Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Avatia's POV

After kissing mom goodbye, I walked out into the busy streets of New York, pulling out my iPhone 5 and dialing Kenny's number. After a couple of rings, I hear a faint and lazy 'hello'.

"Still in bed lazy baby?" I asked as I looked around for an empty cab. "Forgot today's my first day at work in Mr. Black's mansion?"

I could picture him shrieking. "Oh my pink gosh, my baby Ava is gonna be working with the wicked weird dick."

"Stop it, Ken, don't talk about him like that, 'sides, we don't even know him that much."

"You don't know him because you do not watch the gossip headlines. I've read about the guy, sweetheart, believe me, that guy is dangerous, I'd advise, you don't work with him." Kendall answered back. Why did practically everyone say he's dangerous, for Christ's sake, he just looked.....well, how do I put the look? Lost?

Broken? Taken? Restricted? "Ava?"

"Kenny, I'm running late, I'd call you when I'm home, bye munchkin." I inhaled deeply when I hung up. I heard a car hooting and turned around to see a black Audi. Woahhhh.....

A tall Chinese-looking guy stepped out and walked over to me. "Avatia Hilton? " I nodded. "And you are?"

"Cheng Napa." He said proudly

I tried to cover my laughter by faking a cough. The name sounded so funny and to top it all, he's pronunciation. "What do you want Cheng?"

"Mr. Vaughn sent me to pick you up." He answered as he pulled out a working card to prove his sincerity.

Oh! I couldn't have guessed wrongly, black Audi. I walked to the passengers as Cheng opened the door for me. Without considering his accent, Cheng is no doubt good-looking. Tall, sexy, and good-looking with a friendly aura. We shared a small talk on our way to Mr. Black's house. I got to learn that Cheng is Mr. Black's occasional driver and that he, Cheng wasn't married, just had fun with his "thing". He soon pulled in the long and probably endless driveway.

"Have a great first day, Miss Hilton." He called out as I made my way to the big oak doors.

"Hey Cheng, I told you, call me Ava. And thanks, I enjoyed my ride." I smiled and replied. He was great company. I rang the bell once and then remembered when Roberto entered a code instead. I patiently waited till the door automatically opened.

Well, that is so cool.

I walked into the quiet house and stood waiting for an automatic voice to give me instructions. I giggled childishly at my silly expectations.

"What's so funny, Princess?" I heard the unmistakable voice ask. I gulped like a four-year-old that was caught sneakily watching t.v. past her bedtime. "Scared?"

This time, I confidently turned around, I didn't want him to think I was some scared little 21 years old. "Good morning Mr. Black. I uhh, wasn't laughing at anything important. So, about the job, what do I get to paint? And where?"

"Eager?" He asked and I nervously scoffed. Add that to the list of things I do when I'm eager and someone reminds me of it.

The angry look in his eyes sent chills running down my spine. Oh my God, what got into me to scoff right in front of him. Right in front of Dreidan Vaughn Black. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

"The next time you disrespect me, I'd be forced to get rid of you. " He said like I was some old rug that he had to get rid of. Well, I've got some pride too, he can't just talk to me like that.

"Get rid of me? Are you for real? Do I look like I'm so desperate for a job to be spoken to like that? Look here, I respect you cause you're bigger than I am, nothing more. I already said I was sorry for my rude attitude. I demand an apology too." I said but I'd be lying if I said my heart wasn't crashing out of fear. I close my eyes. I don't want to look at him, but still, I open them to see if he'd kill me so I'd be able to scream for help.

He looked furious like he was gonna give me a good spanking. I guess no one ever spoke to him like that. "Avatar?"

Oh my God, I thought he'd be yelling at me but his voice was smooth and soft. I gulped again and shyly looked at him.

"I didn't mean it that way." He calmly said.

My pride shook a little, here I was thinking he'd apologize and all he said was he never meant it. At least he tried, I consoled myself.

'Say something fast' my inner girl was screaming.

"I didn't come with my paints and brush cause my mom would be suspicious." I quietly said and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.

He walked to me and lifted my head to face him with two fingers. I was drowning in his glorious cologne. Man did the guy smell heavenly. He cleared his throat causing me to look up into his beautiful silver eyes. "Don't feel uncomfortable when you're by me, okay?"

Wow, and that minty breath of his.

I nodded quickly so he won't think I was so into his smell. He'd probably think I'm a weirdo.

"Follow me, I'd show you where you're to work." He ordered and I followed like a lost puppy. We walked in dead silence till we reached a super large room. Almost as large as my kitchen and living room combined. The room looked deserted but beautiful. It had all my requirements. Its floor-length window provided an amazing view of the pool and backyard. There was a black couch and coffee table by another door I presumed led to the balcony. Then there was another door that led to the toilet. "I hope it's okay. "

I looked at him. Was he for real? Okay? The room is absolutely beautiful. "Thanks a lot, it's so beautiful. I love it. What do I get to paint Mr. Black? "

"Anything princess, just paint for me. " He said and walked out. I guess I'm all alone in a house where I don't even know where the kitchen is. Well, I've forgotten how to paint. Where do I start from?

I pick up my pencil and tried thinking of anything I could try and sketch. My mind goes to the Greek god with the silver eyes. Yes. The silver eyes. I don't know what I'm thinking but I'm working on a pair of the most amazing silvers I've ever seen as I sing 'seventeen' by Cara.

"Working on the boss's eyes?"

I jump up in fright dropping the brush directly on the well-polished floor. I look up to see a good-looking boy who looks like he's in his early twenties. Woahhhh. Man is he cute. So cute. Almost as cute as my Kenny.

"Stop staring Bella. I'm Leo by the way, and I'm guessing you're Avatar?" He asked. Was that Italian? The voice sounded so Italian-ish. "Can't get enough of my great looks? "

I roll my eyes. "I thought I was home alone. "

"Well, you're with me, a hot fuck." Leo said and wiggled his perfectly carved eyebrows.

I close my ears quickly. And scrunch my nose. "Ewww, you're so disgusting."

He laughs loudly. So loud like I'd said the funniest thing on earth. "Boss got an innocent one this time?"

That made me..... Sad? This time? "What do you want, Leo? " I ask him.

I mean he's quite good-looking and funny but then, he's annoying.

"Your food's ready, Bella." He answered with a toothy smile which melted my heart. He is a character. One minute funny, another rude, and another, so sweet. "And believe me, you'd love my food. I cook the best Italian. Follow me. "

And I followed the cute guy with beautiful blue eyes in an unknown direction with a smile on my face. I love Italian food.

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Ahhh..... So sweet, right? Mr. Black. He's unpredictable. And Leo. He's the dude. Keep reading and voting for wonderful updates.

Love y'all.

And I know this chapter is short; forgive me