🌹R O S E🌹

🌹CHAPTER NINETEEN🌹

"You need me? I find that hard to believe" I say, the last sentence was more directed to myself and not something that I wanted him. "Believe it or not, Ms. Ace, but I need advice from a woman and if I'm not mistaken you're a woman" He says in a 'duh' tone.

I roll my eyes at him. "Can't you get advised from that woman, Kitty, wasn't it? Since you know, the two of you are close" I say, I don't dare looking at him. My eyes are all over the place, anywhere but him. "What, you jealous?" He asks, or more hinted.

I make a disgusted face. "Gross, I wou-" I start to say but I'm cut off by the driver telling us that we have arrived to that florist shop. Mr. Knight goes out of the car, and I follow behind him. I'm a bit angry at him, I can't believe that he would suggest something like this.

Me, jealous of a girl that looks like a stripper, no way. I have only once been jealous in my entire life and that was of this girl that had higher grades than me. But, that jealousy only motivated me to work even harder and eventually I got better grades than her and I was the top student of the class.

We will definitely be discussing this later on. The florist shop is rather small on the outside, but colorful. Because of its small size, it is more likely to get overlooked by a lot of people, though I believe the colors are what brings people in.

The building itself is bright yellow, almost neon like yellow, and the outside is decorated with flowers, in every size and color. We walk inside and color and nature scent fills my nose. It's smell amazing here, like if you were taking a hike through a flower field, only this time the scent is more powerful, but it's good.

The flowers are so beautiful. "Mr. Knight, welcome. It's such an honor to have you visit" An older woman speaks, I'm guessing that this is Mrs. Theary, she's the only one here. "The pleasure is all mine" He says to her and then they start to have a conversation with each other, like old friends.

The woman doesn't notice me and I think she doesn't want to notice me, and Mr. Knight makes no move to introduce me or even speak to me, so I don't do anything. I slip away from them and look around the shop. The flowers are so beautiful.

I've never seen such beauty in my entire life, and I'm a bit ashamed for not studying flowers and nature while in school, I should have because I've clearly missed out a lot. But, my body automatically goes to the roses. Roses in many colors are by one shelf and I can't stop staring at them.

The colors are what drew me to them and the beauty, and the fact that I grew up with roses. In the distance, I hear them still talking and they don't seem like they want to have me around, but none of them stop me from looking at those roses.

If my business idea doesn't work out, I think I'm going to start a flower business. I mean, it's nothing like I've ever seen before. This is my first time in a flower shop. Being here makes me feel these feelings that I've never felt before, and I don't understand them.

Then Mr. Knight comes into my mind and the feeling inside me only grows. I feel blood rush to my cheeks. I shake my head a bit to desperately try to get him out of my mind, I don't want to think of him. He's an idiot and he has always been so rude to me, then again he's always rude to everyone.

Even this sweet old woman, he talks to her like any other person. He's rude, that's for sure. But, I have no idea what they're talking about and I don't really care. After I've been watching those roses for a few minutes now, studying each and every one of them.

I take one white rose out of its container and hold it in my hands, the stalk is a bit wet from that water that was in the container. I'm careful to not cut myself of the sharp thorns. The colors aren't the only thing that I love about roses, the thorns.

Even though a rose is beautiful and the colors always draw people in, it has thorns. It might be small, but it will protect itself. I've always found roses fascinating. People used to tell me that I was just like a rose, that I lived up to my name on that.

That I'm beautiful and I'm kind, but I will strike when threatened. I guess there is a bit of truth in those words, I might become sort of evil when I need to be. I can definitely get angry enough. I hold the rose in my hands and I just look at it, admiring it.

"Ironic, isn't it? Rose holding a rose" Mr. Knight suddenly says, he's now beside me. I hadn't noticed him coming over to me. The woman is also beside him. "Ah, the white rose. Excellent choice, like yourself, the white rose is beautiful, innocent and kind. Represents true purity. Most overlook it because of the lack of colors, but picking a white rose does say a lot" The woman speaks.

Her voice is kind and she clearly knows what she's talking about, she knows her flowers. "It may not have color but it's unique and holds its own beauty" I say, or blurt out of my mouth before I have the chance to stop myself. Both of them look shocked at my words, clearly not expecting me to say them.

