My Desire

Chapter Four

(ISABELLA)

    When I woke up I was tangled together with Damien, I felt embarrassed that he was holding me, but I also felt a nice warm feeling. I wanted to just go back to bed but I knew I needed to get up. Once I had gotten out of Damien grip on me I headed downstairs to make him breakfast. Today let’s make him french toast. It felt different since Alison left, it felt...empty. I know that he has other people working for him, like a personal driver, and someone to do the yard. But I haven’t seen them yet.

    I had set the table for Damien to eat, he would be waking up around this time. Right as I thought of this I heard footsteps. “Good Morning, Mr Shaw!” I said with a bright smile. He seemed to lighten up and smile back at me. I felt like I could trust Damien and that I could also depend on him, that he will always be there for me. I smiled at the thought. 

    While Damien would eat his breakfast I would go clean. I went up and straighten up his bedroom, I also swept around the place, and did some dusting. I had found a library while cleaning, it was huge, filled with many books. The room was a bit dirty though. I decided I would clean up the place. It would take awhile but I know I can do it. I started with dusting everything off, then I swept and mopped the floor. There was an upper floor with more books. I had also reorganized where the books would be by genre. Once I was done I had looked around and found a few books that I found interesting.

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    I didn’t realize how fast time flew by, it was afternoon. I had read all morning, Damien would be back from work later tonight. I put all of the books I had read back into their original place and walked to the kitchen. I decided I would grab a snack to eat then wait for Mr Shaw to get back from work.

(DAMIEN)

    I’ve been working all day, this sucks, I just want to go home already and see Bella. “Mr Shaw I picked out a few people that you could pick to be your new assistant, please look through them.”  My manager said as he laid down three profiles. I looked at all of them and already knew they wouldn’t do. “Not good?” My manager asked. I shook my head and he took the profiles away. “Mr Shaw you need to find an assistant, we need one, nothing is organized, and we need some other than me picking up the calls!” I could tell he was getting irritated, I sighed, “I’ll find someone.” I said. He looked at me with a ‘yeah right’ face. 

    I had finally finished everything to do at the office, now I just need to organize these papers at home. I loaded my car up with everything and drove home. Once I got home I was welcomed by a smiling Isabella. “Welcome back Mr Shaw!” She said. She seemed curious about the boxes I had kept bringing in. “I need to organize these papers since I don’t have an assistant at my company.” I said, she nodded and followed me into the kitchen. I sat down all of the boxes and saw that there was a plate of food waiting for me. “How about you eat then head to bed.” She suggested. I nodded and quickly went to devour the delicious food.

(ISABELLA)

    Mr Shaw seems really tired with all the work he has to do at his company. Maybe I should help out, I smiled at the thought and decide I would organize all the paperwork so he can rest. Once he was done with eating I took him upstairs to his room and told him good night. I went downstairs and started to organize everything from bills, to everything that a business would need organized. I was actually surprised that everything was so out of place. But by the time I was done with everything it was almost daylight outside. I went up to my room and  headed to bed, forgetting that I need to cook breakfast in the morning…

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(DAMIEN)

    Usually I would wake up to the smell of breakfast but I didn’t smell anything today. I ignored it and got ready for the day. But when I woke up I wasn’t greeted with a smiling Isabella. I stood in confusion and then noticed the table with all of the boxes with the paperwork in them open. I walked over to them and saw that everything was organized, and not just regular organizing, there was little notes to tell me what’s good and what needs to be fixed, or if there was a problem with something. I was shocked, did Isabella do this?

    I went up to her room and saw her knocked out on her bed, she looked tired, and she didn’t even put on her sleepwear, only her clothes from yesterday. She must have, how did she even know how to organize paperwork, I don’t think her parents would teach her anything like that. I don’t even know what to do, maybe I could hire her at the office so she could be my assistant, then I would get to see her all day, and to have her talent at my office would be great for me and everyone else. But wait what if she doesn’t want to… Maybe I could talk her into it…