Upon going downstairs I saw Elissa had made food for me, with a sticky note on the fridge saying, "Enjoy the food dear, and your wife is lovely"
Wow, so she had gotten Elissa on her side too. Now, good thing me and Zake have the same opinion on her.
I heard a mumbled voice coming from the living room and went there.
I know it's her but where the fuck Is she?
I came over to the sofa which has a big headboard on it, not allowing me to see over it. I bent down and saw Rozella curved up in a ball mumbling incoherent words.
This girl!
I left her there hoping she would wakeup and go up to her room. Turning off the tv, I head towards the kitchen. I opened the fridge and found 2 plates of spaghetti and meatballs. Two? Didn't Rozella eat? Maybe she wasn't hungry. None of my fucking buisness anyway.
I microwaved my plate and took it to my bedroom.
I put my dirty plates in the dish washer and went to the stairs. Upon realization, I went to the sofa and saw her still laying there all curled up and smiling. Why doesn't she just go up to her fucking room?
I took the stairs and was on the 3rd last step.
Fuck it.
I went over to the sofa and picked her petite body and lifted her up bridal style. My mom said I should do this once the bride enters the house as the ritual but I didn't want to be in any from of contact with her so I didn't, guess Iam performing the ritual now.
She was a real lightweight, doesn't she eat anything?
I took her to her bed and laid her down softly, I pushed the blanket on top of her and closed the lights.
I saw her closet light open and closed it too.
I got out and went to my room.
Today was a really tiring day at the office.
When is it not?
Many meetings came and went by and it was really difficult to handle them without an assistant.
I thought over what Zake said and decided to talk to her about the offer. I mean it's not an offer cause she has no choice.
I never went by a day without an assistant, but knowing all my assistants are either flirting, seducing or cannot do a simple fucking task, I decided to take the risk and make her my assistant.
I went up to her room and entered.
I saw music blasting full on, I don't even fucking know what shit was on the speaker but it was making me cringe.
I looked over to the bed and saw Rozella in her bunny pajamas dancing on top of the bed and a hair brush as her mike.
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