The billionaire's love.

I still couldn't believe what my father had just said, no, better he had gone crazy, more than crazy. Fortunately, on the steps, there was something to hold on to, otherwise I would have fallen.

"Dad, what are you asking me? To marry your driver?! Dad, I think you're not well!" I said, completely stunned.

"On the contrary, I'm perfectly fine" he answered with confidence.

"No, Dad, I don't think so. Who do you think you are to decide who I marry or not? And even if you do, you choose our driver, Dad?" I replied.

"You always got along well, if I'm not mistaken," he contradicted.

"Getting along is one thing, I do it with all the employees. To get married is another, this poor driver of low level does not deserve me and I say no dad you are not going to force him to marry this less than nothing unable to feed himself ".

"You shut up Eva! I've made my decision, I was just telling you. You are going to marry Joel and that's that!"

"We'll see about that..."

I turned away with a black look at this guy who pretended to be my friend just to stab me in the back but it won't happen like that, me? Ngo Essoum Eva, the daughter of an influential man married to a simple driver, an employee I will not let this happen.

Much earlier...

.. Evans Osei ..

I was looking out the window half soaked we are here in Ghana more precisely in Accra and here we are in my family home we are rich and have an inconsiderable fortune. I am 30 years old and I am a great engineer and architect I do both and own a big real estate agency in my name to make my business prosper.

I step away from the window and take my towel and dry myself off by putting my foot on the bed. After a few swipes of the towel my cell phone rings on my dresser. I pick it up and answer it as soon as possible.

The call finished, I get dressed and go downstairs to meet my little family for lunch.

"Hello everyone..." I greeted.

"Ah the little prince of the family wakes up" my sister replied.

"Shut up Sonia!" I addressed my younger sister.

I approach her and flick her on the head to this crazy woman.

"You touch me again, I'm going to hit you," she said angrily.

"Stop it right now. Evans sit down and eat!" my mother said.

Mom, still getting angry I took a seat next to my sister and started to serve myself...

"How's business?" asked my father.

"Very well, I have just been called to go to Cameroon for a while for the construction of a big building near a ministry" I answered.

"But that's a long time to wait for it to be finished" said my mother as she served me.

"I know, but I'm doing it for the money, remember?" I continued, taking my plate.

"Aren't you looking for a woman before you leave?" my mother asked as she took a bite of her meal.

"Him mom? Not even in my dreams!" giggled Sonia.

"Shut up, young lady, you don't know anything about it" said Mom.

"This madwoman is right, Mom, everyone knows me and everyone knows that I have a huge fortune and all the girls here are not really to my taste" I said to calm the situation.

"I was able to find a girl who will be a perfect wife for you, but she doesn't like money and..."

"we don't really know people mom..." cutting her off.

"I don't think she's a bad person, you can marry her before you leave so she knows she has a family."

"I'm going in two days so it's not worth it plus my wife is going to be my choice and no one else!"

So I started to eat and then a silence remained in the room for a while before my father spoke up. "You're not going alone I hope..."

"No, I'll go with Joel, he's Cameroonian, his presence will be very useful to me," I replied.

"It's not a bad idea but this departure is rather precipitous".

"I think so too but it was arranged with my secretary since I was so preoccupied with my house that I had forgotten to tell you about it".

"Provided that you come back with a beautiful sister" teased my sister.

"No way! I want a Ghanaian for my son" retorted my mother in a demanding tone.

"You can see that he doesn't want your Ghanaian mother!" insisted my sister.

"Shut up!"

They are like cats and dogs these two. Anyway, I quickly finished my breakfast to pack my last things in my office I had to be operational for my trip ...

I went down to the car after having greeted the housewives.

Here is my faithful driver waiting for me near the car.

He said "good morning sir" opening the door for me.

"stop the formalities Joel I prefer Evans I told you!"

"Yes sir... Evans!" he replied shyly.

"We're going to the office first before we get ready" He got into the car first.

"We're going to travel tomorrow, Evans?" he said.

"Yes, that's how we'll do it!".

He starts while I take out my tablet to make some adjustments.

After 10 minutes of driving, I notice that Joel keeps looking at me, I stop for a moment and tell him.

I stop for a moment and tell him: "Tell me Joel, I'm listening".

"I wanted to thank you again, it's thanks to you that I am what I am today..." he says while looking at the road.

"Stop thanking me, you say it all the time".

"It won't be enough, sir".

