Her Forever (Book 2)- Chapter 8

Rosalie

After quickly gathering myself from the intense stare-down from Mr. Storm, I walked over to the kitchen cabinet and quickly fed Macaroni. The scruffy little thing was all I had. I remember finding her when I was 10 years old in a dumpster behind an old restaurant where I washed dishes. The poor thing was meowing, half-starved, and had only looked like it was a few weeks old. Being the young girl I was, the only thing I could feed it was some macaroni. I could not go out to buy food for her because I had no money. So the calico cat’s name was then dubbed Macaroni. She kept quiet in the house and only meows when I could lock myself in my room.

Washing dishes with my then foster father was brutal. The dishwasher was always broken at the old restaurant s***h bar, so he took it upon himself to use the foster child for some manual labor. The checks from the state weren’t enough, so why not use me instead of hiring the evening/late night washer.

ni some regular cat food, I pulled out the one suitcase I had and started packing the few clothes I owned. I often wore the one tech uniform I was given at the Real Estate office and on occasion wore a pencil skirt with a nice white blouse. It honestly didn’t take me long to pack; I didn’t have much. Even the furniture in the apartment was left by the previous owne

asn’t too far, but still, what little possessions I had I was going to protect.

didn’t feel like it was a choice. I was getting paid 4 times the amount that I was receiving now, plus my student loans would be paid off. It all seemed too good to be true. In all honesty, it probably was

nd rushed through my nightly routine. I set the gorgeous dress on top of my suitcase and layed down on the squeaky bed. As I was trying to close my eyes, I heard a slight “ping” noise. Looking around, I couldn’t figure out where the noise came from. It didn’t sound fami

Ping

e it

dy to be read. Looking around the apartment, I opened the messages to the touch phone. They were from my new boss.

ack Storm- 1

eep it with you.

orm- 12:0

ms Rosalie.

eith, Jeremy, and Jack. Wow, my whole life’s friend list.

w would I react to that? How did this phone even get in here? It was late, and I didn’t want to

rring lulled me to sleep.

…

d kept drifting in and out of consciousness, waiting for someone to break down the door.

ng to be complicated. Andrew was my supervisor, and he was not going to be happy that I was leaving. Grabbing my laptop and my keys, I bid a farewell to Macaroni, and she gave a long yawn as I shut the door.

er you need to go today.” I looked up at him, still shaking as I held my laptop to my chest. I didn’t move. Actually, I couldn’t move.

you alright?” I could tell from his husky voice who it was.

one’s eyes could be frightening to me; like they said, eyes are the windows to the soul. Upon seeing his eyes, my tension finally started to loosen.

” There was some yelling coming from the other side of the line, and the man in the suit was bowing his head. I had finally stopped shaking, and the phone was handed back to me. I held it up to my ear. “I will make sure the bodyguards take their glasses off, alright? I’m sorry they scared you, Kitten.” He almost cooed. I was still

right. I was just sur

ed anything. I’ll see you tonight, Kitten.”

he led me out the door to a black SUV.

d by that fact. He was starting to grow on me, even though we’d only known each other for the duration of the short drive to the office.

ll after your date!”

I put my bag on the desk. Tony took the liberty to stay at the entrance of the floor to give me privacy.

?” Her smile grew wide and mischievous. I gave her a quick smirk.

ox of photos and plants. “What is that?” I questioned Amanda.

you around.” She grabbed a nail file from her purse and started shaping her nails.

at? Are you serious? Ho

. I know Jack… we are all from the same community,” she babbled.

gently.

mail again, the dumb grump. “Yes, Mr. Andrew?”

t to say anything because I needed the job. “I’ll be back at my place around 3 to finish packing. I’m sure you are probably doing the same?

smiling and laughing. It was a strange, new thing but I was growing to enjoy feeling happy.

of quitting and not having a good reference in my field kept me here.

ny’s look, he didn’t like it.

“My bodyguard?”

tepped forward.

was out the window.

ekly.

act.” I signed that I would not work any IT during the daylight hours but not a contract to stay here.

me having to stay here!”

next 5 years, you are all mine.” He threw his head back and laughed. “You also signed a payment freeze, so there will be no raises for you either.”

not fair; I knew once things got good, they would come crashing down. Another lie. Lies have surrounded me from day one. I try and trust people, only to be disappointed, now twice by this man. Sensing my defeat, Tony stepped up only a foot away from Andrews. He looked scared but tried to contain

oing between the two. Neither of them said a word, but the more time passed, the more Andrews began to shake. Honestly, it felt so good to see such a douchebag shake in fear. If he peed his pants, it would

contest was over, Andrews stood up and straightened his tie. “Thank you for your hard work, Rosalie. You may pack your things a

a smirk and nudged my arm to leave. I didn’t say another word to Andrew and went to gather my things. I was finally free.