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He needs me?

Exhausted, I'm incredibly exhausted and that's not even an exaggeration. It's been a week since I signed the contract and I've never been this drained.

I had to work on different things at once. From understanding the collection to actually fitting it into Mr Roberto's style. The only silver lining was that I didn't see him after the contract was signed. I mostly worked with his secretary, Miss Emily.

She would send me his measurements and provide me with every information I needed.

I'm pretty sure Mr Roberto just wanted absolutely nothing to do with me and to be honest, I hope it stays that way.

"Do you really have to do this? You've been working tirelessly and now you're going to the company on a Sunday" Lilian complained.

"I have to work Lilian, I have to. Besides I'm not complaining" I grabbed my bag and walked towards the door.

Lilian followed me "but I am, this is getting too much. You barely have time for us these days, you're the boss... "

"And I can take the weekend off. I know, but I just like working Lilian. That's not a bad thing, I'm also setting an example for my employees..."

"At this point, I think you just want to spend time away from us and that is fine" Lilian turned around and headed for her room.

I sighed, this was already getting out of hand. I can barely breathe without her requesting I come here everyday. I love them but it's getting quite serious "Lilian you know that's not true. I love you and Greg and all I want is to make you both proud" I was already in the room with her.

She shook her head "we're already proud. All we want is for you to be present..."

"I've been here six times last week and today is a Sunday, a new week. I don't even sleep in my house. I mean I spend almost every night here and we spend time together! How can I be any more present?" I ran my hands through my hair in exhaustion.

Lilian shook her head again "it won't hurt if you spend the whole week here! Saturdays and Sundays! And stop working on Saturdays and Sundays! Why do you even live elsewhere? You're always outside and it bothers me..."

"I am twenty four years old Lilian! I am twenty four years old. I can take care of myself. I need you to understand that I don't do any of this intentionally..." I was cut off by the sound of my phone ringing.

I picked up the call "Anastasia Fisher"

"I am very well aware of that. You need to come to my office" I flinched and double checked to see who it was even though I already knew. It was an unknown number but the voice was unmistakable.

"I... But... Today's a Sunday. It's still the weekend..."

"You need to be here in twenty minutes" he ended the call without addressing my complaint.

To be honest, I knew I was reaching for the stars when I pointed out that it was a weekend. It was stated in the contract that I must be available anytime he calls.

Lilian was giving me a confused look "who was that and why do you look so pale?"

I forced a smile "it's just a client. I need to go now Lilian. I'll call you in the evening and please tell Greg I said hi"

Lilian folded her hands "A client? What type of client calls on a Sunday? Do you..."

"I'm running late. I'll call you in the evening" I gave her a quick hug before rushing out.

The Roberto family owned several business structures. From companies to restaurants, schools, boutiques, jewelry stores, shopping malls, hotels and many more. I've been to some of the restaurants and boutiques.

I'm guessing that since he said I should come to his office, he meant the headquarters. That's the main building where the serious stuff happens.

After parking my car, I walked into the luxurious but formal building. It was big, as big and tall as a billionaire would want. I wasn't nervous but I was certainly curious.

When I walked in, not many people paid attention to me and I was grateful for that. Most people were busy with their work.

"Are you Miss Emily?" I jerked back a little when I heard the feminine voice. I turned back to see a petite brunette then I smiled and nodded.

She looked me up and down then muttered something under her breath. I frowned a little, I'm certain that I'm not underdressed. I'm dressed in a knee-length black off the shoulder gown and white heels. I initially wanted to go to my company and see if there was work to be done.

"I was asked to lead you to Mr Roberto's office. I'm his assistant secretary" I nodded and she proceeded to lead the way.

I was finally at the top floor after five long elevator rides.

The brunette knocked on the door and after some minutes, she got a call. I'm guessing that was her permission to go in cause she opened the door after that.

The office is a very wide space with more formal furniture than I imagined. But it is precisely sophisticated.

"Good day Mr Roberto, she's here" The brunette announced.

He was rather focused on the documents in front of him "Noted. You may excuse us"

The brunette exited the office, leaving me alone with him.

The office was dead silent and the only audible sound was the sound of his pen on the documents. He didn't ask me to sit so I stood, for a long time to be precise.

"Excuse me sir, I can see that you're busy but so am I. I prefer to leave and be called back when I'm actually needed" I reasoned.

Finally, he looked up and met my gaze. I fought the urge to take in a deep breath. His stare was intense and his face was just too perfect. I was suddenly feeling hot so I fumbled with my bag.

He raised his eyebrow "I called you here for a reason"

"But you have barely acknowledged my presence..."

"Acknowledge your presence? In what way? You're merely my employee" he said nonchalantly and got back to signing the documents.

I tried to ignore his words and remain professional "exactly, you haven't assigned any tasks to me since I got here. Do you need me to get some fits or..."

"Kindly stop talking" he looked up again, his eyes finding mine "I don't 'need' you"

Heat rose to my cheeks at his words but I tried to hide it.

"To do anything" he added then dropped his pen and rose to his feet. He was tall, maybe 6'ft but what distracted me most was his build.

I tried to keep my eyes on his hair, that was less distracting.

"It is clearly stated in the contract that you must be available anytime I call you"

I knew this was coming so I nodded "yes, sir. I apologise for the unprofessionalism"

"I'm flying to New York" he stated ignoring my apology.

I nodded not sure why he's telling me this "okay. Safe travels"

He cocked his head to the side and raised his brows "you're coming with me"

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