As I was walking out of my office and helping Dylan's secretary with some files I turn my gaze to see my brother walking towards me.

"Hey, Samuel." I greeted as I began to walk towards him as well. I raised a brow as I studied his face. He had this most stupid yet happy smile on his face which only meant one thing.

"You got the job?" I asked him as he nodded. "Oh my god Sam!" I cried out as I ran over to him and hugged him. "Oh my god you got a freaking job!!"

Once we pulled away Sam began to look around. "This place is huge, like there's high class seurity, it's just mind blowing." I laughed at his amazement.

"I know right. It's so beautiful in here."

"Well this is by far the nicest place I ever seen." Sam informed as he did yet another look around.

"Well yeah, it's run by the coolest dude ever." I retorted, and right on time he walked over, with that perfect smile of his.

"Sam."

Sam looked over to see Mr. Gould walk over to us. Sam's jaw nearly dropped as he made his way over to us.

"Dylan Gould." He greeted as his hand was extended. Sam snapped out of it and shook his hand. "Hey, pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasure meeting you, (Y/n) told me a lot about you."

"Oh uh, vies versa. It's a beautiful  building you got here, Starship enterprise."

Dylan chuckled "thank you very much. It leaks. Ah before (Y/n) came to help with the collection it was a complete mess but now the restorations are back on track, we're going to Pebble Beach this year. We're going to get a trophy for that stand right there."

Sam looked over at the whole trophy stand. I couldn't help but smile while Sam..well he seemed a bit pissed.

"You know why?" Sam looked back to look at him as Dylan then pointed at me with a proud smile.

"Because this woman right here is my secret weapon."

Sam snorted a little as I blushed. "Mr.Gould all I did was get you organized."

"Oh you've done much more than that my Duchess." He praised making my stomach grow butterflies this time.

My face went beet red. "Oh, nickname's huh? That sounds like fun." Sam said clearly sarcastically as I shot him a glare.

"Yeah, The Duchesses."

His assistant smiled "she's adorable." I blushed even more and Dylan continued to speak.

"I said, it's easy to manage a country, try managing a priceless collection of art. Look at this 1939 Delray 1-65 cabriole designed by a French man. Look at those curves elegant isn't it? Beautiful, sensual. Built to evoke the body of the ideal woman."

As he spoke I didnt realize he was looking at me as he was 'talking about the car'. I met his gaze and he smiled at me.

I felt my cheeks get warm again. I sucked on my lower lip hiding my smile, as I looked down at the ground.

Sam shot a small glare towards me-like I swear I think he wanted to tear my head off. I met his gaze for a small moment before looking away.

"Come on."

We both followed Dylan again. "My dad started off at a ten dollar desk dream, and built it into an empire."

As we get into the work shop Sam's jaw dropped. "Wow.."

In this shop all the best of the best hot rods were being worked on. This was the best place I loved being in. Nothing like some gorgeous hot rods.

"We're the largest accounted for in the US. I started up the adventure side after he passed. The best in the future, I bet on the winners."

Sam nodded as he looked around. "You see collecting cars helps me keep my sanity."

Sam kept silent. I can tell he was pissed. That's when he eyed the pictures case that had him and I in with every race he won and stuff like that.

I smiled proudly as I took a quick glance at the photo both Dylan and I were in with the Mercedes Benzes.

"You guys look great." Sam finally said as his jaw was slightly clenched. "Huh I don't remember that one." I pointed out as Dylan chuckled. "Huh..yeah, your jeans are right." He replied as I blushed.

After the tour, which was the end of my shift I grabbed my things and Dylan walked both Sam and I out.

"Oh here we go. Here we go." Sam grumbled as I waved good-bye.

"You see that? Judgement. You judge a man by his car. (Y/n) you're going to wave at him while he's judging me?"

"What is wrong with you? He's my boss." I snapped as Sam was huffing and puffing.

"This job pays for our food, and our rent." I added on as I shot him a death glare.

Sam started to grumble as he went to the drivers side door. "Nah, it's ok its totally understandable." He spat as he made his way towards me.

I rolled my eyes as I glared at him. "Are you done?" I asked him as he glared at me. "No I'm not. Now get in the car Duchess."

"Oh my god, are you threatened by him?" I asked him with a sneer as he walked back to the drivers side door.

Then my idiotic brother leaned down on his side of the door and faked a laugh as he then got in. He slammed the door behind him and leaned over to the passenger side window.

"Me? Threatened by what? His money? His power, his good looks? None of thee above. Check." He declared as he tried to get the car to start.

"You're temper tantrums are so saddening." I stated and without looking up at me Sam snapped at me.

"Get in the car please."

I slumped in the passenger seat as I looked at him. "Sam, he's hardly the first man that ever smiled at me."

"You argued with me about you and Bee. How would he feel if he saw Mr. Pervert checking you out like one of his trophies." He spat as he tried to start up the car again.

"Sam, for fuck sakes. Bee and I are all good. He has his job and I have mine." I grumbled as I watched him try to start our piece of crap replacement of Bee.

"And it's not the smiling-it's the damn smiling back part that gets me." He added on as he tried to keep his focus on the car.

"Ok, ok, no more smiling back. Never again." I promised, as I leaned back in my seat rolling my eyes.

"See that works for me." Sam retorted as he was struggling to start the car. "God damn it!" He snapped as he got out.

He popped the hood and started to kick the engine shaking the whole car.

Dylan, walked over, flashing me a smile before walking over to Sam who was beating the shit out of the car.

"Hey take it easy, easy..your not gonna get it started like that."

"Oh nah, I'm just getting ready you know 32% done restoration, some chrome work, spoiler in the back done deal."

"You know (Y/n)'s been telling me you've been struggling with job wise. Just so you know I'm open for on board Accurate System, I'll put in call for ya. Let's keep it between us ok? She's so proud of you. Your a lucky man." With a small pat on his shoulder he leaves.

I rolled my (light/dark) (colour) eyes in annoyance as I tossed my stuff at the back seat of the car and got in the drivers seat.

With a turn of the key and the choking of the engine the car came to life. Sam squealed in shock at the start of the old gritty engine.

I smiled as I leaned out the window. "Come on loser. I need a nap and I'm hungry!" I whined as he shot me a glare before getting into the passenger seat.

"We getting Chinese food tonight?" I asked him, hopping he'd forget about this damn stupid argument.

He looked at me, sucking in a deep inhale. "Yeah, and you're paying." He replied as I flashed him a smile.

"Fine with me."

Here's chapter two my lovely hoes. Just walked into my first class of the first day in being in college. Im legit shaking oml!🤢 like I'm so freakin scared but it's not so bad.. *Ill get used to it*

I'll just play it out as if I'm in high school or something. It's only a two year program so it's not that bad..
Anyways more is coming soon! Love you all to the moon and back!🙈💕