It’s good to be the boss for many reasons. But today, I am grateful for one reason in particular. That because I am the boss, all the staff are practically tripping over themselves to help me move into my new mansion. And I fucking hate packing and moving, +
The time had finally come. Any nerves or misgivings I had about being in charge of this entire resort needed to take a firm backseat. Because anxious about it or not, I was the boss, repairs after the hurricane had been completed, and we were +
Alex and I didn’t want our holiday to end. The fun felt endless, and it was actually nice to hang out in a colder climate for a break from the tropics. But all good things must come to an end, and we had to go back to work eventually. Work. +
With my mind still completely blown that I was now the owner of this resort, I decided I needed to take some time to rest and recharge. So much had happened. The drama with the drug dealer, the hurricane, Mr. Evanson passing away, his nightmare +
After the excitement of helping take down an internationally wanted drug dealer, it felt almost mundane to head back to the resort for my next challenge. Getting the place cleaned up and organising repairs for the damage caused by the hurricane. Then +
The air was so still, that it barely felt like we were on the beach. My focus was so completely on Alex as the man in white takes a seat at her table and removes his hat, while his two bodyguards stand directly behind him. +
Baros Island had barely been touched by the hurricane. A few trees had come down here and there on the eastern shoreline, but aside from that, you’d never even know they had wild weather. As Michele docks the large speedboat we had taken over +
I just stand there, staring down at Michele, trying to process the words that have just come out of his mouth. Truth be told, I still wasn’t over the surprise of this dude even being alive. The last I saw of him, he had been frantically trying to +
One by one, we slowly emerged from the safety of the cellar. Night had fallen, so our eyes were barely able to make out the severity of the destruction that had swept our workplace and home. But when the full moon appeared from behind ominous clouds, +
The storm shelter was safe, but we could all hear the howling winds outside. Banging, crashing, and the occasional explosion also reached our ears through the thick concrete. We all huddled together in the low light of the underground bunker, +
Instinct kicks in before I can even think properly. All I know is that I cannot let those men die. Criminals or not, if I could save them, I was going to. I force my way back through the trees toward the beach, the wind trying to stop me. The storm +
I keep my hands raised as my mind runs a mile a moment, trying to come up with my next move. The truth was, whatever I did, I had to do it fast or all three of us were dead. As the wind picks up and the rain gets heavier, this storm has gone +
The air has gotten heavier, thicker. The humidity has risen but the wind has also picked up. Rain peppers the landscape and the sky is so dark, you could almost be forgiven for thinking it was night, not mid-afternoon. I can feel every sense +
I hadn’t exactly been planning anything specific for Christmas. But I definitely was not planning to spend the day preparing for a massive cyclone. Now, you might be thinking that I should expect this kind of disaster +
You know how people tell you not to get too comfortable? Because that is the exact moment something will go terribly wrong? Well, wait until you hear this…
Six glorious months had passed since my best friend, Alex started working +
Alex Harper. How can I describe Alex? More precisely, how can I describe the most awesome chick that has ever existed and my best friend in the entire world and even come close to doing her justice? Even awesome doesn’t say it enough. +
So, this is the view I woke up to, not only this morning, but every morning. Jealous? Yeah, you should be, *cue my smirk* because not only is this where I live, but my rent is totally free. How did I accomplish this, you wonder? Okay, so I +
TBC
TBC
I chuckle as I follow her, already feeling better. This mansion was ridiculously huge for one person. Having Alex to +
I chuckle as I follow her, already feeling better. This mansion was ridiculously huge for one person. Having Alex to +
“That is what I’m asking you.”
“Fuck yes is my answer,” she pulls me to her, wrapping her arms around me for a tight hug which I return eagerly.
“Thanks, Alex,” I keep hugging her, “I love ya, you bitch.” +
“That is what I’m asking you.”
“Fuck yes is my answer,” she pulls me to her, wrapping her arms around me for a tight hug which I return eagerly.
“Thanks, Alex,” I keep hugging her, “I love ya, you bitch.” +
“Wanna be my roommate?” I ask her with a slightly pleading look in my eyes and a little smile.
“Do I wanna live in tropical Wayne Manor with my best +
“Wanna be my roommate?” I ask her with a slightly pleading look in my eyes and a little smile.
“Do I wanna live in tropical Wayne Manor with my best +