SUCKS. My life sucks!

Let me tell you a brief story about my life; to start, my name is Kiera Trinity Mallory but the registrar might had cross-eyed or drunk, instead of letter E it was changed to a letter A. My name was officially registered as Kiara Trinity.

Number one. I am the only child of Zoey and Logan Mallory. I always dream of having a sibling, but I didn't get a chance to have either a brother or a sister. I felt jealous every time I saw my friends with their brothers.

I have a frizzy red curly hair that looks like orange in the sun and like instant Chinese noodles. I always got bullied when I was a kid because of my hair, no matter how mom tried fixing it with a hundred of hair clips it won't just stick together. I got plenty of freckles all over my face, I'm sure you know how my face looks like. 

My eyes are maybe my best asset? they're green like a tropical forest but many girls have green eyes too. Dad loves me so he called them an emerald-green. My lips? Just ordinary, nothing much to say. Okay, maybe red full lips because I have a pale skin that makes them stand out? 

I'm not tall neither short; just an average height I guess. I lack in the chest size but I don't have to use the push-up bra that the women are using these days to show off cleavage. 

So much about my physical appearance. Well, one thing I suck at? Is math. Who loves math anyway? I hate it because it just gives me a terrible headache at the end of the class.

Thank God, I passed and graduated college with Business Management major in Finance. Well, I have to shift my love of Art to Finance to prove that I can still function and solve numbers without his help.

Don't raise your brows because I have good brows too that my friends are envied at. Thank God they're not red.

I was one of the luckiest students to get a full scholarship sponsored by the Hughes Industries. Though my parents work with them until now, I do believe that I still deserved the scholarship. 

Another suck; My best friend since grades school hated me to death. He broke my heart and I cried for months, not only because he hated me but because he was my crush since I learned how to walk. Funny, right? 

I never had a boyfriend until my senior year in college. Well, that was a year ago. I met Oli during my senior year, we clicked right away until he asked me out. Everything was perfect, we laughed, we fought, we reconciled, we made love and he was so perfect; caring, loving and thoughtful until he proposed. Did I say yes? Of course, I love him and he was my first boyfriend and everything, okay he was not my first kiss.

But like I said life sucks! I found out that he was suffering from leukemia. No matter how I cried hard my eyes out every day and night, nothing gonna change the fact that he is indeed dying. He died six months ago when we were about to set a date for our wedding. See? The fate is just playing with me. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate my life. 

I've got great parents and great best friends. I love them so much. But my life is about to be doomed when I heard a month ago that Mr. Peter Williams is retiring. I've been working with him as his assistance since I started my internship and I'm about to get a real position at the finance department at Hughes Industries.

"K! Sorry I'm late."

My head snaps to the brunette of five foot eight inches gorgeous woman wearing a light pink Dior dress, blue Louboutin stilettos with her blue Manolo Blahnik clutch bag. I stand up from the chair to meet her.

"It's just like two minutes and twenty seconds, Lizzy," I say after our girly kisses. Did I mention who Lizzy is? The heiress of Hughes. Well, she's the boss' daughter. She runs the marketing and advertising department and my ex-best friend's big sister. 

"Where's Saph?" she asks, sitting across the table.

I notice her driver/bodyguard always on full alert like one of the Men in Black agents. 

"She texted me half hour ago, she said she's on her way,"

Lizzy chuckles."Maybe she had a fight with her twin again. I heard from uncle Phoenix that Xandry doesn't like Matt."

"Oh, I don't like him too but who am I to judge. Saph likes him though." I sip my caramel Frappuccino that I ordered while I'm waiting for Lizzy to arrive.

"I don't think Saph is serious with him, you know her, she has a thing with a bad boy and he isn't," Lizzy replies then looks at me like she wants to say something.

"What?" I ask.

"You know he's coming back, right?" I freeze in my seat. I feel my surrounding suddenly getting smaller, I feel claustrophobic and I shiver like I just soak into a tub full of ice water. I nod slowly.

"I'm sorry, K," she says sincerely, reaching out for my hand.

