Mrs Xavier.

Xavier 's pov

"Mr Xavier." my secretary calls as soon as I step out of the elevator.

"good morning Mr Xavier." she greets, earning a nod from me.

I sigh when I realise I have forgotten her name, again, not that I care.

This is business.

"Mr Xavier your father called." Mrs no name secretary says as I walk to my office.

"what did he say." I ask eyes forward.

" he requested to see you." she adds.

"and why." I ask Coldly and professionally.

"that he didn't say." she replies almost immediately.

"but he did say it's important." she quickly added jogging to keep up with my pace.

I stop and, stared into space.

"cancel my schedules for today." I order before slamming the door behind me.

I hope it's worth it.

*************

I parked my car in front of my parent's mansion and hop out, tossing my key to the butler before making my way inside, and towards my dad's office.

"you requested to see me". I ask rhetorically as I barge into the office taking a sit opposite him.

He set the file he was reading on the table and adjusted his glasses.

Just like the old man he is.

"It wasn't me your mom wanted to see you"he scowls holding his hands up in surrender.

Mom?

"what." I utter completely shocked "she is back."

"yes." he reply then fix his gaze behind me.

My body turned stiff at the sound of heels clicking.

oh no.. Not again....

"You little douchbag." Mom yelled as she pulled me off the chair with my ear.

It there's anybody I am scared of its mom, and my sisters 'the devil themselves'.

"Ouch "I squeak in pain.

"Hey mom" I say smiling trying to avoid what I know is coming.

"Don't you dare hey me young man. " She snarls then release my ear "You didn't even called "

"sorry mom, I was busy." I apologise.

"Sorry." She snorts. "You weren't the one who had to go to Florida to attend to a fucking business deal." She snap.

"Language hon.... "Dad scolds, mom glares at him making him shut up midway.

That lady is one hell of a beast when she's mad.

"And you have to start attending business related parties, I can't keep doing it for you."

"but mom." I whine.

"You have been avoiding it for too long " she responds. "How ate you going to win new clients, if you don't even want to meet them."

"I can have someone attend to represent me." I reasoned hopefully.

"No "she reply sternly "I don't care how you are going to do it, get a 'p. a' or something, or am calling your sisters on you "she hollers as she makes her way out of the office.

Oh no.

Those girls almost made me model a thong.

Yes they almost made this cold CEO model a thong.

Then 'p. a' it is.

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Pari's pov

"Come on pari put this on." dad orders handing me an apron.

"But dad my shift is over " I scow hands crossed.

There's no way am staying any longer here.

"You know Lillian is sick, You need to fill in for her, pls sweetie."

"No."I shake my head in disagreement.

"Pls honey." dad draw giving me the puppy eyes.

"Urgh, okay." I groan. "Just stop giving me the puppy eyes."

Well that's another thing we have in common. 'The puppy eyes.'

"thanks sweetie." He smile, then dump the apron in my hands.

I put on the apron and walked to the front of the counter my eyes fixed on the clock'7:01"I groaned inwardly.

Oh great another two hours with these rich brats.

"Waiter"someone called obviously a girl.

You could tell from the sharp pitch voice.

I walked towards the table with a big fake smile on my face.

"Your order pls." I ask camly.

"Get me a plate of Cobb salad and a French wine." she orders arrogantly.

"Be right back " I mutter trying my best not to roll my eyes.

"Make that fast." she scowls her eyes fixed on her phone.

Jeez how I wish I can slap those makeup's off her face, I wonder how she would look like.

I gave her my biggest smile and made my way back in the counter.

"She's really a handful, isn't she."Jason asks from behind the counter.

"Believe me she is worst than Cinderella's step mother." I reply handing the written order to him.

He smiled as he arranges the order.

"Isn't your shift over."

"Yea, Lilian is kind of sick so boss said I had to help." I mutter tapping my fingers on the counter.

"Well good luck over there." he says with a low chuckle "here."

"Thanks." I smile as i collect the tray from his hands.

"Anytime." He winks with a boyish smile.

I return the smile and walked back to the table or you can say 'the witch's den' I gently place the contents of the tray one after the other on the table.

"Aren't You going to pour the wine." She snorts as I turned to leave.

I grittmy teeth to stop myself from saying something stupid and pour the wine in the glass cup before her.

One step, two step, three step, I am free i celebrate mentally as I walk away from the table.

"Hey you" jeez can't you give me breathing space.

I retraced my steps back and stared at the girl who have been a source of frustration to me.

Am so gonna murder someone.

"This is not what I ordered for." she snap pointing at the glass of wine.

"I said red French wine."

I frown staring at the glass containing the blue substance and fixed my eyes back to the bitchy witch sitting in front of me. God knows remember clearly she said French wine, she could have just said red French wine when ordering.

The common wine around here is the blue French wine.

Jeez seems like she likes watching me suffer, this wine is definitely coming out of my pay check.

My poor salary.

I quietly place the French wine bottle and the glass on the tray I was holding and turned to leave but instead bump into something hard making the wine in the glass spill.

Now I really wish its a wall.

(Authors note:well guess who she bump into. Next chap coming up. please rate and comment people. Love yal. ADIOS.)

