Sequel to "The Girl He Never Noticed"
Transformed from a butterfly to a parasitoid, Taylor is back and she's more psychotic than ever.
Taylor is still not over Harry and would do anything to get him back in her life even if it means destroying the o...
The air was suffocating Taylor but she couldn't do anything about it. She had to pretend that she was liking the sour taste of the champagne.
Ever wondered what champagne tastes like ? Take some carbonated water, add a little lemon juice and a bit of sugar and there you have it, the awful tasting flavour of the champagne.
"I think I'll prefer drinking whisky than this disgusting drink." Taylor whispered as she looked down at the flute in her hand.
"The men in this room would judge you for it." Eric's voice sounded in Taylor's ears as he stood behind her with his arms folded behind his back.
"This is the 21st century, women can do whatever they want to and in my case drink whatever I want to." Taylor hissed as she looked over her shoulder to get a better look at him. He was looking rather sharp. Ditching the leather jacket he had worn earlier, he was now dressed in a black suit jacket.
"Preston asked to meet you when I was fetching that 'disgusting' drink for you." Eric mumbled, changing the subject.
"Should've told him that I'm busy." She said quietly as she looked around the room, everyone was dressed to impress. Women were dressed in expensive looking gowns, floating around the room and the men were cladded in suits, looking like they were there to close a business deal and maybe they were. Taylor was.
She had to meet Mr. Aron Knightley to discuss the paperwork of the job she was offered. Having enough of university and her job that paid good but was not enough, she needed something new and thats what Mr. Aron Knightley offered her, something new but there was a problem and that problem was Preston Knightley, the eldest son of Mr. Aron Knightley, he was soon taking over the company and Taylor couldn't be more furious about it. Preston was famous for his dating life, dating one woman during the morning and some other during the night, his life was rather adventurous.
Taylor met him a month ago in a place called 'Devil's Cave', a famous club where every elite person was found during the night. Taylor had thought that Mr. Knightley was going to be there but turned out, the other Knightley was there on that unfortunate night. When she went over to him, thinking he's the one who offered her the job as the editor in their company, she realised what a big mistake she had made.
Preston had offered to take her on a date the next day and made some inappropriate comments that had sent Taylor's blood boiling. In a bad way.
She wanted nothing more than to punch his face.
"Busy doing what ? Sipping champagne ?" Eric rolled his eyes.
Taylor opened her mouth to reply but couldn't when the devil himself appeared right in front of her with a bright smile on his face.
"My favourite woman on this planet is here ? I'm a lucky man." Preston's deep voice sounded rough to Taylor's ears, causing her to wince.
Harry had a deep, husky voice that she loved while Eric had a gentle, soothing voice, the opposite of Harry's and haven't hearing Harry's voice in five months, Preston's voice was a painful reminder.
"Leave me alone, you crude man." Taylor said through gritted teeth.
"Now, why would I do that darling?" Preston chuckled as he stood there with his hands tucked inside his pockets of his pants.
"Eric, lets get going." Taylor said and reached out for Eric's hand but was surprised when she found out that he staring at a woman who looked to be in her mid twenties, she was wearing a decent dress that reached her mid thigh and had a name tag. So, she was a waitress here.
"Looks like your pupper is busy ogling other women, a waitress is she ?" Preston's taunting voice was way too close to her ear. Taylor's head snapped to the left, "Step away from me." Taylor said in a hard voice and pushed him away with her hands on his solid chest.
"Scared of me, darling ?" Preston laughed softly.
"You should be scared of me, Preston." Taylor said in no nonsense voice.
"Eric, its time to go." Taylor said loudly this time and grabbed his limp hand.
"I-now ?" Eric stumbled over his words as he kept glancing in the girl's direction who was now standing against a pillar.
"Yes, Mr. Knightley can mail me the paperwork, I feel sick." Taylor said and faked a cough.
"I'll pick you up for breakfast tomorrow, darling." Preston said with a cheeky smile.
"You didn't even ask me if I wanted to have breakfast for you, bloody bastard." Taylor whisper-yelled.
"I don't need to." Preston winked and walked away with a loud laugh.
"That man makes me furious, the infuriating bastard." Taylor muttered under her breath.
"You infuriate me, can't do anything about it." Eric whispered in her ear and walked away too with a smirk on his face.
Taylor for the first time in her life felt defenceless as she stood there with the now almost empty flute of champagne and her other hand clutching the side of her black, sleeveless dress.
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This is who I imagine as Eric:
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