"It's okay, stop it, now you know that I don't like emotions, it's okay, you understand. We are already here" I said, closing my tablet.

We have arrived!

He opened the door for me and I got out to enter the office.

"Good morning, sir" my secretary greeted me.

"Hello Larie, I want the files of the last week in my office, the last hotel sales of the month, in short I want everything, I will be away for a long time" I answered in a hurry.

"Yes sir, I will put everything on your desk".

"Thank you".

I gave him a smile and left to rush off to work to get out faster and go home.

That evening I went home and cleaned up my stuff and packed my bag for my trip, my sister kept teasing me about it.

Finally, the day of departure arrived and I said a quick goodbye to my family so as not to take too long, I know my mother too well.

"Don't forget everything I gave you, please" she said to me, dejected.

"yes mom..." kissing her.

We let go.

"Call us when you get there" she reminded me for the umpteenth time.

"yes mom" already annoyed.

"Thérèse stops it does not go away for ever " launched my father.

"Mom is ALWAYS like that dad well anyway goodbye big brother think about us ok?" said my sister.

"I promise" and gave him a kiss.

We started very early to arrive around 8 pm we stayed me and Joel in a rather luxurious hotel I would not know how long I will stay there let's say throughout my stay.

The next day,

I got up early to be able to see the work site before I started. I put on a very simple work outfit when I received the call from the secretary of the minister in question. Joel and I quickly went to the site.

I said to the minister, "Yes, I will make a model, you will see it, believe me".

"Thank you, the construction must be done very quickly, we have no time to lose" replied the minister.

"I will not stay here either".

"Don't you like the country?" he worried.

"I don't know, I arrived yesterday and I haven't seen much..."

"if you want a guided tour I will offer it to you with pleasure and don't forget the house that I propose you to stay in!".

"No problem, I'll move in tonight, thank you for your kindness" I declined.

We shook hands and I said goodbye to him, I was a little hungry so I suggested to Joel to take me where he could find the best place to eat. It's his country so I trust him.

"You won't regret it, this cafeteria is very good and chic Mr. Do a tour, I'm waiting for you" my driver reassured me.

"Good".

I got out of the car and went straight inside to get an energy drink. I had work to do so I had to hurry, luckily I had FCFA on me to pay.

Out, I open my bottle when I see a group of girls of three a priori approach me they look quite rich and approaches in direction of me, my glance stopped net on this brown girl with the black hair of the medium, fine and very pretty I had the mouth open.

I did not realize that they approached more and more of me when I received like a burning glass on me then cries.

"You fool! Can't you watch where you're stepping?"

My energy drink wasn't with me anymore so I guess where it landed....

I try to raise my head when it's a slap in the face that greets me.

"Eva why did you do that?" asked the girl next to her.

"He stained my shirt from France, do you think I'm going to leave this? The waiters here will learn to respect important customers. Imbecile!" the arrogant stranger, the famous Eva, shouted back.

I was still in shock, she dared to slap me? Is this a joke?!

Stopping my cheek, I raise my head to see her well to tell her what I think and wow I could not believe such a beauty from the front ...

TO BE CONTINUED...

.. Eva ..

Again this damned maid as every morning she comes to wake me up for breakfast it becomes exasperating.

"Get out now!" I shouted, throwing my pillow at her face.

She rushes to pick it up to give it to me, thankfully she knows she doesn't I'm going to make her life hell in this house.

Once recovered, she stands in front of my door again.

"Bitch, I asked you to come out!" I said angrily again.

"M... m... ma'am, your father and mother-in-law asked me to make sure you get off right away" she stammered.

As if this witch cared about me, I throw a fiery look at the servant and push her myself to the door despite her cries of pain I don't let go and exit, I hit the door in rage. Who does she think she is to dare to stay in front of me?

I am Eva and I am the princess of this great house as well as my father's. I would not give it up to anyone, not even my stupid mother-in-law, the best friend of my dead whore mother who ended up marrying her husband after she died with her lover.

Anyway, I'm 24 years old and I'm a top model, let's say I love fashion, I'm a model in an agency, I would say I've always loved fashion since I was a little girl, I used to walk the catwalk, I love the catwalk, when I was a little girl I always won various beauty prizes in high school too, I always won Miss competitions at the fairs, which increased my popularity. I was born to shine and to live in luxury, that's one of my golden rules, I will never marry a poor man, I aim high, like first lady, wife of a ministry, big and powerful businessman, I have confidence in myself, I will get it, I get everything I want without any exception.