Pari's pov

"What the fuck" the wall in front of me swear.

I am so in big trouble.

"Oh my God am so sorry." I quickly apologise.

"Sorry, can't you watch were you are going to." The wall snap.

I look up to meet the wall I bumped into and I swear my stomach did a double flip, standing before me all in glory is 'Mr Xavier' his white shirt now blue with the help of the blue french wine.

Jesus, this is so much worst than I taught.

"Well you should also watch were you are going to." I retorted shocking everyone, including myself, he shouldn't put all the blame on me since we bumped into each other.

"What did you just say." he snarl closing the space between us, now I can hear cameras clicking.

"I said you should watch were you are going to." I repeat, a little bit louder than the first.

He's rich, I know, but that doesn't means he has the right to treat me like trash.

Damn rich people.

"You should watch your mouth little one, I can sue this restaurant for assault."

"Well Mr 'i can sue you' do your worse." I scowl as I walk past him giving him a bump in his shoulder and practically ran all the way to the kitchen.

Damn I screwed up big time.

Why do my mouth always work faster than my brain, now am in so much trouble.

"Miss Stephen Pari." Dad calls camly from behind me.

"Dad am so sorry.... I didn't mean.. "

"Yea, Yea I knew this was gonna be a bad idea." dad said with a frown on his face. "Considering how big your mouth is compared to your small brain."

"Me too" I sigh.

"But you did handed his ass over to him, my little girl is growing up." he chuckles wrapping his arms around me for a bear hug. "That was epic"

"But dad the restaurant." I pout as I try to pull away from him.

"Don't worry I will take care of it." He says, a soft small smile visible on his lips.

"Dad am so sorry " I apologise in between tears.

"Cmon even if you had not said anything I would have done the part of handing his ass to him." He place his two hand on his waist, in a super man style, making me giggle "now go home and rest I know you are tired."

"Aye, aye captain." I salute, he chuckles and made his way out of the kitchen.

********

I twist and turn on my bed trying my best to sleep, but my mind wont just shut down, does it happens to everybody or am I just special.

I sigh and decided to check the phone.

Four missed calls from Shelley

Two messages from Shelley 'my best friend '

And one message from kelvin 'my brother'

Shelley :omg parrot tell me you are not the one on TV.

Well parrot is the nickname she gave to me.

Shelley :call me when you see this message

Kelvin :hey sis I won't be coming home today, I am having a sleepover at Derek's house.

Ah liars am sure they are going clubbing.

I then decided to call Shelly.

"Parrot." She shrieked from the other side of the phone.

"Hey shell I said rolling my eyes."

"Omg parrot you are all over TV and magazines."

What did I expect he is a billionaire after all

"I know." I breath out my voice came out barely as a whisper.

"Pari are you okay." Shelley ask her voice laced with worry.

"He is gonna sue the restaurant." I whine

"Oops " that's all you can say.

"But you handed his ass over to him pretty well." She chuckled

Wait why do everyone keep saying that, I groan inwardly.

"See you tomorrow shell"I cut the call not waiting for her reply

This is going to be one long night..

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The next day was pretty much normal after class I went to the restaurant and now my shift is over but there is still no sign of Mr Xavier, but of course we have been summon to court, lucky us.

"Dad am out." I shout as I pick my bag and head for the back door. I check my watch '7:15' jeez its getting late.

I walk in the empty street kicking anything in my way, well literally anything that won't hurt my leg.

What am I going to do it they decide to shut down the restaurant, I still have one year to go in college and I have to wait for some time to get a job. The restaurant has been our only source of income since that bitch 'my ex-stepmom' striped us of our wealth.

Damn you Mr Xavier.

"Hey you." Someone calls, I turn to see a figure resting on a car, jeez nice car but me been me, i ignore and continue walking.

"Hey you, little one" The person called again, wait nobody calls me 'little one' except 'Mr Xavier '

"What do you want." I ask my voice steadier than I expected.

"Well." He says walking towards me and stopped barely a feet from me. "I am here to talk."

Talk about what.

I swallow the lump in my throat at the close distance.

"Talk." I ask clearly confused.

"Yes." He replies in a icy tune"am dropping the case."

I stood still, and am sure the word 'shock' is written all over my face.

This can't be real.

"And whats the catch." I ask as a sly smile found you its way to his

lips.

"Seems you're very clever." he says adjusting his tie. "I need you to assist me "

"Assist you." is he jocking.

"Yes." He answers "be my personal assistant."

************

Xavier's POV

I stared at the two files in front of me, and take a sip from my black coffee debating on which to look through first, I decided on the file containing the list of eligible P. A's an soon got bored I drop it back on the table an pick the other file containing information's about the girl from De marts ( Pari's father restaurant). After flipping through the pages I figured out her name is Stephen pari, 21Years old, has a single parent and one sibling, visited six different countries, attended fuston high and studies business.

"Hmm, she studies business "I said to myself as my lips curve into a sly smile.

If dad won't let me sue the restaurant this would be a perfect revenge.

This would be killing two bird's with one stone.

********

Pari's POV

"Yes." he answers. "be my personal assistant."

