Chapter 4: Chapter 4

Chapter Four

Ava POV

Maria brought me fresh clothes. I changed in a hurry and darted downstairs to eat breakfast. I did not want to make Jasper wait anymore than I had.

I rushed downstairs and saw the most beautiful hallway ever, decorated with expensive paintings, flowerpots and dark colours. Jasper was dressed up in black suit and black pants. He looked handsome. Long legs, muscled chest and shoulders. His hair slick from gel.

Right in the middle, were a big dining table with around six chairs on each side while the other two on each head of the table.

Jasper was on his face but cut the call when he noticed me. He pulled out a chair for me and nodded for me to sit down.

"Sit down and have some breakfast. You are going to need it. Hurry up though, we need to leave soon." He told me as I took the seat that he offered me.

I looked at the food on the table. Fruits, bread, butter, jam, tea and coffee. My mouth watered and almost fell half open watching so much for just breakfast.

I closed my mouth and darted a look at him to see if I noticed my half shocked face. He was looking at me with a guarded face with his hands inside his pockets.

I think I saw a hint of amusement in his eyes. He jerked his head towards the food.

"Do you need something else? Is there anything else that you would be eating for Breakfast? You could ask Maria to make it. But, I suggest you adjust for today because I'm running late." He told me, checking his wrist watch.

I shook my head and gave him a small smile.

"No. It's more than enough. Umm ... Aren't you going to eat with me?" I asked him in an hesitant voice. He shook his head.

"No. I already did. Please, eat. I have to make a phone call." He said and pulled out his phone. I nodded my head. He walked out of the door, leaving me to eat in peace alone. I thought he would stand there and watch me eat. And that would have made me certainly self conscious.

I ate my breakfast as fast as possible so that I wouldn't prolong his lateness. I was pretty sure that he would not complain even if I did make him late to his work, but I did not want to take advantage of a person who was being so nice and helpful towards me.

When I was done, I stood up. Right at the moment, Jasper entered the house back. He jerked his head.

"You're finished? Are you ready to leave?" He asked me. I gave him a nod which he returned with one of his own.

"Good. Then, let's go." He said and we both left his house. Both of us walked towards his car. A man was waiting by the car when he saw us approach, he opened the doors for us. Once we were settled inside, I realised that he was Jasper's driver. He pulled out of the driveway and started driving us on an empty road.

Somebody cleared their throat. I looked at my side and Jasper looked outside the window out of my window.

"I never got to know your name." He said to me, It made me realize that I actually never really introduced myself properly. I just blurted my guts out to him like a crazy person but never really gave him my name.

My face heated up in shame as I realised how he had seen me. Vulnerable, crying, an ugly mess.

"My name is Ava. Ava White." I told him.

"Ava ..." He whispered. My name sounded like butter from his mouth.

"So Ava, my secretary will show you around. She will tell you what you have to do and how to do it. If you have any problem then you can contact her. She will help you through it. Don't be nervous just because it is your first day. Okay?" He told me like he was my senior. Which he was. Even though I was not really nervous, his words did calm me down. His voice held a sense of security.

"Okay." I replied. He nodded and pulled out his phone to check, whatever he was checking.

I turned my face and looked outside the window. Falling into a mutual silence. It was light and tension free quiet. None spoke throughout the ride to his office.

The car stopped at a big building. It went on and on and on, high in the air, making every other building small in comparison to this building. I felt like I was standing in front of the Eiffel Tower. The door of my side of the car opened. The driver held it back and let me slide out of it.

"Thank you." I told him. He nodded his head once but without a smile. Jasper came to me and led me inside the building.

Everyone greeted him as he looked at me curiously. He greeted every single of them politely. It was kind of attractive to see a guy being so polite even though he was the owner of the company.

We walked into an elevator but I hesitated when I saw the plate outside said 'VIP ONLY'. Jasper backend me and I walked inside. He pressed the button of the door closing and pressed the button for topmost floor 70.

We waited on the opposite side of the lift to go up. I gathered my courage and asked him the question that was eating me away for a long time.

"Umm ... How am I supposed to address you? Will Sir be alright?" I asked him. He looked at me and then snapped his eyes to the ceiling. He nodded his head once.

"Okay." I said and turned to face the door of the elevator.

"Sir." I whispered to myself. I saw him glancing my way when I whispered, and looked away. He had his hands on his pockets and was standing straight like analysing some sort of project.

He was so tall, he towered over my Five point five inch long self.

The door of the elevator opened and I took a step forward but stumbled and almost fell forward. Almost.

However, I did not because two sets of hands stopped, grabbed me around my waist and caught me.

"Watch it." He said before straightening me up. Both of us stepped out of the door.

"Are you okay?" He asked me. I nodded, and felt ashamed that I tripped over.

"Okay, let me introduce you to my secretary and she will help you with everything else." He told me. I just agreed with him because my mind could not register anything except for a single thing that I tripped over.

Anyway, he led me to his office where he called his secretary and asked her to be in his office.

"Her name is Charlotte, anyway." He told me. While at the same time the door opened and entered a very beautiful, blonde haired woman with curvy figure and long, slim legs.

One look at her face and I knew one thing very clearly.

We would Not get along.