I was about to go take a shower when my phone rang, it was a beeping message. I grab it quickly and it was a group message from Victoria.

''we'll meet at the palace cafe in 2 hours''.

I smile, finally a project of exit I do not make very often since I have no boyfriend I prefer to devote myself to my small career of model. I throw the phone no need to answer I do what I want.

I go to shower then I dress very simply but very pretty I make 3 turns in front of the mirror I am as always '' beautiful '' I am the fruit of a very beautiful union which made me. I can finally go down.

Downstairs.

I arrive as a queen, going down the steps to the bottom.

"It was not too early young lady!" my father greets me.

I come to give him a peck on the cheek and I dodge my beautiful mother who was coming to give me a peck too but I go to sit next to my father.

She says to me "hello Eva" while sitting down again.

I take a slice of bread and some butter, I start to spread my bread.

"Cassandra just said hello to you," my father said with a slight tone of anger.

"I didn't hear anything dad" I answered, aggressively.

"When are you going to change and stop being so temperamental, Eva!" Dad snapped, banging his fist on the table.

"Let Robert go, it's okay..." Cassandra calmed down.

"Did you hear that?" taking a bite of bread while making my cup of milk. "She said it's okay."

"Stop it, Eva! I don't even know why I didn't send you to your aunt's retreat!" shouted Dad again.

"I'll tell you why, because you love me dad and I told you that if you send me on my way I'll kill myself so don't you dare!" I replied.

I could see that he was angry but I didn't care.

"Let Robert she will never understand, do not forget that you are also a woman, you blame me for the love I had for your father but you see that we both love each other and we are together" calmed Cassandra again.

"I correct you MOTHER IN LAW, my father remains with you only by pity because you are sterile".

"EVA!!!"

"And to whom do I owe this? You! You are the one responsible for all this I blame you worse than you blame me you killed my baby!" she began to scream in sobs.

"I am not a murderer" I complained.

"I just want you to know that you're a woman too. We all go through situations that we think are only for other people, but they always end up catching up with us, Eva!''

She gets up in tears and leaves, blah, blah, blah.

"Eva, are you happy? When are you going to change?" lamented Dad.

"Dad, you should blame her, not me."

"And why? Because she loves you and doesn't do anything to you?"

"Because she took my mother's place!"

"didn't she love you like a mother?"

"I don't care, Dad. I'm stopping her hand. You know the only reason I'm still here is for you."

"Or because you haven't found your rich man who can support you. If you had, you wouldn't still be destroying my marriage. Cassandra is my wife, Eva, and that's it, you hear? I'm telling you my daughter, life will teach you a lesson if you continue like this!"

"I will never suffer I will marry the richest and most powerful man alive" I said with confidence.

I get up, I was no longer hungry." JEANNE!!! Come pick up the leftovers if you are hungry..."

My father was watching me just shaking his head he told me more than once to respect Jeanne because she was much older than me but too bad!

After having kissed my father again to go out to join my friends, I enter my car I drive it alone I do not need a dirty and sticky driver. I start and stop outside seeing the plate outside '' looking for a driver ''. I assume it's for my father but that's not my problem.

.. At the café ..

I arrive a little late, I get out of the car and see my friends already installed. I get closer to her.

I say "Hi girls".

We kiss each other. I take a seat.

"Miss Ngo you took a long time" said Victoria.

"She's a princess" followed Lanie.

Lanie has always been my faithful little bitch, the one who respects me less is Victoria, we are several but well the girls and I form a clan of rich especially that we are only three to have taken the model.

"Stop with your lessons Vicky and tell me why we're here" a waiter approaches and I give him a sign. "coffee to go!"

"Well girls, since our career is taking off, I suggest we celebrate, don't you think?" began Vicky for a change.

"What do you think, Eva?" asked Lanie.

"Of the three of us, it's my career that's getting better and better, and how do you propose we celebrate?" I said proudly.

"A trip for three, my parents gave me a jet for my birthday, so let's do a quick trip and have some fun" she proposed.

"I don't think that's a good idea and I don't feel like it either, I think we should just keep working on it!

The waiter came to bring me my coffee to go, I get up.

"You're leaving? But it's not over..." said Vicky surprised.

"For me it is... it's almost time for my rehearsals!"

"Yes, I'm going with you too," said Lanie.

Seeing that she was going to be alone, she followed us so we started to drive.