"What.... "

"I will be waiting for your reply tomorrow at starbucks by 10:00." He says as he turn to leave.

I stared at him as he got into his car and drove off as I realize I don't really have a choice. The rest walk home was filled with thoughts of what to do, and as I arrived at my doorstep I made a decision.

(Authors note : haha another chap for you, for those who don't understand xaviers pov is after the night of the I incident. Don't forget to rate and comment. Love yal. ADIOS.)

Pari's pov

I quickly felt for my key in my bag and open the door, I sigh as my my stomach grumbles stating its need for food.

Oh gosh am so hungry.

I groan as I made my way to the kitchen, time to cook.

45 minutes past.

"Pari am home." Dad hollers as I set the glass cup on the table.

Perfect timing

"Dad." I yell "dinners ready." I say as I take my sit by the table checking if I got everything set.

"And where is kelvin." Dad ask as he takes his sit the table and dig into his food.

"I haven't seen him since this morning." I shudder as I remember the mess kelvin was as he stumbles through the door this morning, probably the effect alcohol.

"He stays out late this days." He mumbles "guess I will have to talk to him about that."

I sigh as I twirl my fork in my plate.

"Is there something you're not telling me." dad ask eyeing me suspiciously.

I open my mouth to talk but was cut off by dad.

"Don't tell me you're pregnant." dad gasp as his eyes sides in horror.

"What." I choke as I grab the glass of water in front of me and down it in one gulp. "Hell no dad, I am not pregnant."

Gosh... He does have such a wild imagination.

"Good." he breaths in relief "so what's it you're not telling me."

"OK, we got two good ones and a bad one." well more like one good one and two bad ones. "So which one do you want to hear first."

"Hmm the bad one." Hee reply shoving more food in his mouth.

"OK....... "I stretch "I have to quit working at De marts."

"And the good ones."

"Mr Xavier is dropping the case, and..... " I pause playing with my

fork.

He raise an eyebrow telling me to go on.

"I got a job as a p.a at X&O, You know the multi billion naira company." I blurt out as I wait for his reaction.

"How did you do it." dad ask as his eyes lits up.

"Well you know me and my magic." I said playfully.

"Yeah, like daughter like father." He says proudly making me chuckles.

Me quitting De marts isn't much of a big deal since its temporary, that's until I get a new job, and I suck at the waiter job after all.

I smile as I dig into by plate of pasts and egg sauce, maybe this wasn't such a bad ideal after all.

But deep down I know Mr Xavier doesn't wants me to be his personal assistant cause he likes me, this is about his stupid ego that can't let the drink incident go

If he want revenge he ain't gonna get it.

Pari's pov

I walk towards my mirror hanging beside my makeup table checking oy out flection for the fourth time this morning.

"Hello there sexy." I greet my self as I checkout dressing, which is a blue ripped jeans and a light blue T-shirt that says 'sexy bitch'

I know its totally my style.

"Let's go get some bitches." I wink at the mirror as I made my way downstairs.

"Dad am out." I holler as I strode down the stairs.

"Aren't you going to have breakfast." Dad asks as he takes a sip from his black coffee.

Urgh I wonder how people drink that thing.

"Nope." I reply popping the p "I am late."

"Hmm pari have you heard from kelvin." dad asks then he sets down the newspaper he was reading.

"Nope." I reply again popping the p.

"Umm pari." Dad calls when I got to the door.

"Yes.... "I groan, turning 180° to face him.

What's with all the questions.

"You aren't wearing shoes" He deadpans.

"Really." I huff, my eyes now on my bare foot "that's why its feels so cold."

*************

I enter the building. The room is filled with the scent of early morning coffee.

Huh...... perfect place to have breakfast .

I look around and found the place completely deserted until I spot a familiar figure sitting at a table in a secluded corner at the other side of the room.

'Seems he booked it for the morning ' I mused walking towards the table.

"you are late"he says looking at his watch.

"Sorry." I apologise before taking a sit opposite him.

He must be a time freak.

Am just 7 minutes late.

"May I take your orders." A waiter who literally appeared out of thin air asks.

"Yes, I want a hamb..... "

"No." Xavier replies, cutting me shut "we will order after the meeting "

"What, but am hungry."

"You can order after the meeting." He repeats this time sternly.

"Then let's start." He states, then brings out some files from a bag I didn't notice until now.

"I have your class schedule, when you not in class you should be at work." He pause as he looks at me "so don't even try to fool me"

"You are to assist me in the office and to business occasions "

Hell, no. I hate those rich parties, I remember when I was six and my ex-step-mom would make me go with her. Geez its so boring, well I can just quit on my first day of work, I thought as a ghost smile took over my lips.

"You can't quit until six months over." He says as if reading my thoughts, making the smile on my lips disappear as fast as it appeared.

Is he reading my mind.

"I am not reading your mind." He says again.

"How did you know what I was thinking." I asks suddenly afraid, what if he is an alien.

"Cause that's what people like it would think." He scowls.

"Excuse me."

"What." He asks sharply.

"Well that's what idiots like you would say." I mutter to myself.

"What did you just say." he snarls.

"Nothing "I smile innocently.

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