Medical Registered Trauma Doctor, Kaia Blanc is well known in her field, paid well, desired among many hospitals for being good at what she does at her young age although still rendered a "junior doctor".
She deals with stabbing, shootings, bone in...
Her brown curls were refreshed, her blue eyes dancing in irritation, exhaustion wiped from her being.
But the dress.
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"I seemed to have no shoes in my closet." She glared at me.
"Still with the attitude?" I asked. Amused.
"I'm crabby. There's a difference." She said and I turned, grabbing a shoe box.
"These?"
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"Cute but my toes aren't painted."
"Does that truly matter?" I asked, amazed with how the rich girl card was already being played.
"To me, yes. Yes it does." She blinked.
"Alright." I called Alec.
"Boss?" He was on speaker.
"I'm gonna need a Peach Margarita and a size 8 in those other heels I sent you a photo of right now." I had Zak send it to him and she turned, seeing it.
"Of course. I'm on it now."
She hummed in satisfaction.
"While it's waiting, have a seat, printsessa." I said and she did.
The elevator opened, the margarita placed in front of her.
She smirked.
I was feeding into the rich girl attitude. I was a fool.
"Are you gonna be a brat from now on?" I sat back.
"I'm not a brat. Leaving here I aided a raped woman in an alleyway and I'm fucking tired. So no. That's just a temporary mood." She rolled her eyes.
"Just making sure." I sat back.
She sipped it and sighed.
"So good. Thank you." She looked at me and I nodded.
Her lips were full, a beauty mark on the left side, above her lip, below her nose. Her hair was curly, slightly frizzy since it was plane ridden. But gorgeous nonetheless.
She was very pretty. An addicting kind, it was hard to look away.
Then Alec walked in.
"I have them." He straightened his jacket and she turned.
He was clearly breathtaken as well.
"I'm Alec. You must be Kaia." He offered a hand and a charming smile.
"Nice meeting you." She nodded.
He opened the box and showed her the brand new shoes.
"I love them." She smiled.
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He knelt and she looked at me with a nervous face.
Then she realized what he was doing.
"So it's not just a you thing." She looked at me.
"No, I pride myself on respect, Kaia. All of the men working for me care for their wife's and their daughters and their moms. It's how we operate. You're safe and well taken care of." I shrugged.
Not a hard concept.
He stood and she smiled.
"Thank you. I appreciate it." She nodded.
"Anything else, Zion?" He asked.
"No, thank you." I nodded, excusing him as he walked out.
"Now to why you're here. This is a confidentiality agreement. Whatever I say, you can't repeat, to anyone other than who knows of it. This isn't the official you work for me form though." I said and she nodded, signing it after reading through it.
