*Anne's pov*
"I mean,I haven't gotten him mad and he hasn't yelled at me yet and its been a couple of days. That's good in my book." I breathlessly said at camila as we were walking in circles,both trying to corner each other.
We were in our backyard and both of us were in our gym outfits. I wore a pair of jogging leggings and a joggers bra with my trainers. Camila was dressed in the same outfit only hers were in black and sky blue and mine were black and gray.
She managed to pulled her hair into a short ponytail while my ponytail was so long it was bouncing allover my shoulders.
"Definitely."camila swung her left fist at me followed swiftly by her right. I ducked and caught her right arm and twisted it to her back, holding it in a very uncomfortable way.
she turned around and used the arm I was holding her with to swing me to the floor but I landed on my feet.
"And you?how's all the sketching coming along?" I punched her and she just moved the other way to dodge my fists
"I'm..."she tried to kick me and i hit her leg as it was halfway to my face. She tried kicking again and I did a back flip to escape it."...working on it."
"Just don't over do it." She threw me two kicks and I got hit by one and landed on the floor and as she walked to me,I ran my legs on the ground and she stumbled on the ground. I had her in a head lock as she tried to break free
"I've been starring at a blank page for awhile."she broke free and got on me tried to punch me on the face but I slid away from under her and stood up,she followed
"The ideas will come flowing out. You've always been creative" she started raining down blows at me and I was blocking all of them or escaping them."its one of the reasons you're so good at what you do" I punched her chest and she stumbled back.
"For some reason,everything I draw is completely wrong " I hit her in the hip with my foot and watched her as she fell but then rolled and stood up. she held her arm out in a 'what the hell' way.
"Straighten your form and hold your arms up,you forgot that."
She made a run towards me and I gave her a double kick and she fell over,her back against the ground. She hit the floor with her fist and gave her my hand to pull her up.
"How come I can never beat you?" She took my stretched out arm and I helped her up.
"Because you always let your guard down. You've progressed a lot over the year.
"And also because you learned some martial arts from dad and he only taught me a little before he died." My face sort of went a little blank at the thought of my dad.
"Come on,that's enough training. How about we get a drink."we walked back into our home. Our mom knew us too well.
Every time dad took us out to do some training,our mom would make us some smoothies or lemonade. She made different ones each time,saying she was experimenting.
Just like old times,she made some lemonade. Mom was in a nice blue dress with her red hair sweeping on her shoulders as she poured us some cold drinks.
"Mom,you read my mind." Camila waited patiently until mom filled the glasses and we each took one.
"Hmm." I relaxed as the bittersweet juice filled my mouth.
"Mom,you're looking really well" I swallowed.
"I'm feeling well,honey. Better than I've felt in a long time."
"That's great. If you'll excuse me, I need a shower." I left both mom and camila there as i went into the bathroom.
Finally,I was done. I quickly closed my computer and stood up,tugging on my mini skirt. I was wearing a black shirt with long sleeves,a brown pencil mini skirt and some black sheer tights and my black heels.
I managed to brush my hair and leave it on my shoulders. I mean,I had to go shopping to get some clothes suitable for my new job.
Then I left and headed to mr West's office,i knocked and he answered so i went in and for the first time ever,he was looking up but only because he was making a phone call. The closer I got to him the more I could hear his phone call.
"Mon Enterprise fonctionne bien. Mon pére est probablement à l'hôpital." He spoke fluently.
My company is running smoothly. My father is probably at the hospital.
'Was that french?he speaks french?' I thought as I stopped walking.
I tried to speak but he shushed me with his finger and I took that as a sigh to stay quiet. I mean,I spoke french fluently too because my father was part french but mom was spanish so I understood everything word he said.
"Je lui enverrai vos salutations." He smirked lightly,which was a first. He never smiles and the little one he did disappeared just as fast as it came. "Ce don't nous avons parlé....c'est une affaire solide.
I'll send him your regards.
What we talked about....its a solid deal.
'He should smile more. He looks nicer with a smile.' I flipped my hair back as I shifted my standing form. 'it sounds like he's talking to a client.'
"Que dis-tu? Ah c'est le mot que je voulais entendre. Nous parlerons plus taid des détails. Prendre soin puis." This time his smiled widen.
What do you say? Ah that's the word I wanted to hear. We'll speak later about the details. take care then.
'We obviously got the deal. Mr west can sweet talk his clients like you wouldn't believe.'
As soon as he pulled the phone from his ear and faced me,the smiled faded and his everyday blank look came back.
"Sit."he told me. Nowadays when mr west calls me to his office,he gives me permission to sit down. The first time he told me I was like. "Excuse me?" Then he gave me a tired frown,I took action and sat quickly.
"Your meeting is starting in fifteen minutes,sir. And they will be arriving soon." I got up and got ready to go to my office for the rest of the day.
"Where are you going?" He asked as if it wasn't obvious.
"To my office." I replied
"No,you're going with me to the meeting."
