curiosity. Jasmine gave me a weird smirk before spreading the door wide open and revealing Amelia.

She looked like an angel, so gorgeous. Unlike the regular girls I go out with, she look innocent and pure. Facing down, she tried to hide her face from embarrassment. I simply nodded at her and she smiled back.

"She look good huh?" Jasmine smirked as she nudged me. I just rolled my eyes.

"This is nothing but an act." I clarify to Jasmine.

"Yeah, yeah no feelings my ass." she mutters.

I put my hand out and escorted Amelia to the car.

She puts her hand into mine, and shrinks at my touch, probably at how cold my hand was compared to hers.

Her jaw dropped as she stared at my car in awe, I smirked, she looked like a little girl who got what she wanted for Christmas.

"I know this one!" She cheered as she pointed at my car "That's a Ferrari!!" She looked excited.

"It's a Porsche." I deadpanned.

"Oh." she pouted.

As I was driving she started talking. "So what's this party for Mr King?" She asked fiddling with her fingers.

"It's a fundraiser event. Call me Xavier, and they don't know that your my assistant so I'm going to call you Amelia."

"Call me Mel, that's what my friends say." she interrupts.

I liked the idea of a nick-name but not Mel. "How about I call you Lia instead?" she thought about it and then nodded.

Ame- lia

"If they don't know that I'm your assistant then who do they think I am?" She asked innocently.

"My fiancée," I say.

Chapter 6

AMELIA POV

"Y-your what?" I stutter.

"My fiancé." He says casually.

"I don't think I heard you correctly." I laugh nervously.