5-Time&Home

Naomi's POV

It's been about three months since the whole "I'm gonna die in the elevator" and "Me watching my boss fuck his girl in his office" situation and my boss has been avoiding me, more like I'm avoiding him because of his whole mr. nice guy act. I know he knew I was there cause he's been fucking her with the door a little open now. But I will not be lead my temptation. I honestly don't care, I'm just here to work, get my cash and go. All of this is temporary and I could careless if I leave now because I'll never see him again. Toddles. But that doesn't mean I wanna get fired. I also learned that his fiancé's name was actually Becky.

"Miss Owens my office now!" He screams. Um hold up who does he think he's talking to.

Yo dumbass my subconscious says

Thanks that was nice.* hence the sarcasm* I reply

Your welcome love. she replies

Sometimes I deeply ask myself if I'm ok then I realize I'm a Virgo. I'm lowkey crazy deep down but a warm hearted dove.

I open his office doors to be greeted with a sexy ass British accent. It was nice deep yet husky, the type of shit you hear in the morning. Omg this cant be happening. He turns around he had his hair pulled into a man bun with a nice ass full and I'm mean nice taken care of full type of beard. Not too long but long enough to keep it was professional. He was wearing a grey suite and had beautiful blue/greenish eyes. He was hot yes but not as hot as Mr. I think I'm all that over at his seat. The guy in a grey suit gets up and greets me and I as the goofy 25 year old I am and reply in a brutish accent as well.

"Jonathan Kingston. Pleasure to meet you miss..?"

"Owens. Naomi Owens. The pleasure is all mine handsome." I know what your thinking damn you a hoe but really I'm not cause I'm still the real Virgin Mary but flirting won't hurt no one right. Ha sike I thought. In the corner of my chocolate eyes I could see my boss lazering wholes in me. Why me. Why

"Are you from the UK?" He asks and I reply

"I was born there and lived there till I was 16 before moving to the states with my parents. But my accent is kinda fading away if you can't really tell." I laugh it out and he doesn't seem to catch the fact that I'm lying.Any who we kept talking and it was cute. The boss man needed to get some deals done with him so I left them to work.

After I leave the office I go back to mine but before that let me tell you what happened Mr. Kingston here asked me out on a date but i refused at first cause I was playing hard to get but then i yes cause I'm lonely as hell like i only have 2 best friends that are like sisters to me. Plus girls need live too.

I'm now settled on my desk chair and realize that there is someone else in this room. It's him. The boss. Fuck I'm screwed.

"Ace, Acey, My man, The boss man, A-C-E IN THE HIS HOUSE!!! ." He looks at me annoyed as hell and I simply state professionally and scared of being fired "Mr. Moretti, sir." I look up and we stay in complete silence but he then breaks the ice with

"What the hell is your problem. Whoring yourself out to my business men. I didn't hire you so you could do this type of SHIT." I kinda chuckled at that but swiped it off quick. "Do you think this a game." He ask a little amused it a scary way. Now I knew I was done. But no one and I mean no one especially if you don't even know me will call me out of my name or that type of shit cause it's disrespectful. I get up and check him before the Nikes on my feet do.

"Excuse me Ace Santiágo Moretti. No one I'm mean no one especially you will ever give me that type of disrespect. I'm sorry if I've upset you but next time use your words or calm down before talking to me. Is that clear??" I state pissed. But all I get was a smirk. "So you think this is a GaMe." I mock him. "I don't know Miss Owens you tell me." Naaaahhh this nigga is now playing games. I check the time and see that it just hit 6:30pm I'm finally done the day so I start to pack up completely ignoring the fact that he's still in the room.

"Miss Owens where do you think you're going?" He ask in a playful tone. Now I know he'll ask me to stay after hours. Uuuggghh. "I'm packing my thing so I could got home and rest because I'm tired and finished for the day. Have a goodnight Mr. Moretti." With that I proceed to leave but before my wrist could flick and open the door my arm is grabbed not too hard but a nice grip. I slowly turn my head a face him. Oooohhh I'm about to go ooofffff.

Ace's POV

Her face was so adorable she was mad that I grabbed her arm like that but I can tell she liked it. "Why are you holding me sir?" She says in an amusing tone. "What did I tell you about calling me sir?" "Oh I'm so sorry sir- I-I mean Mr. Moretti." She says sarcastically. This girl is gonna be the death of me. "I want you to stay overnight with me. I need help with this deal and organizing certain files and I need you input on them." With that I leave her office and make it to mine but not before hearing her groan.

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It's now late like 12:30pm late. I only kept her in cause I like the energy she gives off. She makes me feel all happy inside and I don't like it but I like. You catch my drift. We only talked about work if not it was complete silence. And I do something I would really never do I want it get to know her so I ask her if she's really from the UK cause I kinda didn't believe her story.

"Haha no im not from the UK. I'm actually from Congo. Ok I'm born in Canada but my origins is Congolese. The DRC to be precise." She rambles. "So I presume you speak French?" I ask her. "No I don't just English." " Mais ca c'est dommage pour une femme belle comme toi."(Well that's sad for a pretty lady like you) Her face kinda reacted and she smirked. "You understood exactly what I said didn't you." I laugh a little. "So you find me pretty huh?" She laughs back. We laugh and get to know each other more. While eating some the pizza I ordered and drinking some white wine which she loves so much. She also got mad at me that the bottle we drank was an 12k bottle of Chardonnay. Oh well I had the money for plus she deserves to me spoiled.

I learned that she's a registered paediatric nurse but works for me. I know it's shocked me as well. She's also born in September, a fan of white chocolate, also a big of Sza,Beyoncé, Rihanna,Teyana Taylor and Zendaya. She loves to dress up and show off her style she says she gets it from her "real mom" Zendaya. This girl is goofy. She kept making funny faces when I would tell her what I liked which was the colour black, my love for dark chocolate, obsession with coffee and how I like to play tennis. What surprised me more was when she ask me to use my bathroom in my office. She said that she learned she needed to bring spare comfy clothes, makeup remover and her bonnet at the office when she stayed late nights like this. She did what she needed while she changing I was cleaning up my office and went out to throw away the trash to come and find her in some shorts, a pair of fluffy slides on (the uggs one) an oversized T-shirt and she also had glasses on which I didn't know she had.

"What do I have something on my face." She said. "Yes. You got glasses." I said still shook. She looked amazing. She gave off a nerdy look but it suited her. We then walked out my office and into the elevator. I could tell she was freaking out a little so I took her hand in mine. She gave a look but didn't remove her hand. Her other hand was in her phone and I could tell she was ordering an Uber but I quickly told her I wouldn't mind dropping her home and that it was late, 2:15 in the morning. She kept telling me that she was fine taking an Uber home and that she was a grown woman able to take care of herself.

"Oh, so che sei una donna adulta,Bambina.(Oh I know you're a grown woman, babygirl) I say and she looks utterly confused but agrees to take her home. We get in my car and I put I. Her address in and we arrive at her place. It's a really nice condo complex but then it hits me that I live in the penthouse suite of the complex. And that she lives in the building I own.Shit.

Yeah ya!!! You'll get to see her more my subconscious tells me.

I'm doomed.

-N,xoxo