Kiara's POV
My theory was tested 3 months later. Me. Baker was sweeter than I thought he would be. He has this cold exterior towards people when he first meets them and to his employee, but for some reason he is sweet to me. I like it. He makes me feel special, loved. It's like I have known him for 3 years instead of 3 months.
He is an amazing boss, and not only to me. One time one of the elderly women was asking for some paid time off because her husband was hospitalized. He not only gave her that he also offered to pay for her husband's hospital bills.
One the other hand, he wasn't like this from the beginning. At first, he treated me like I was the bane of his existence. He hated me and I didn't know why, I still don't, but over time he changed, he became sweeter, nicer.
So on a particular day, it was any other day at work. I was his personal assistant. I was writing down notes for his next meetings. When I got done, I brought them to his office, but instead of just leaving and going back to my office. He called me back.
"Miss Hastings please sit. I have urgent things to discuss with u."
"Yes sir" I started as I sat down in the comfortable leather chair he has in his office.
"Please don't call me that. I asked you to call me Cayden." this wasn't a first-time occurrence. It happened about 2 months ago, he told me to stop calling him sir and Mr. Baker, and instead call him Cayden.
"Okay Cayden. In that case, then you can't call me Miss Hastings, but instead Kiara." I retorted. If we will be speaking on a causal level then it will be equal.
"Okay, Kiara. Since you insist. Back to the matter at hand. I would like for you to attend dinner with me?" I swear if I'm dreaming, I might as well die. There ain't no way he just asked me out.
"L-L-Like a-a d-date?" I stuttered like a teenage girl whose crush just asked her out. Yep, you heard me right crush, but it's more than that. I'm falling for the previous jerk in the Armani suit. He makes me feel like a 16-year-old girl who has a first crush. Every time he looks at me, I get butterflies in my stomach. Every time we touch, I feel sparks. It's magical!
"Yes, like a date." HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS. He did not just ask me out. This Greek God of a man did not just ask me out. I'll just play it off.
"Yeah sure" I was so calm on the outside, but on the inside I was freaking out.
"I'll pick you up at 8. You may go back to work." I went back to work and continued the day as usual. And then when I got home I started freaking out.
WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO WEAR?!
I searched my closet and found this beautiful red skirt tight dress. It stops at mid-thigh. I put on some black pumps and a black leather jacket.
Then I did my makeup, I first did a red smokey eye, then some mascara, and lastly I added some red lipstick.
At this time, the doorbell rang. I went to the door and greeted Cayden.
"Hello Kiara. This may be a shocker, but I thought you couldn't get even beautiful or perfect, but you seem to not disappoint. You outshine all the stars." I blushed. What a smooth talker.
"Hey Cayden. I wouldn't you don't look too bad yourself, but we don't want to lie, now do we?" that couldn't be more of a lie. He looked so handsome in his black pants, black button-up shirt, black jacket, and red tie. His hair was messy as always and his blue eyes were cooler than ever since we first met.
"Oh you hurt me, babe." he laughs. I love his laughs, he looks younger than 24. "Anyway shall we?"
"We shall." and that was the beginning of the best evening of my life. He even asked me to be his girlfriend and when we walked to my door, he kissed me. I felt sparks although the kiss. His lips were so soft, but all good things must come to an end, right?
6 months this exactly happens. It all started with Aadya. She wasn't feeling well. We visited the hospital for a check-up weekly and they figured out the problem. She had breast cancer. She was dying slowly and painfully every day. it was horrible to watch.
Soon she was permanently hospitalized. She was too late to control. She was in stage 4. She only had a limited amount of time.
"Please don't die!" my eyes were like clouds and my tears were flowing like rain in a thunderstorm. "You are my second chance mom, and I was your second chance daughter. P-please don't leave me!" Cayden was holding me, giving me comfort while I watched my "Mom" die before me.
"Kiara, you are strong don't let my death hold you back. I will finally be home with God, David, and Angel. I'll always be in your heart. I love you, sweetie. Remember, 'A simple I love you means more than money' Goodbye honey, I had fun while it lasted." She took her last breath and the heart monitor beeped for the last time. That was when all the tears flowed.
The funeral was held a week later. She was buried peacefully. I was happy that she was gone. She no longer had to endure the pain. Whether it be from breast cancer or from her daughter and husband's death. She was finally at peace and that's all I could wish for her. It is the least she deserves, for all she has done for me. " I love you Aadya." I whispered
6 months later, it was Cayden and I's one year anniversary. By this time, I had learned to mostly cope with Aadya passing. It's getting easier every day, I do miss her, but I'm glad she is in a better place.
Anyway, for our anniversary I was gonna surprise Cayden at the office. I was gonna set up the house, while he was at work. Then, I was going to retrieve him from his job. To set it in motion, I have to be sick.
First step call in sick
I dialed Cayden's number. He picked up on the second ring.
"Hey baby, wassup?"
"I'm sick" I said sounding like my voice was scratching, and I even faked coughed
"Are you okay, baby?" he asked sounding concerned
"Yes I'm fine. I just won't be coming in today."
"Do you need me to check up on you?" Aww, he is so worried.
"No, you don't need to, it's just a fever and a cough. I will be alright tomorrow."
" Alright I'll be over later okay"
"Okay, I love you!"
"And I love you very much"
I ended the call, I got to work, I put rose petals all around the master bedroom, and led a path to the room. I put candles all around the house. I made chocolate covered strawberries. I got out movies to cuddle and watch. I turned off the lights and I was ready everything was perfect. Now time to get him.
I drove to the Baker Inc. I went to the elevator. I pressed 47. Apparently, his favorite number is 47, so he decided to stop the floors at 47 because it brings luck to him, but it wasn't the same for me.
I was walking to his office. I opened the door and watched whatI saw, I will forever be heartbroken and scarred forever. My eyes immediately filled with tears. My heart starts to ache. It's breaking! How could he? After all the l love you's and the l miss you's. He lied. One whole year. I spent a year with him and you see what happens he cheats on me. When I'm "sick."
I screamed, "I hate you!" and Slammed the door shut.
Nothing could cure me from what just happened. I would forever be lonely. No matter what, I had a bunch of money, but it didn't bring me happiness that damn cheater did. I wonder how many times he cheated. Nevertheless, it happened, and now I am broken
I didn't see him for 3 months. I hadn't moved on. I couldn't, as much as I wanted to. I couldn't, he took my heart, and stomped on it.
I started my own company, Kiara styles, it was a fashion company. I was a fashion designer. Who thought taking sewing classing in college would come in handy.
Furthermore, I had this big CEO client, I didn't think anything of it. We met, and I had already agreed to the deal, so I was stuck with him to make him this very expensive suit.
We spent hours on end together for the suit. Eventually, he told me what happened that day.
"She was my ex, she sold rings. I needed a ring, so I could propose to you. I swear that what you saw wasn't me. When I was picking out the ring. She attacked me, and you just so happen to walk in. I was pushing her off but she dug her nails in my back. I can show you the marks." He showed me the marks of her nails. "Baby I would never cheat on you ever. I love you too much. I have been miserable ever since you left." He got down on one knee " I have kept this in my pocket every day just waiting for you to return. I know this late, but please be my wife? Be mine forever until death do us part and it still wouldn't be strong enough."
I modded my head I couldn't even comprehend what happened I have the Love of my life back, my heart is no longer broken, he picked up my pieces and pieced them back together. "Of course, I'm so sorry." I said crying
"It's okay baby. I love you."
"I love you too"
I guess what Frank Sinatra said first was true "A simple 'I love you' means more than money, because I feel richer than ever just standing with my love.