Chapter 13 Magnet For Problems
He’s here, he is fucking here, like in the flesh here. I just couldn’t believe it. I have missed him for so long that I had started to day dream about him. I mean I was in the middle of a shootout, but still had time to daydream. No that can’t be right, if he’s not real,
“Who shot that idiot” I asked pointing at the meathead, who was shot by the supposed Roman that I daydreamed.
“I did” said the same sexy voice that I thought wasn’t real.
Without warning I launched myself at him, jumping into his arms, my hands around his neck and my feet wrapped tightly around his waist. The sudden action sent us both tumbling to the ground. I was so contended I can’t believe I stayed away from this for so long. His body was so warm and still is, but only for me. I don’t know how it started, but somehow my face was wet. I was freaking crying.
“I missed you, you idiot why did you take so long to come see me?”
I was ecstatic. I really missed him, and even though I was grateful for the space he gave me, I just thought that I would’ve seen him sooner. Even though my day started out shitty, it was beginning to look like sunshine and rainbows today. Well it better be.
“Aww, you guys are so cute, but sadly work is calling us darling” David said, spoiling my mood
“Fucking bitch, you just had to ruin my mood, didn’t you” I said, then stomped my way upstairs to get ready for work. I made my way downstairs after getting myself situated for work. I was in my car with Roman at the wheel, as he said he wanted to drop me off, but he would bring lunch when he was finished with business so we could both eat together and catch up. David alongside with Ivanov were going on the road to deal with the underground errands.
As I’ve said, I stick to office work, as I am too impatient to do errands, yes I tend to be trigger happy when things don’t go the way I want it to. But the office is way nicer, I have three assistants who share the work, that’s why I hired three of them. They deal with both clean and dirty businesses. These girls were taken off the streets by yours truly. Now they work me and they are also living very comfortable lives, but with a condition. There’s a small chip embedded inside their necks. It’s like a tracker, but also a timer. As they work for me , there are still people out there as you’ve known ie: the Sylvetties , who still want to rebel.
So if any of my girls go missing, the tracker is activated as well as the timer. If they cannot be found within three days , the timer goes off and wherever they are, anyone within a hundred kilometer radius gets blown up. Of course they know all of that, as I have told them what would happen before they agreed to have it inserted. Even though these girls do most of the paperwork, I still had to attend meetings which were a pain in the butt. I got out of the last meeting before lunch , when I was told there was a handsome man waiting for me in the lobby. I didn’t have to guess, I knew it was Roman, but why wait though, why not just go straight to my office? I guess he was still walking on eggshells around me. I don’t blame him though, I’m a ticking time bomb. I got down to the lobby, then bolted towards him. I must’ve been a sight as everyone was staring at me, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to hold my man.
“Why didn’t you go up to my office and wait for me there?” I asked him
He just looked at me and smiled, and then came out the dimples I adored so much. We made our way towards the elevators, to go up to my office. Then as if it was magic, my clothes got wet.
“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry” I heard
I looked up to see this blonde bitch smirking at me, unapologetically.
“I’m sorry you had to be seen with this excuse of a human, but if you’re looking for a good time, I work on the second floor, if you know what I mean” she said trying to flirt with Roman.
Dammit why did he had to be so fucking handsome , why did he had to be a chick magnet. I am absolutely not in the mood for a chick fight over my man, and I am definitely not gonna fight anyone in my work place either. But she bout to get a beat down from me because she messed up my favorite blouse. A bitch gonna die today. Yea I am petty I don’t care. That was my favorite blouse.