"It's okay. I can handle him like I did before," I say softly while playing with my engagement ring. I never take this off even Oli was long gone. It reminds me of him.

"That was three years ago, K." 

"four years ago, Lizzy," I correct her.

"But you will work with him eight hours a day, five days a week."

"And?" I ask.

"You're both kids that time and it's been years since the last time you two see each other," she insists.

"What's your point? And we're not kids that time, Lizzy. We're both adults."

"When was the last time you check his social media account?" she asks with scrutinizing looks.

"Almost four years ago," I answer slowly with hesitant in my voice, "after he left, why?" I never checked his social media account after that. I know his password but I never tried even to check if he changed the password or not. 

"See? That's what I mean," she says then sipping her green tea. 

"He still hates me and I'm sure he will make my life in living hell. Ms. Mallory, make my coffee, bring my dry clean, send this, do this, arrange dinner with, fax this, do my presentation, oh did my bitch call? Go fetch my dog, feed ducks, get me a copy of Jack Reacher's first edition oh Ms. Mallory, did I tell you."

Lizzy laughs until she's red holding her flat stomach while I'm mimicking her brother's voice.

"He might change his accent now," I say slowly.

"Meh, he's still the same annoying Bash, but I love him, you know? I hope he'll break up with that bitch Dana before he will come back. I don't like her for my brother."

My heart had been stabbed like a thousand times every time she mentioned that name. 

I hate letter D. Ugh! 

"It's all my fault that he hates me, Lizzy and I can't blame him if he'll torture me at work," I say guiltily. I've cried to sleep when he literally threw me out of his life that night. I was beyond broken.

"I don't think he is that immature to mix the misunderstanding you had before with work. He'd grown up, K."

"I don't think he's even pleased to see me. Does he know that I'll be his temporary assistant?"

She shakes her head.

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 I sent a text message to Lizzy that I can't come to the welcome party because I had to visit Oli for our 1st year anniversary. I know it sounds lame because I went in the morning and the party was not until almost midnight. But to be honest I'm not ready to face him; I still feel guilty until now.  

I look at the mirror one last time, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I'm bracing myself to whatever he'll throw against me when he'll figure out that I'll be working with him for eight hours every day for weekdays. I've been practicing my speech since yesterday after arranging his schedule. 

I get out from the ladies room while wiping my sweaty palms on my skirt. I'm breathing deeply like every ten seconds. What's wrong with me? 

Pretend like he is your new boss that he is an arrogant prick who hates women, K.

A text from Lizzy.

LIZZY_ he's in the elevator now.

Shit! 

After a few minutes. I'm done arranging the file and that's when the door swings open. I thought I was ready to face him again, but it's a total bullshit! I'm never gonna be ready. 

Relax! Play cool.

No, I can't! 

Oh, My Darling! He isn't the old Bash, my best friend once for years. He changed a lot! I should have followed what Lizzy told me to check his social media account so that I won't be swooning in front of him and in front of my effing boss! 

He's hotter than the molten lava! He makes me sweat under an effing sun in the summer! Our gazes meet; his gray eyes look surprised.

Doesn't he know that I'm his personal maid now? 

I hear him calling my name, Trinity. He was the only one called me that name and I really miss it, I miss that coming from his mouth. I miss his voice. I have to blink many times to push back the thought. 

"Mr. Hughes, Good morning! Welcome to your new office!" I greet him but to call him by that name like I just swallow a fish. I hate fish, it's nasty! 

He's beautiful brow furrows.

I continue. "I hope you like the setting of your office and I hope the interior fits for your liking but we can still request and change ju-" he raises hands showing me his long fingers to stop me. 

My heart pounding in my chest. I feel my face heated when our gazes meet again. I have to break it because he's hypnotizing me by those gray orbs that I once took a closer look at. My lips dry instantly.

"You didn't come to the party my family threw out for me two days ago," he says in a low voice. Is he expecting me to be there? Wow! 