"We must go back to the office, it's a busy day" Mr. Knight says before he starts walking out of the shop. I put the rose back to where it belongs and turn to look at the woman. "Your shop is so beautiful, it's definitely a place that I would like to visit again. I believe I would enjoy it" I tell her with a kind smile.

She returns the smile. "Thank you for your kind words. It's such lovely thought to know a young woman such as yourself thinks so highly of nature. It doesn't happen very often nowadays, back in the day, everyone loved flowers and this flower shop was the biggest one in the business. However, it was nice meeting you, Rose Ace" She says.

"And I you" I tell her, as I turn around and head out of the shop. I notice that Mr. Knight has already sat down in the car, not even bothering to wait for me to come. I guess he's in a hurry and I will have to ask him about that. "Ms. Ace" Mrs. Theary calls, just as I was about to open the door.

I turn around to face her. "Don't give up on him. Love always finds its way when it's too late, don't let that happen to you. Embrace the feelings inside you, instead of ignoring them and shutting them out" She tells me, I give her a confused look, I don't understand what she's trying to tell me.

"I won't" I say and smile. "See you soon" She only says and I walk out of the florist shop and into the car, where Mr. Knight is waiting for me. The driver starts the car. "What part did you need me as a woman to help you?" I ask him, looking directly at him, wanting to get answers from him.

And it's about time he gives me some. I don't understand this at all, we didn't stay there for long, and he didn't even need me. "Ms. Ace, that is a mystery" He only says with a smirk and a hint of wickedness in his voice. So, this is just another cruel game to him.

"I should be working, you should be working. Both of us should be working. It's not good to skip work like this to do whatever it is we did. That reminds me, what were we even doing there? You didn't buy anything, you didn't do anything and you certainly didn't need my help with anything" I say with anger clearly laced in my voice.

This man always makes me angry, not matter how much I try to calm down, I can't. He has this strange effect on me and I'm not exactly a fan of it. "I might not have bought anything but I did learn a lot. Like school" He says with a smirk, is he seriously comparing this to school.

"What, you learned how to talk to people or visit a public place?" I sarcastically asked him, not even wanting him to answer my question, it was never a question that I needed answering. "No, I learned what types of flowers you like. I should have guessed, it's kind of obvious" He only says.

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As we arrive at the company, Mr. Knight goes out of the car and I follow right behind him. I'm furious, I yelled at him the whole ride about how he's an idiot and a jerk to me and other people. He really needs to hear those words, but he doesn't even listen to me.

It's like he doesn't care about how he treats people and how he feels like he's on top of everyone and everyone have to catch his shit, it doesn't work like that, but sure feels like that. Throughout my scolding, as I like to call it, he looked bored and uninterested.

But, he never interrupted me or cut me off, he never said anything. He just listened, but not listened to me while I spoke or yelled at him. We go into the building in silence and in the elevator, neither one of us says a word. I've said enough and even if there are more things I could yell at him, I decide to hold something back.

I can't just yell at him about everything, he is my boss and I'm already close to the red line. The red line means fired. I know he told me that he wouldn't fire me, but I haven't even seen him angry and I don't want to see that, I will definitely be fired, no matter what he says.

I may have seen him angry, but not furious. I've read that he has a short temper, and I don't want to find out how sort it is. I walk into my office and he walks into his as we walk out of the elevator. Sitting by my desk, I take a deep breath before I start working.

For the rest of the day, I didn't see him, but I'm rather grateful for that. He took about forty minutes of my time to work here. He doesn't understand that working means everything to me, it's my whole life and I will never stop working, not even when I'm old.

Working is my passion, my everything and nothing comes above it. It's more important to me than you know. And, he's making a joke about it, it doesn't make me feel good. He always makes me feel horrible. Either about myself or work, but I guess that's just him.

And, I can't stop rambling about him, I don't know why. He's always on my mind and I hate that. I hate how much I think about him when he clearly doesn't think about me or cares about me for that matter. If he would care, he would have left me to work while he had gone to that florist shop. I leave the office and go into the lobby where I'm met with strange surprise, one that I wasn't expecting.