"Really?" I sank back down into the seat I rose from.
"Listen carefully because I will not repeat myself." He completely ignore what I said and started giving me instructions. "You will come with me to the meeting, you'll sit quietly and take notes when I tell you to, you will NOT speak unless you are spoken to..."
The more rules he kept instructing,the more I became baffled.
"...you may as well be invisible."
'So,i only have permission to breathe?'
I wondered. The more he spoke,the more he walked around and by the time he was done,he was wearing his suit jacket.
"Yes sir." I replied as I stood up. He lead me and I followed behind him.
It was luck that I bought my notepad with me,I didn't want to have to go back to my office on the way to the meeting and I wasn't sure he would've waited for me. So we took the private elevator down and we stood side by side.
I had never been at a business meeting before and I was wondering what it would be like. Once the elevator opened,mr west and I came out,we met our clients at the far end,sitting. As soon as they saw us,they got up and everyone started shaking hands.
There was a man in a black suit,he had honey blonde hair,deep blue eyes and a growing beard and honestly,he was the most handsome of all three. He looked mr west's age and he was almost as masculine as him.
Then the second was a man who looked a bit older than mr west he had on a cyan colored suit,black shirt, tie and brown shoes. The third was mr west age with dark brown eyes and hair. All three looked wealthy, smart and sophisticated.
"Mr west." All of them exchanged greetings
"Hello. Its a pleasure to see you again"
"The pleasure is ours mr west." The man in the black suit said. As i stood next to mr west,I thought no one would pay attention to me. "And who is this?"
"She's my assistant."Mr west replied immediately but that didn't do justice since the man turned to me.
"What's your name?" He had such a masculine voice that seriously matched his entire self.
At first I looked at mr west and then he gave me look that sort of said 'go on'
"Annabell Branson,sir. Its a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
"Same. I am Nathan saintgnue. And that is mr Santiago and mr peña " he gestured towards the man in the cyan suit and the one with brown eyes. I shook hands with Nathan and smiled at both of them.
"Can we get back to the reason we're all here?"
"Of course." We all passed through the floor and I saw some small meeting rooms,big ones but we settled on a medium even if there was just five of us.
During the meeting mr west and the others talked about stuff and I didn't know almost everything. But I did manage to understand some of what they said. All the research was paying off.
I was seated at mr West's left and whenever he needed me to write something down he would whisper my name. It wasn't really necessary, I've always had a photographic memory but I guess it was for him. Pretty soon,the meeting ended and we they were getting ready to leave
"Well, mr west,we will look into that. We'll be meeting very soon" they did the customary handshakes and this time it included me."miss Branson,if you ever get tired working for me west here, I'd be happy to steal you from him." He said to me as mr west stood with the other men,talking. we walked a few steps ahead and they stayed where they were. Since we were done,I was headed to the door but mr west was still talking so both I and mr saintgnue stood together.
"That's a generous offer mr saintgnue but it is mr west who hired me first." He smiled at me and I returned the gesture. I wondered why he was so interested in talking to me. He was this gorgeous looking guy with broad shoulders. The more I thought,the more I could feel my cheeks starting to get red.
'Oh,kill me now'
"Oh,please call me Nathan." He checked his watch."And i have a plane to catch"
" A plane to where,if you don't mind me asking."
"Australia,my hometown."
"I knew it. I knew you looked like an Australian." As I said that he laughed. "But you don't have an accent."
"I do,i just switch sometimes" he said in his original accent,the Australian one.
"I've always wanted to go to Australia."
"Well,when you do,find me." He almost cut me off with how fast he answered me.
"I will." I replied just as fast.
"If you were my assistant,you'd have to go"
'He isn't going to let this go,is he?'
"You are...impossible" I said. I then remembered he was my boss's client,my fingers touched my lips as if to shut myself up.
"Its okay,I like the fact that you spoke freely. Being a millionaire...you hardly see anyone who's comfortable around you."
I glanced at mr west and he was still speaking to the others and when I looked back I caught Nathan looking at me.
'What?'
"What?"
"I would like to get to know you better. Just as friends." He spat out Just out of the blue.
"I don't think mr west would like the fact that I'm-" he cut me off
"I'm sure he'll manage." He ran his hands through his silky hair." We are going to be seeing more of each other." He smirked at me and I looked at my side thinking for a second.
'Why do all attractive guys have dreamy eyes?!'
"Alright,Friends." I said,not finishing the sentence and he got it.
"That's all I needed."
we saw all three of them approaching us.
"We'll be seeing each other soon,I hope." Mr west nodded towards both of them
"You can count on it." Nathan nodded back to him and his eyes caught mine before we walked out of the room.
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Hello dreamers!
I took a little break to celebrate EID with my family (p.s i am a Muslim.)
I thought I told you guys that already. My bad. I spent hours and I finally wrote this. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Don't forget to share,vote and comment.
Bye dreamers!❤
Listen to Am i wrong by Nico & vincz for this chapter.
Anne's outfit.