Chapter 12: Chapter 12

•The pilot•

"You can take off!."

The mechanic to the pilot.

"We are leaving in 10 seconds!."

Pilot

•With that, we took off.•

I pour out a glass of whiskey for me.

The cabin is in dead silence.

Olivia is upset and she seems not to be talkative.

We act like no one is in the cabin.

And this was all through the journey, it any instant stop at any instant.

Anyway, the flight wasn't that long.

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•• At the Broncos hotel.••

As a premium guess of the Broncos five stare hotel, my jet landed at the flat top of the 'Broncos' hotel's building.

As soon as our luggage was brought out, the pilot left with the jet to a more convenient garage.

At the hotel's flat, we were been received by the owner himself and three other members of the staff.

"Welcome, Mr Freddy!. And once more, welcome to Broncos Five stars hotel."

The owner greats I and Olivia.

Olivia seems calm, not flattered by the environment like she is familiar with such luxurious places.

I know most common people will feel very excited to be in such places. However, she doesn't look common and her attitude tells it all.

"Thanks!."

I nod with a very serious glance.

He leads, showing us the way into the lifter.

"I hope this place is worth its expense!."

I explain

Out of the lifter, into the corridors.

"You won't be disappointed!."

The owner retorts with a huge smile.

We reach the last floor of the hotel, which is the 9th floor.

"This is the ninth floor!."

The owner announces while moving toward one of his employees.

And he whispers to the employee,

"Take care of these people, I am off!."

He tells and the guy moves ahead.

"I am sorry but I have to, leave!."

He excuses himself and leaves.

"I am Nick, I am here to show you around!."

He moves to one of the rooms

"This is your room, sir!."

He opens the door

I hesitate because I can have any room of my choice, why should I follow his instructions.

After all, the whole of the 9th floor is to me.

"You can change your mind if you which, but listen to this before you change your mind."

He tells me very sure of himself

"Go ahead!."

I tell him

"This is the biggest room in this hotel and it has a very pleasant view of the town and of the hotel itself!. From here you can see the different fields of the hotel. Never a boring day if you decide to stay in all day!... Etc..."

He keeps explaining

I get captivated by his description, and I follow the young guy into the room.

"Wow, impressive!."

I tell myself

This is a presidential residence as I love!.

I nod at him without saying a word.

"Fair enough!. I take it!."

I reply

"Wise decision, sir!."

He understands from the look on my face, how satisfied I am.

With that, he leaves.

While Olivia has already found her perfect room.

It's also a nice big room, not as mine but good.

As soon as one of the employees showing her the room leaves, she immediately closes the door behind him and she starts dancing.

"I have made it, I have made it, my friends have to see this. My Instagram snap chat stories must be updated!."

She sings

And she finally falls in the soft bed with a very heavy smile of satisfaction.

Satisfied with her job, where she is, the room, working with Freddy etc...

She starts working for Mr Logan, Freddy's father a few years ago as his second personal assist. She has had much grace than other old employees. And this is impressive because she isn't from a rich background but and she didn't school in the most expensive school. She is just from a very medium family. And above all, she is very hard working.

Freddy doesn't know her that much, he only knows the old and first assistant of his dad Madame Elizabeth, she has been there for years.

But on the contrary, Olivia knows Freddy very well. And she has a secret crush on him. She always daydreams about them building a family together.

So one can imagine the joy when she heard that she was going to work with Freddy. A very sexy and desirable man.

Yet, they have never spoken to each other until today.

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•• Sheila POV ••

I get back from my lectures very tired, with Natasha by my side.

"Natasha, I don't have a life anymore, if I am not in school for a lecture, then I must be at the Broncos hotel, it's been like this for three weeks now and I am fed up. Life sucks!."

I fell in bed as I lament over my poor life.

"So sorry about that!. You really need this job, we can't do otherwise."

Natasha feels bad for me.

"And we ended our classes very late today. I don't feel as going to work now, today!. I know it's only four hours of work but I am really exhausted."

"Sheila!. You can't!."

She frowns

"And, Yesterday I came back very late, we were renovating the last floor of the hotel for a very rich and special guest!. It's was tough. My whole body is still in pains!."

I keep complaining

"I know what I can do. Only for today!. Sheila, only for today."

She insists

"Okay..."

I pull my words, very eager to hear what she has to propose.

"I will tell my father that you aren't feeling fine!. Coming from me, he will easily believe."

Natasha suggest

"Really?. GOOD IDEAS, but I don't want you to lie to your dad because of me!."

I frown at my own words

"Hahaha, worry not. I have done worse than this!."

She picks her phone and texts her father.

I feel bad because I make her lie to her father, yet I don't want to stop her because I think only about myself right now.

"Done!."

Natasha exclaims, as soon as she is done texting her dad.

I feel so guilty and I change the topic.

"Natasha, what about your fiancee?. Won't he suppose to be in the county sine a week ago?."

Talking of her father, I remember this.

She frowns at me. Thinking that I want to tease her. But that is far away from my mind.

"Sorry!."

I plead as she frowns

"He is not my fiancee!."

She states

"Luckily for me, he isn't going to be free for the next coming months. He has a lot to do for his father."

She happily tells me

"Wow, fortunately for you and unfortunately for him, he does know what he is missing!."

I get happy for her

"You can't even imagine my joy when my father told me this."

"Natasha, do you know how this guy looks. I mean physically, have you checked his picture?. Out of curiosity!."

I wonder

"I have never really thought of that. You just have a point. I think just the fact that it came from my father made me made. And more to that, I hate arranged marriage."

She explains

" I understand your point but sometimes arranged marriage turns out to work more than others!."

"I don't think so. How can you meet at total strangers and just fall in love with just in the name of marriage!."

She insists

"What I am simply trying to tell you is that, don't leave any opportunity out. It might be your soul mate."

I insist too

"Miss. Cinderella, come back to Earth. The real-life and stop daydreaming!."

She hits my waist

"Ouch... That was harsh!."

I hoot at her touch

"Let me order us some food, so what should I other for you?."

"Same thing as yours!."

I answer

"Okay..."

She drags her words

"But, if you don't give a try to this guy, that means that you are more of a Cinderella than I am."

I exclaim

"How?."

She widens her stare at me as if to say that I am not making any sense.

"Okay, what I am trying to say is that, how do you think that you will find your soul mate?. Do you think your prince charming will appear in the sky on a white horse?. Please tell me?."

I keep my glance on her

She acts like she isn't noticing my stare.

But I insist, and my constant stare freaks her.

"Stop it!."

She picks the pillow and hit me with it.

"Lol, no tell me?."

I insist

"I don't know, anyhow but not in this way!."

Natasha retorts with no assurance this time.

"You aren't serious!."

I whisper

She doesn't answer, she gets thoughtful.

Then later on the food was delivered.

We spent the night at my place.