I was slowly making my way to the exit when...

"you idiot!!! Can't you watch where you're going?" I said angrily.

My coffee was out of my hands, this idiot got it on him.

He tries to raise his head and I give him a big slap. Does he not know who I am? How dare he get in my way, he could have cleared the road and now I could have his drink.

"Eva, why did you do that?" said Vicky, stunned.

"He stained my white wine from France, do you think I'm going to leave it? The waiters here will learn to respect important customers. Idiot!"

That's when we faced each other.

.. Evans Osei ..

I have never seen such a beauty with bewitching black eyes in my life. Just by touching my eye I received an electric shock in one go.

"And he dares to look at me?" she slaps me again. "What an insolent person! Who do you think you are?!"

From the corner of my eye I could see that Joel was watching the scene so I reached out to stop him from intervening.

"Do you know who I am? Do you know how much that stain costs? All your miserable little salary won't be able to buy just the fabric of this garment, you punk!"

What arrogance, beautiful but arrogant. Not being able to take it anymore, I raise my head to answer him.

"That doesn't give you the right to slap me, we are not negotiating anything together!" defending myself.

A girl near her says to me:

"Hey! One does not speak thus to Éva remains in your place".

My place? If she knew what she was talking about...

"Leave it. Listen to me carefully. You better not meet me again or you'll know what it feels like to be punished by me" she threatened me as she came closer.

"You have to tell your boss. Eva..." said the girl from earlier.

"No need, Lanie, if he cares about himself, don't let him see me again. If not, he'll know what it's like to mess with Ngo Essoum, Eva, no one has ever raised their voice to me, you won't be the first. Pray we never meet again!"

She pushes me and leaves, followed by her friends.

Oh yes we will see each other again, where does she think she is? In a telenovela? Or in France to scare me? We are in Africa now...

Seeing her leave, Joel approaches me.

"Mr. are you alright? Why did you stop me from intervening?" he worries.

"It's not serious, it was just a slap.

"Two Sir, but who does she think you are?"

"She's just a spoiled girl, I can tell" wiping my cheek.

"I'll take you home I saw a phone call from the ministry's assistant, the house is ready we'll take you there today if it's possible I'll prepare everything".

I followed him to the car and we left for the hotel as agreed, although on the way I kept thinking about this beautiful foreigner with bewitching black eyes. It was the first time that any woman marked me by her beauty or her insolence, which made me want to correct her every time. In my life, I have never been confronted with a person so self-sufficient in Ghana, they are more polite and submissive.

"Shall I put the stuff away sir?"

Pulling me out of my thoughts, I just shake my head in agreement.

I helped him put everything away a bit and then we followed the instructions to get to this famous minister's house. It was located in Bastos, an upscale neighborhood of Yaoundé.

Once installed I started to make the model of the building project in question but if I can be honest I was not able to concentrate, what Joel was able to see...

"If I may say so, sir, since you left the café you have been very pensive..."

"I can't hide anything from you..." I replied in confidence.

"Tell me sir and if I can help you" he worried.

"I don't know how to explain to you what I feel since this girl and I met.

"Do you like her sir?"

"I wouldn't say it like that, we just met for a few minutes".

"Well, sir?"

"She told me her name was Ngo Essoum Éva. What I want you to do is to find out all the necessary information about her, I want to know all the details without any exception".

"Are you sure sir?"

"I need to know more about her, I must say that she made an impression on me..."

"Well, sir, I'm at your service, I'll do whatever you want."

I don't know how but I had the impression that this girl and I will not stop like that.

After having dinner, I started to work to finish with the model in order to quickly launch the construction site soon...

.. Two days later .

Two days had passed and I was working hard on the project and already had the outline on paper, I was looking at it when Joel came in.

He put some files on the table next to me.

"So?" I asked.

"I was able to find everything you need, she lives with her father and stepmother. I'll take the files. She's 24 years old, she's modeling, she's still training and from what I've seen she's a very arrogant, capricious girl, she despises everyone, she doesn't care about anything, just herself, and she's very ambitious" he filed.

I made a small smile.

"like to be rich all her life!".

"Believe me it's not worth it to want to know more about her, just focus on your work so we can get home faster. Besides, her daddy fixes up the business minister we work with."

"I don't know why I don't want to. Joel, this woman had an effect on me that I can't explain when we first met. Here I see that her father is looking for a driver".

