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~𝔸𝕜𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕒~

I saw the receptionist coming from yesterday entering with a tray in her hands. "Um..not to be rude but what are you doing here?" I asked her while most likely having a confused expression on my face. She set the tray down on the bed. "I'm delivering your breakfast." I saw her force I smile on her face. I looked down at the tray to see very delicious food on it along with some orange juice and flowers. "I didn't pay for this.." I told her while still confused.

She rolled her eyes. "It is on the house, Mr. Pérez wants you treated with care, so that's making sure you're feed." I'm sorry what, who, and what again? "Oh, he also said you can stay as long as you need." Sorry, still confused. Buuuttt Mama has to eat for her future food baby. I sat down and ate a strawberry after I swallowed it down, I cleared my throat."May I ask who Mr. Pérez is?"

She looked at me like I was insane or stupid, I'm neither. "Pérez Corporation?" I looked at her with a puzzled expression. "I'm sorry, But do you live under a rock!?" She yelled that but I shrugged my shoulders at her outburst. "Read a damn magazine they are in the nightstand." She turned around and left my room, slamming the door behind her. I continued eating, once I was finished I looked in the nightstand for a magazine. I found one and pulled it out only to have seen the cover.

This was the guy I saw yesterday. The one I had a panic attack over...Oh no. NO!! I dropped the magazine and covered my face with a pillow. He must think I'm crazy and this treatment is pity. I put the pillow down.

Suck it up Buttercup

Fuck you, Brain

Harsh

Crazy. I got up and I went to the bathroom and did the routine, you know. Took a shower, brush my teeth, fixed my hair. I went into my suitcase and changed into a monochrome striped long sleeve shirt with a dark green jean jacket thrown on top, light gray leggings, and black slip-on vans. I grabbed my key card and put it in my pocket.

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I was nowhere pretty much, but I stopped at a small bar that had a help wanted sign in the window. Walking in I admittedly smelt smoke and beer, and it was mostly filled with men laughing and only 3 waitresses looking like they haven't slept in days. Poor girls. I need a job I could at least try here for a while. I walked to the bartender, he looked like he ran the place. "Um Excuse me." I asked in a partly quiet voice. He looked at me then looked me up and down. Gross. "What can I do for you Baby?" I took a deep breath. "I'm looking for a job."

"Oh Really now? What experience do you have?"

I looked down while talking to him. "I never worked at a bar or anything...I only have experience as a babysitter." This was true. I would babysit to have money for food and pay for the bills when I lived with my mom. The man's booming laugh. "You hear that boys!? Lil Ms. Child Care over here thinks she can work at a bar?" The men around me started laughing but one of them grabbed me by the arm and brought me close to him.

"If You want the money that mad, doll..We could work something out."

He was drunk. I know this because he has a wedding band and I can smell the beer.

"Not interested, I kindly ask you to let me go." I started to pull away when he gripped onto my arm harder. "What's the rush. Doll?"

I slapped him with my other hand without thinking. I was scared and in a panic.

He let me go and stumbled back a bit. "Oh, You're gonna pay for that you bitch." He raised his hand to slap me back, I closed my eyes and turned my head. I heard a crack and a cry for help. When I opened my eyes I saw someone in front of me holding the man's wrist while he was sitting on the ground.

"You broke my fucking wrist!" He yelled in a pained voice.

"You shouldn't have raised your hand to streak this young woman who was defending herself from someone try to cheat on his wife." The guy let go of his wrist and turned to look at me, I knew who he was.

"Hello Ms.Stone, I think you should kindly follow me to my car." I nodded to him. He put his hand on the small of my back and guided me outside to the parking lot where a sports car waited. Jay Pérez himself was helping me again.

~Jαყ~

And to think that my day started awfully. Somehow paparazzi got pictures of Evangeline and started comparing her to her mother, also reminding people that Arya died giving birth to her. I was pissed off my panther was ready to rip everyone into shreds. I decided to go have a drink at a bar. Then I see her, Akasha Stone about to be hit across the face by so drunk fool. I had to help her she's..special. You're helping her but you still can't accept her as your mate? Oh shut up, She's not Arya, She's not the mother of my children. Idiot.

I looked at her from the corner of my eye. She was looking out the window, I could see her reflection she was biting her lip. She turned and looked at me. There was a moment of silence. "So-" We had said it at the same time. I smiled a bit and she had let out a small laugh. "I'm sorry, It's nice to meet you, Mr. Pérez." She said it so softly, you could tell she was being honest.

"So Ms. Stone-"

"You can call me Akasha, Mr. Pérez." She cut me off and I could only smirk. "Alright Akasha, You can call me Jay." She smiled and nodded her head slightly. "I want you to work for me." I said it without thinking. She looked at me like I was crazy. "I heard you have experience with children..so I want to hire you as my kid's nanny." She was listening to me at this point, so I continued. "You'll stay at my home with them and I'll pay you $100 an hour If you agree of course."

She isn't going to agree to this. You don't know that. Neither do you so sit there and be qui-

"I'll do it." I stopped at the red light and looked at her shocked completely. "Really?"

"Of course, It's a good offer and I love children I'm sure yours are lovely."

I smiled at her. This woman is something special. "Great, I'll make sure your things from the hotel are dropped off at my home."

"Thank you." Shortly after I drove in front of the gates to my estate, opening them with my phone. I drove around the circular driveway and parked in front.

"Welcome Home, Akasha."