Unprofessionalism
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ADRIAN POV
I arrived home and luckily I met my mother at the sitting room I know she wanted us to discuss more about what happened yesterday which I'm not interested.
"Mom, Kira is crossing her limit". I furiously said as I tried calming down by rubbing my temple.
"You are the one who'd crossed the limit. You had nothing to do with her and yet you took advantage of her last night. And you know she's the daughter of a noble in this town".
I walked through and fro trying to supress my temper but it's not helping.
After what Kira had done to me in the past, she later wiggled her way back into my life to ruin it for the second time.
My mom stood up and calmed me, "I know she'd done awful things to you in the past, but there's always room for a second chance".
I spat, "Kira does not deserved a second chance. I caught her in my bed with my driver just two days to our wedding. How can I forgive her mom".
I shut my eyes away from remembering the dirty past.
"I'm becoming impatient son, I need a grandchild. Mothers of my age are already proud of being a grandmom and you ain't getting any younger".
She folded her hands under her bosom, after all, she has all right to be angry.
After what Kira did for the past two years ago , I've kept women at arms length because they can never be trusted.
But I never expected mom's next words, they were like orders and so demanding, she said,
"I give you three days to find a woman of your interest. If you failed to then you leave me no choice but to arrange a marriage between you and Kira".
Mom knew this was an herculean task for me because firstly, I'm not really into ladies, at most, just for the fun and that's all.
Secondly, I'm tagged as a workaholic and thirdly, who can truly love me if not for the money; Who could mend my broken heart?
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ROSE POV
I arrived home by after 7, picked up Noel from Aunt Sarah's house (My neighbour and also a day care nanny).
Even though, Noel is way pass day care, she's used to Sarah's warm care right from age 2.
After closing hours the school bus will drop her at Sarah's house, the rest of her day is spent there. She eats, do assignments, and play with kids under and above her age.
We do talk sometimes on Sarah's phone whenever she misses me or vice versa.
The house felt warmer as I turned on the heater,
I felt so exhausted and my sprained ankle still hurts.
Ah! The sweet relief of a warm bath.
Afterwards, I soaked my ankle into a bowl of warm water, letting the warmth seep into my skin and calm the throbbing pains.
One hard lesson learnt today;
Heels are a form of self inflicted torture. I'm done with them. From now on, it's comfy shoes all the way.
The bell rang as I closed my journal and went to get the door.
It was Anna.
She giggled as she showed me a bottle of liquor thank goodness Noel had slept off.
"Anna we can't get drunk, tomorrow is not weekend".
But then she convinced me to 'just try a sip'.... and the next thing I knew, I was giggling uncontrollably.
My laptop on the center table chimed, I heard Anna snoring heavily.
"Oh shiny!". I was really tipsy, seeing the email notification.
"Wait, what's it say?". Tries to focus.
"Ugh! Too much effort to read". And types, 'Okay'.
There, happy now?
I dose off again...
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ADRIAN POV
I raised an eyebrow glancing at her response on my laptop.
Is she kidding me? I sent her detailed email and she responds with a single word?
How unprofessional!
Now I'll have her work on a project with me directly, and show her what professionalism looks like.
I snickered.
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I arrived office the next morning not surprised to see my table tidy up and no workloads.
I must commend, Rose did a great job but her reply to my email flushed into my mind.
She was examining the framed photos on my wall, a look of curiousity on her face as she studies the faces and scenes.
"Are you snooping around my office?".
She swiftly turned, startled....
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