"That's right. But sir, you only saw each other for a few minutes. Besides I told you, she is very arrogant how do you want to see her again after this declaration of war at the coffee shop" trying to dissuade me.

"by teaching her something..."

"What do you mean?" he asked confused.

"I just had an idea... I'd like to know, you still have your files right?"

"Yes, why?"

It doesn't take me long to think of brain level plans, I'm very creative.

"I'll need it, we're both going to change places."

"sorry?"

To be continued...

.. Joel ..

I am very grateful to my boss Mr. Evans who has been a major player in my life. We had met on the street 2 years earlier when he was on his way home from work, I was managing at that time as a mechanic, some of my colleagues were constantly seeing him passing by so they planned to assault him. Being aware of the plan, I couldn't let them do it so I defended him and the one who ended up getting stabbed as a result of that assault was me.

Mr. Evans, being a grateful person, took me to the hospital and took care of me and paid all my bills. When I got better I went back to work but the boss who was in on it fired me so I was out of a job and at worst I hadn't paid my rent so I was kicked out and had no one to stay with so I started wandering the streets until one night the good Lord put me back on his path as he drove by in his car.

Thanks to him I had a place to live, he hired me as his personal driver and took me under his wing and made me what I am today. I will always be grateful to him, he became a friend and even a family.

For this reason I find ridiculous this crazy plan that he's making there because of a simple girl even if she's haughty and unpolished.

"You are a refined man of the high society, you are very rich, you have projects here in Cameroon and you want to convert into me, why do you want to do that?" I said to him trying to reason with him.

I said to him, trying to reason with him: "I want to be his father's driver!" he said, convinced.

"If you want my opinion it's a very bad idea, already my papers are in my name and moreover it's a question of identity, you're not going to take my card and your stuff too?

"calm down I'll manage them all, just I'll break into this house to teach this girl a good lesson".

"but sir you're seriously out of your mind this girl is blinding you so much? You have more important things to worry about right now.''

"she told me herself that if we met again she would make my life hell you should know me Joel I love a challenge and I can't wait to see what she's going to do when she has to see me every day".

"you have a project going on what are you going to do with it?"

"From now on I'll be Joel and you Evans, it will only be for a while to have some fun here during the construction period".

" you start to worry me!"

"You don't have to worry, I'll fill out the necessary paperwork, I'll sign everything, I'll make the models and I'll explain it to you''.

"It is a madness this history is going to finish badly I feel it".

"I don't. Come with your papers and I'll take care of mine. I'll use your CV and some of your identities".

I know my boss well, I think that he thinks that handing over this girl is his responsibility, but he is wrong and now a new chapter is opening...

.. Eva ..

I get out of the small outdoor pool of the house in my little bathing suit it's rather nice, I tie my cloth around my waist and go to take place on a chair not far from there that I installed. I'll sit there and think.

After last time's incident with that wretch I had to change my clothes before going to rehearsals where I did well of course. I was drinking my juice in deep thought when I hear Jeanne's voice.

"When are you going to get off my back? You want me to hit you before you understand that I don't want to see you anymore" I said coldly annoyed by her presence.

"Excuse me Madam but it is your mother-in-law who asked me to come to call you" she answered me trembling.

"Go tell my dear mother-in-law that she can keep her call where I think! Now get out of my sight!" resuming a comfortable position.

"s... She asked me... to... make sure you come with me" she stammers.

I stand up to face her.

"But didn't you understand what I just said?"

I was about to hold her up when I see her niece, Rosie, storm in.

"Miss... don't do anything, it's me that your mother-in-law sent to call you, I was a little busy making dinner" she said nervously.

"Get out of my sight right now!" I ordered.

I yelled so loudly that they walked away without me having to repeat myself. I took my coat from the chair, put it on and left to join my "mother-in-law" as I told myself not to see her in the house again.

Once inside she was in the living room sitting in the dining room, I go to join her.

At the sight of me, she gets up. "Hello dear".

"Hello Cassandra, so I can know what's wrong with you for disturbing me like this?" annoyed.

"I just wanted to talk since your father isn't here!"

"we have nothing to talk about and I don't need to remind you that you and I are not very good friends!"

"I beg you to respect me I could be your mother!!!"

"but you are not. I don't know why you brought me here though you know we don't get along!"

"You are the one with the problem, not me. I am your father's wife and I deserve some respect''

"To you? The whore who waited for my mother to die to steal her husband?"

