A CONTRACT BRIDE

CHAPTER TWO

The company of Heights Ltd seems larger than it was in the video. When I got a mail saying the company was in need of a cleaner and the pay was really good, I couldn't stop myself from applying.

Heights Ltd is bustling with people dressed in cooperate wears, looking sharp. I curse myself for dressing too casual. At least I'll be getting a cleaner uniform.

A man walks up to me, his phone in one hand and a bundle in another hand. He stares at it and stares at me. Does the same thing two more times before coming to a conclusion.

"Are you Ella Hathaway?" He asks and I nod, stretching forth my hand to shake him.

"Yes, sir. I am. Nice to meet you." He stares at my hand and hands me the bundle in his hand instead.

"You're five minutes late already. Get dressed and go over to the seventh floor. Meet with the secretary and she'll assign you to your first duty." Without waiting for my reply, he walks off.

I almost pull up my middle finger at him but I settle for sticking out my tongue instead.

I find a secure room and change there. The uniform is tight and a the skirt is short. I'm glad the colors are just white and black and not anything bright.

I stare at the mirror and my reflection stares back at me. My pale blue eyes are tired from lack of sleep from the waitress job I had last night. My chestnut hair is messy and unpacked. I sigh as I straighten as best as I can, checking my body out in the mirror. I'm thick and my boobs are obvious in my shirt. My ass makes my skirt seem shorter but I just ignore as I search walk out of the room and search for the elevator.

"Hey, Mr heights would be around soon so you should get his office cleaned up." His secretary says as I reach the seventh floor, a small scowl on her face as she points with her perfectly manicured fingers towards the door.

Apparently, Mr Axel heights is richest billionaire to have walked the surface of the earth, and also my employer. I clean and organize his office making sure to leaving a good impression. I've never seen him before except on TV and shows.

If I could go by the rumors I have heard, he is a devastatingly handsome man with a personality as cold as the devil. I am tidying up his table when a stupid idea forms in my head.

I could ask for help. If I could see him and ask him for financial help I know without a doubt that he would be able to spare a couple of dollars for me. It will barely be felt by him but it would make a whole difference in the life of my younger sister.

I do not want to think about it or the prospect of grovelling for a man I have never met, but the more I consider it, the more I grow desperate, and the more the idea begins to seem like a flawless one.

"What are you doing here?" A male baritone voice says behind me. almost sounding like a low rumble, the tone slightly irritated.

I jump, dropping and breaking the piece of artifact I am cleaning as I stare at him. He even looks more handsome they make him look on tv. His brown eyes and messy brown hair, along with his well chiseled jaw line and athletic body almost makes me drool. I remember a moment with him on tv. Him staring stoic into the camera and waving slightly so all the girls could go wild with adoration.

Now he's here in front of me, and he does not look happy.

"Ella! Is there anything you can do right?" I open my mouth as his secretary walks in with his bag in his hands.

The b***h is just meeting me for the first time and she's already lyring at me. "You were supposed to be done cleaning his office a long time ago!"

Her words does not bother me, but the ceramic that I had dropped on the floor now shattered does.

"I'm so sorry, I did not mean to break it..." I begin to say, my head slowly begining to spin as I think about how much it must cost.

I can feel his intense glare on my head as I refuse to look at him, refuse to meet his eyes.

I can not afford a salary cut, not while my sister's life depends on it.

"Leave." His voice says, eyes not leaving mine, the intense glare still settling in my head. I make to leave but he lets out what I assume is an annoyed sound.

"Not you." he says, turning to look again at his secretary. "I meant you."

Her eyes widen in surprise, as though she could not understand why he would ask her to leave even though I am the one that smashed open his artifact. She turns around ,giving me a ghastly glare before leaving.

Now, with the both of us alone in the room, I can feel his eyes rummaging through my body and my face, almost as though he is trying to understand me by just staring at me.

"Who are you?" He asks, his voice now low, almost as though he does not want me to be frightened.

I clear my throat, getting rid of the hiccup in my voice and finally answer.

"My name is Ella. I now clean your office, I was going to leave very soon." I say to him as I scramble to clean the mess I made.

He opens his mouth to say something, maybe an insult or just angry words, but I could not tell because the next thing, someone barges into the office, a blonde haired woman who looks like she had an attitude problem, and from the looks on her face, she is not pleased to see me.