*Hale Sokolov*
I finally cleaned up my shit for the night, getting ready to close.
"Pa wants us to come to Russia for a month."
"When?"
"Two months."
I hummed.
In Russian:
"Why were so bothered with knowing about her relationship with my client earlier?" I asked.
"Am I not allowed to be interested in a girl now brother?"
"Oh fuck off. You know what I mean." I rolled my eyes.
"Because. I wanted to know. You need nothing more than that information."
"Pa's gonna be mad you're not focusing on a Russian woman. You're gonna fuck up his pure bloodline." I joked.
"Fuck you."
"She was a cute little thing hm?" I sat back.
"You too?"
"I'm not blind. I know you were pointing her out to me for a reason."
He smirked, leaning against the wall.
"What do you say? Bring back our young years?"
"We've fucked women together. Nothing more." I warned.
"Who says we can't? If I take her, you're gonna get jealous and that piercing in your cock needs a sweet girl to warm it. You're too mean to make an effort. So it's a win win for me." He shrugged.
"Who knows if she's coming back anyways."
"She will."
I rolled my eyes.
"If I get her, do you want in, yes or no?"
"Maybe."
"I'll take it."
-
I woke up, showering.
I was so over tattooing right now.
I looked at my phone and saw a missed call from my father.
I ignored it, figuring he called Lore when I didn't answer.
I put on a shirt and jeans.
I got on my bike and made my way to the shop.
-
I got done with my first easy 2 hour appointment.
Lore finally came in.
"We have company." He said and I came out from my room.
Lia and that girl.
"Why are you here?" I frowned.
"Rude. Anyways, I saw you needed a receptionist and here she is." Lia nudged her.
"That's truly not necessary. It's totally fine to not have me as one." She glared at Lia.
"You didn't have a choice to not come?" I asked.
She turned around, her wrists cuffed behind her back.
"Little sister argument is all." Lia grinned.
"Usually people apply themselves and have consent to want to work here." Lore crossed his arms and I looked away, trying not to laugh.
I regained my composure and looked at the girl.
Brown eyes, brunette wavy hair pulled back in a low bun with spare pieces left out.
She was gorgeous. Freckles speckled her face, her lips plump and soft.
"You look German." I said and she looked at me.
"I am German." She mumbled.
I nodded.
"If she takes those off, are you bolting or willing to apply?" Lore asked.
"I'll apply. If I run she'll follow me." She glared at Lia.
"I got state for track in highschool. She doesn't have a choice."
"Why does it matter to you?" I asked.
"She doesn't have a stable job and has a thing for Russian men."
"Oh my fucking god Lia." Her head fell back in frustration and red spotted her face and throat.
Lore looked at me and quirked a brow. I rolled my eyes but couldn't hide my amusement.
"I'm assuming you're older?" Lore looked at Lia.
"Two years." Lia grinned, proud.
Still holding onto an angry and embarrassed woman.
"How about you undo all this, leave and wait in your car, and we can talk without your pressure hm?" I offered.
"My pressure? What're you-"
"You heard him. Undo the cuffs and go please." Lore said and she scoffed, grabbing the key from her bra and undoing the locks.
Her hands were free and came to cross over her chest.
Lia gave her a look before leaving.
Her eyes were on the floor and she was clearly feeling some type of way.
"You don't have to be here if you don't want to." Lore frowned.
"It's hard to have a choice." She turned to the door and glared at it.
"How about we hire you on the spot to get her off your back and help you out a bit?" I offered.
Lore glanced at me, almost shocked.
"It's okay-"
"No call it a favor. It's a job and all that, maybe one day if we need help you can just owe us one." I shrugged.
"Really." She seemed hesitant.
"It's no problem and more help for us." Lore nodded.
"Alright. Thank you." She gave a small smile.
"Come in tomorrow at noon, we'll show you the systems and shit you gotta do." He told her.
"Done. Thank you." She smiled.
"Sure thing, Nora." He nodded and she turned, leaving.
"A sweet little thing hm?" Lore smirked at me.
"Nora is her name?"
"Eleanora but people call her Ellie. I don't like that."
"Nora." I hummed.