A slap landed on my cheek.

I pull myself together and turn to her with my hand on her cheek.

"You dared?" I said, completely furious.

"And I'll do it again if you continue to treat me like shit and I'm your stepmother! Don't interfere in my marriage anymore, just mind your own business and let your father and me live our marriage, I'm done, you insolent little girl!''

On these words, she left but she is sure that it will not stop there...

.. The evening came...

My father came home so I went to bed quietly waiting for him to look for me desperately until he entered my room and found me in tears lying with a lot of pills on my night table...

"What's the matter with you my darling?" he worries.

I looked at him "...".

"Answer me what's wrong?" insisting.

At that moment, my "mother-in-law" slowly entered to find out what was going on. The games could begin.

I began to sob to open the hostilities and in a choked voice I replied "ask your wife daddy!"

He turned around in Cassandra's direction.

"She hit me today, you know no one ever did, and I've had a splitting headache ever since, I'm not well, Dad," I continued.

He turned on her very angrily, "Is that true Cassandra?''

"Yes, I slapped him today but..." she stammered confused.

Splash! She didn't have time to finish her sentence that my father had already given her a good slap worthy of the name.

"Nobody lays a hand on my daughter!" he shouted at her.

"But... she's so sassy and if you knew what..."

"don't say anything more you don't care anymore my daughter it's me who does what I want to her now out!!!"

She carried out the words of her husband while I was gloating inside after that she will not dare to approach me.

When she came out, my father came back to me. "Is everything okay, baby?"

"I want to be alone daddy".

"Do you want me to call the doctor?"

"No, it's not necessary, I'll be fine, don't worry, just go..."

I let out one last tear before he left. I could now gloat that my plan was a success.

I would say even better because after two days my father had kept me away from my mother-in-law I didn't have to see her face all day long...

So I was in the middle of an outing when my dad called me out that morning.

"Are you leaving?" he asked me with a worried face.

"Yes I have to meet the girls and go to rehearsals you haven't left yet?"

"No, I'm going to get a driver candidate, I think it's the last one, it's really urgent, I need it, I'm really busy!

"At your stupid driver Jaffet who left like that!"

"He had obligations to his family in Bamenda and I couldn't do anything about it in this war zone''.

"So what? He's at your service and nobody else's is an obligation! Anyway... I'm going to go, see you tonight!''

I kissed him, I always liked that since I was little, even more when we were in Europe.

Who would have thought that when I walked through that door I would come home to find the shock of my life...

.. Evans ...

"You worked with Mr. Evans Osei?"

"That's right Mr. I was his driver exactly two years ago in Ghana!"

"Why did you come back to the country?"

"I was far away from my country and I wanted to come back".

"Did you part on good terms?"

"Yes, yes, sir".

"I ask because I heard that he is in Cameroon for a construction. I must confess that I have never seen him, just heard he is a very discreet man".

"I confirm it".

" It is not serious if you separated on good terms that is fine with me! Your profile interested me a lot among all the others, that's why I wanted to see you in person to judge you, I urgently need a driver. I am in the delivery of construction materials and it is not easy to manage everything including my security I need a man of confidence!"

"Should I understand that I am hired Mr.?"

"You are, welcome".

"Thank you, sir."

We shook hands.

I've been preparing for this job and this new identity of Joel Bessomo for two days. With this background, no one could refuse him the job. Of course Joel was against it but he had no other choice...

For me the real delight of this plan would be the face of the French princess when she will see me again at home.

Her father and I went out of his little office so that he could show me the whole house and tell me all about the family members and employees.

"My daughter's name is Eva and my wife's name is Cassandra, so you'll get used to their presence. My daughter is not easy to live with" he concludes.

"no worries I will get used to it!"

I had made myself rather handsome for the first meeting just to shake up Eva a little.

"do you live somewhere around here?"

"no I just have a small house in a neighborhood far from here".

"I'll need you 24 hours a day so you'll come live here if necessary and in other cases you'll just go home on Sunday, the only day off!"

"fine sir".

He looked at his watch for a moment.

"It's getting late and Eva still hasn't come home. By the way, I want to tell you again that my daughter is not an easy person. Ah, speak of the devil...".

I was finally going to see my boss' daughter again.

She was entering the living room, her bag in her hand.

"Good evening, Dad..." she began before the shock.

Our eyes met and I gave her my best smile under no circumstances, even if I didn't want to miss the face she was going to make...

To be continued...