I JUST GOT A JOB AS A JANITOR at a company. Well, my shifts start in the evening when everyone is out of the building, the reason being - I'm too young for the job and not supposed to be there in the first place, but I need the money and I had to beg the person in charge to help me get the job. My dog sitting, lawn mowing and nanny jobs, weren't quite cutting it. Let me explain properly, see - My mum was a drug dealer and to deal drugs, you need money, which she didn't have, so she started selling for a man known simply as, THE DON. So, The Don, gave my mother drugs to sell for him, and she gets a certain percentage, bla bla bla - long story short, she didn't sell, instead, she used the drugs, and now he wants his money. Well, she tried to get Crystal to marry him, as a means of paying her debts, but we all know how that played out. The money she actually got from the little she sold, wasn't enough and the jobs I did, weren't going to even begin scraping the top of the debts.

My dad got a job at a factory, and I'm so proud of him, for making the effort. He didn't like the idea of me getting a job, but, at this point we have to work as a team, because paying off my mother's debt, isn't the only necessity in our lives - there's food, mortgage, bills etc...

Today is my first day. I'm so tired, as I had a long day at school, at least I get to work here just twice a week and I get paid well, under the table.

I plug in my earphones to Crystal's music player, which I took from her stuff we were putting away. I get the cleaning supplies, while I listen to my favorite song on her playlist and I clean the offices I've been assigned to, by my supervisor, and finally I'm at the last one for the day.

I belt out the lyrics to Jennifer Lopez - if you had my love, as I open the door into the last office of the evening.

🎶
You said you want my love
And you've got to have it all
But first, there are some things you need to know
If you wanna live
With all I have to give
I need to feel true love, or it's got to end, yeah...
🎶

I walk in, and shut the door. When I look up, I see there's still someone in the office, who appeared to have been working, but got interrupted by my loud singing - talk about embarrassing! Fuck my life! I take off the earpiece and tuck it into my pocket.

"I'm so sorry, I'll just come back..." I say, as I turn to leave.

"You have an amazing voice." I hear a rich, velvety voice say, and I melt, instantly.

"Mm... Uh... Thank you, sir."

"Aren't you way too young to be working here?" he asks with a cocked brow.

Shit!

I straighten my posture, as I shake my head.

He leans back into his chair and crosses his arms in front of his chest - his impeccable muscles about to burst out of the confines of the sleeves of his crisp white shirt, damn. My throat dries.

"How old are you?"

I immediately remember the warning I was given.

"I'm 18 years old, sir." I say in my most confident voice, so he doesn't catch on to my lies.

He nods, probably convinced.

"You can carry on with your cleaning, I'm working all night. So, no point leaving and returning later." he says with a small smile.

I nod and return the smile.

I watch as he goes back to his work, full concentration on the piece of paper, between his long, strong fingers.

I TRY MY POSSIBLE BEST to concentrate on my work, so I can finish up quick enough. I don't want to miss the bus.

I sneak a few glances his way and our eyes meet a few times and I shyly look away, while he just smirks and goes on with his work. He's so handsome, and his body! - God! His body, looks like it's been carved by Zeus himself. I haven't seen it, just the imprint and I can tell, beneath that shirt is a body worth dying for, like he sleeps and wakes up in a gym.

I finally finish up my cleaning and unfortunately I have to leave. Till we meet again my love, I sigh.

"What is the name of the song you were singing, when you walked in?" I hear him say and I halt my steps.

I slowly turn to face him, a blush resting on my cheek, as I remember my embarrassing moment.

"It's uh... If you had my love... By uh... Jennifer Lopez."

He nods.

"You must be in love then?"

"Oh no. I'm not, I just like the song. That's all."

He chuckles, then nods.

"I didn't get your name?"

"I'm Anastasia."

"That's a lovely name, Anastasia. I'm Thomas Lucien Jean-Claude."

Did he just say Toma, instead of Thomas... Oh my god!

I gasp.

"I'm so sorry sir. I didn't know you were the one. Gosh, I'm so stupid."

How didn't I realise he's the CEO of this company. I gawked at my boss's, boss's, boss's, boss. Sang loudly in his office and shamelessly ogled him. I'm so getting fired on my first day.

He frowns.

"What are you sorry for?"

"I didn't know you were the one, Mr Clawde."

Is it clawde or clord... I just got the pronunciation wrong, worsening my case. Shit!

He rolls his eyes and sighs.

He stands from his seat and walks to me. Hands in his pocket, he looks so dreamy - focus!

"It's Claude, sweetheart... Claude." he says while smirking.

"Claude... I mean Mr Claude." I repeat after him, and get it right this time.

He nods.

"If you knew I was the one, you'll act differently, no?"

Now, I get a hint of his French accent, it's so sexy.

Get a grip!

"I'm sorry, sir."

He shakes his head.

"See you around Anastasia." he says, with a small wave.

"Yes sir."

He nods and walks back towards his seat.

"Sir?"

"Oui Anastasia?"

Mm French!

I blink, to regain my thoughts. What was it again? Oh,

"Do I still have a job here?"

"Of course. You've done nothing wrong."

I nod.

"Thank you."

I push the cleaning supplies out hurriedly, before I faint, in front of this gorgeous male specimen. If I were older, I'll take him to the altar, this very second and make him mine forever.

AS I LAY IN BED, I CAN'T GET the image of a certain hot someone, out of my head and thoughts. I just lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling, with a face-splitting grin, plastered on my face.

"Ana, are you alright?"

"Oh daisy! I saw the man of my dreams today and I think I'm in love." I say dreamily.

When I don't hear a response, I look away from the ceiling, to see my sister looking at me with a warm smile on her face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

She chuckles.

"It's just... It's just been so long, since I saw you genuinely smile like that Statia."

"I know... I just have a feeling, everything is beginning to look up for us, Dai."

I see a lone tear slip down her cheek and I quickly go over to my sister and hug her.

"You deserve so much happiness, Ana."

"Thank you, and so do you."

We laugh.

"So, who's this man you speak of?" she asks in a teasing tone.

I playfully glare at her.

"I don't know if I'm supposed to be telling my 10-year-old sister about my crush, but I don't have any friends. So, you'll do."

She swats my arm and I laugh.

"He's my boss at my new job. He's so dreamy Daisy. I've never seen such a perfect man, everything about him is so... So... I don't know, perfect!"

I continue to rant about how handsome Mr Claude is.

"You say he's your boss, doesn't that mean he's older than you?"

There's a small frown on her face.

I give her the side eye, for bursting my bubble.

"Well, I just have a crush on him, not like I want to date the man."

"I have to write this somewhere. My sister's first crush is her boss, who maybe at least a decade older than her."

"Shut up!"

She laughs

"Now, come on. Lights off, we have school tomorrow."

"Goodnight Ana."

"Goodnight Daisy."

I pull my quilt up to my chin, and shut my eyes. Thoughts of my handsome boss floods my head, and I smile.

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