chapter 7

Summer's P.O.V

It has been two days since my 'date' and thing with Marcos, and Marcos has not talked to ever since that day.

I have been drowning myself with work ever since the incidents in the car I feel dirty and should have not let him touch me like that or touch me at all.

I do not even know him at all is Marcos even his name, he lied to me and how could he just come and ruin my date with Juan like that.

He cannot just come touch me like that and not talk to me the next day I am not a toy for him to play with whenever he pleases.

My boss has me working more hours and I could not be happier because I need a distraction and to get my mind of him and focus on work and paying my bills. I work more hours, which is better because I do not have to get a roommate but I do not get Sundays off anymore.

Today is Monday yesterday was my first day working on a Sunday and I could not be more

tired because I worked almost all day Mr grey had me do the usual work and more because he was having a party at his apartment for his business partners.

I have to be his maid and personal assistant I don't even know why the man doesn't get a maid this is not what was in my job description at all but the pay is good and soon I will be able to go shopping for more things to make my apartment more homey and look nice.

I've been in bed for almost an hour I woke up extra early, for some unknown reason I've been up since four am. My alarm rings and I get up to start my morning routine I had to the bathroom and take a shower after the shower I quickly get ready make

breakfast since I woke up early I have time to do a little more than I do I make lunch and make my way to the car.

The drive to work aka Mr grey apartment was a short drive. When I got to work the door was left open I guess he was expecting me. I quickly get to work and clean his room after

working and finishing half of the work it was time for lunch. Instead of going out for lunch like I normally do I head to the kitchen.

On my way there I hear voices coming from the kitchen I enter and see my boss and another man talking I couldn't see the man's face because his back is faced toward me, as soon as I entered they stopped talking and Mr grey said a few words then turned to me and tells me to make the new guest comfortable in the guest room upstairs then turn back to the man and says a few more words then leaves the kitchen.

Leaving the man and me alone. Then Mr grey's guest turns around and as soon as I saw his face, all the emotions I had been pushing away comes rushing back and hit me like a ton of bricks this was the last thing I needed.

What was he doing her at my place of work and how did he know Mr Grey? All these questions were running

through my mind I had not noticed that he was now standing in front of me. My vision was now a bit blurry due to the tears running down my face. This could not be, maybe my mind was playing tricks on me.

Suddenly a his hand wiped my tears I lead into his touch and closed my eyes he smelt different from the last time I saw him or maybe I was just being weird. We stayed like that for a few

more minutes until I realised what I was doing and quickly pushed his hand away from my face.

Me: 'umm I-I am sorry for being what just happed sir let me show you the room you will be staying in.' I said with a straight face and wiped my tears. Before I could go any farther me his hand was on my shoulder.'

Me: 'Marcos let It be this is my place of work....now sir let me show you your room please.' I looked at him and then turned away and towered the stairs after a while we finally arrived at his room and turn around and walked away.

I went back to the kitchen and ate my lunch as fast as I can to avoid running into Marcos even though it was nearly impossible for me to do that.

Since he is a gust in this house. At least I do not live with Mr Grey like the one he first suggested. I head back to work and suggested. After lunch, I went back two work organising the business party for the boss man. A few more hours pass and it is time to go home. I practically ran out of his

apartment to his car just to avoid Marcos.

Ever since I meet Marcos I have been acting strange, even thorough we have only known each other for a few days I can help but feel like his mine even if we are not talking. I hope we sort things out. If he does not call me in the next few days, I will have to talk to him.

I got home in no time made myself some dinner and thought about the day's events, out of places that he had to be was at my work place I am beginning to think his following me around like how he must have followed me on my date with Juan.

I took a quick shower and went to bed thinking of Marcos and what he was doing at Mr Grerey's apartment was he the man that came every Monday or was it just a coincidence.