……….Tiffany Lawrence………..
I saw a lady straddling Mr. Larry and they were kissing each other nonstop. I felt hurt and jealous. They stopped as they noticed a presence in their midst. Mr. Larry pushed the lady slightly and adjusted his clothes when he saw me. I folded my arms requesting an answer.
"Umm… Tiffany, this is Khloe, my new secretary, and Khloe, this is Tiffany, my son's nanny," he said, itching his head. Khloe seemed aghast; she moved closer to me, stretched her hand for a handshake, and said,
"Nice to meet you, Tiffany. I had no idea my boss had a son. It's funny, right?" she asked, chuckling. I smiled back and shook her hand. It pained me that Mr. Larry could do this; he would have probably taken it to the next level if I was the one in his situation. I left them alone, heading to my room. I don't care about him anymore; if he doesn't love me, then I have to move on from him.
I sat on my bed, flashes of their kisses ran through my mind, and my eyes welled up with tears. I couldn't date James because of Mr. Larry, but he could do this to me, and it hurt me a lot. I muffled out sobs but wiped my eyes quickly as I heard a knock on my door. Mr. Larry entered,
"Umm… how was your date with James?" he said, resting his body by the wall. I laughed hurtfully, that was all he could say after what he did and I replied,
"Yes, do you love Khloe?"
"Khloe is just a fling. I don't know if I love her or I am playing with her, and I need your help to cook food for Khloe and me."