By the time she was done showering, she walked out to see an outfit laid out in the bed for her. A black dress with a jean jacket and some boots. Before she even put them on she knew it would look that good, wow he knew how to impress a woman she would not lie. So this was how it felt to date a rich guy? Wow... too bad she couldn't do it, too bad.
"Remy."
"Good morning miss Sweeney, Mr. Moretti as requested for you to meet him in the lounge down stairs." He said politely in that French accent she had come to adore, nodding she followed him to the elevators, making sure to take in all of the luxury. Just wow, from afar she could swear that he had stepped out from a fashion magazine, or a movie? He wasn't facing her but she knew it was him, he had that type of aura, a man that never asked, just took.
"She is here Mr. Moretti" Remy announced as we reached we he sat in the lounge. Only then did he turn around pulling off his sunglasses he stood and that's when they noticed.
Absalom was wearing a jeans with black turtle and a leather jacket. Charity's brows rose at the sight, "really?"
He grinned, scracthing the side of his head, "will you believe me if I say i did not intentionally plan this?"
"No, no i will not." He nodded in agreement, seeing no need to argue his case any further he only agreed. "You got a call to come to the police station right?" Absalom asked her.
"Yeah, it seems surreal to me... I can't believe this is happening."
"Yeah, well let's go."
"You are coming along to the station?"
"I am a witness as well remember? Come on let's go."
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Sebatian came into work late today, if he was honest he forgot he this company to oversee. The thought giving him an annoying headache, but when he pictured those big doe eyes and that honey blond pulled into the regular pony tail he had a totally different energy walking into the building. Firts things first, he had to renovate, the entire vibe of the building just screamed bankruptcy and he would never let something tied to his name look as ptitful as this.
As he walked down the hallway to his office he caught sight of that honey blond, well it might not be be her but he was already standing by the door by the time the thought came to him. Thank goodness he didn't pay attention to it because it was her and was this an interesting situation.
"What the hell are you trying to do? After the entire fiasco this morning you still go and do this?! Later I am the bad guy? Why won't you do your work properly?" Her team leader yelled, holding a stack of papers between them. "Do you call this a presentation?"
"You asked for my progress and it isn't the final draft yet. I can make some changes if-"
"Some changes? Some changes?" Prisca laughed, "this is trash every single part of it is trash." SHe said, Sebastian, leaned on the side and quietly watched the situation play out.
"Hey, why are you doing this? Is this payback, are you trying to take revenge on me for stealing your project by ruining it? Is that it? Do you want to get me fired?" Prisca yelled and Sebastian's eyes widened, that was her presentation? Huh, 'wrong move team leader' he thought 'now the ball was in her park. She could bury that woman with that statement.'
"That wasn't- that isn't my intention. I just wanted you to look at it and give me feedback-"
"Change it all, that's your feedback, change it all it is all trash!"
Charis' head was bowed and her eyes directed at her feet, she stretched her arms to take the papers but Prisca tossed them all into the air, causing them to fall all around both women. "Clean this up and do a better job or transfer to a different team."
Pushing himself from where he leaned against the wall Sebastian watched in a stupor. To say he was surprised would be right but to say he was disappointed would be an understatement. What just happened? He wondered as he watched her pick up the papers from the ground, his eyes scanned the entire room and everyone had already gone back to their computers. Which meant it was a normal occurrence and what just happened, happened often. How could she just let go after what that woman said to her?
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Charity walked out of the police station in a daze, what had just happened? It was even worse for her because she had to see him, in that orange uniform, just confirming that all that happened to her last night was real and she hadn't imagined it. "It's time to forget him now, you can never get your money back, you can never get your bar back. Let's just leave the country, let's just leave."
"You're leaving the country?" A deep voice said behind her breaking her trance and she spun around to see him behind her.
"Since when did you get here?" She asked and he scoffed. Absalom had the most intimidating features but all together they made him dangerously handsome. Especially with that beard and those blue eyes, it was honestly unnerving how attractive he was. But what scared Charity the most was that he wasn't just good-looking her low-key terrified her, the fact that he liked her terrified her.
"Long enough to know that you were going to leave without me, so where were you going Miss Sweeney?"