I grab some files on top of his desk that I placed them perfectly and grabbing the iPad where I saved all his appointment and my daily routine. I'm not supposed to do this but I can't just fidget in front of him or gawk at him for the rest of the day. I hug them to my chest gracefully to somehow calm my racing heartbeat. 

"I sent Lizzy a message that I couldn't come," I reply nonchalantly, then I continue to avoid stuttering, "So, as you know already, I'm your new assistant; temporarily and my office will be adjacent to yours," I simply say pointing at the door to his left. I look at him like he's my man-whoring boss who cheated on his girlfriends. 

I tap on his schedule in my iPad; it's company property actually.

"You have a meeting in less than ten minutes." I look at his schedule and read it to him like a normal assistant-boss conversation.

"Trinity, just leave the meeting for a while, will you?"

I swallow hard when he moves closer to me, I feel the everything around me disappears and the heat in my body radiates. 

"Okay, you're the boss. I placed all the paper works that have been left by Mr. Peter Williams," I agree and gesture my hands to the file that Mr. Williams left for him.

"I'm not interested in that either," he snaps.

I almost collapse. Oh lord! please give me some magic to turn into an ant or at least a portal to transport me to the other world.

"What happened to you, Trinity?" he asks looking at me intently. I can't help but amazed at how he looks so handsome right now. 

"What happened to me?" I ask back, pointing at myself. "Nothing happened bad to me, Mr. Hughes. If you don't want me as your assistant, please just ask the HR for my replacement," I answer with a firm voice. 

Thank God! I didn't stutter like I always when I get nervous.

"That's not what I mean," he says. I act like I'm not affected; it hurts though and I want to die right now.

"Stop calling me Mr. Hughes, you're my best friend,"

"Was."

"Ex-best friend, Mr. Hughes, you are my boss so it's proper to address you as--" I answer quickly but he interjects.

"I am your boss, so do as I say." He sounds intimidating. 

Shit! He's angry. 

"Sure," I answer defeated. I look down at the empty chair in front of me. I place Down the file that I took as my shield.

"I came to see you before my flight to U.K but you were not there. You went to your grandparents in Boston." He starts talking and I can't help but listen to his deep baritone voice; his sexy voice. I miss it 

"I want to apologize that day and take back our friendship, Trinity but you didn't even answer my calls and reply my messages," he continues.

"It doesn't matter, that was four years ago." I continue my facade.

He snorts. "That's it? I mean you just wasted our friendship for years with just one mistake I made and you made mistakes too, Trinity."

I face him, he's the one who yelled at me that night and pushed me away from his life. "I don't want to be your friend, Bash! Can't you understand that? Your friends, classmates, and girlfriends thought I am just your slave, I'm a dog in your leash, your personal maid!" Boss or not I don't care. I could lose the job that I love but he kept pushing me like it was my mistakes alone. 

"Did I listen to them even once? How many times did I fight for you against them? How many times did I choose you against my girlfriends? How many times did I defend you against those bloody idiots, Trinity? How many times?!" His voice makes me sink down the floor.

"I don't care. I have friends now. I'm sure you made friends with Brits." 

"You're such an immature!" He snaps.

"You're an asshole!" Oops! I shouldn't have said that.

"Watch your language when you're in my office Trinity! I'm still your boss!" Shit! He sounds angrier. And just his voice almost makes me jump. He did really change a lot, he's more intimidating, more mature and hotter. I don't mean that last word.

"My apology, Mr. Hughes," I say silently by force.

"Don't I get a welcome back hug?" he asks with a soft voice this time. My head almost snaps to look up at him.

Bipolar!

This man is unbelievable! 

"That's very unprofessional. Meeting in less than four minutes, Mr. Seb Hughes will introduce you as the new CFO." I didn't realize he moves closer to me and grabs the iPad from my hand forcefully.

"Dinner with Luke; to discuss the engagement?" He taps it and reads louder. He almost drops it to the floor then throws it to the empty chair that serves our gap. I watch as his jaw clenches and breathe deeply.

He walks away without a single word slamming the door behind him. 

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