Kia's POV
Knowing I am alone, I decided to go down to clean the mess I left from last night but the moment I went downstairs, I was mesmerized to see that everything is cleared.
Until I heard Pierre speaking from somewhere. "Sure, Attorney. I'll be waiting. Thank you."
Seeing me approaching, he puts down the phone and walked towards me. "Feeling better?" He asked.
Nodding but curious to why is he talking to an attorney, I asked back. "Why are you talking to a lawyer?"
Smiling, he says. "You'll know, later. For now, let's get you fed." Pulling a chair for me to sit.
Sitting, I thanked him and as we go eat together, I just can't help but to notice the subtle changes in his look. "Did you just get a haircut?" I asked.
Nodding, he smiles and replies. "Yeah, does it suit me better?"
Giving a slight smile, I mumbled. "It does, you look more professional now."
Chuckling, he asks. "Do I look that casual before?"
"Yeah, just right for a babysitter." I replied, nodding with a giggle.
Faking a frown, he says. "You scared me when I saw you lying down there." Pointing to the floor with his lips.
Looking down, I muttered. "Sorry, I was just too drunk to reach my room."
Sighing, he lets out another comment. "Anyone who receives that restraining order will go mad."
Shocked, I asked. "H-how do you know?"
"I just saw the papers while cleaning." He replies, shrugging. "Aren't you gonna fight back?" He adds.
Giggling bitterly, I replied. "Just how do you expect me to do that, I don't even have a job now, what's more is that I scared Keith..."
"Scared him? With what?" Pierre asked.
Taking a deep breath, I told him the story and how did Seth took advantage of that to get the Restraining Order.
Face-palming, Pierre muttered. "This couldn't have happened if I hadn't left you guys alone."
Hearing the guilt on his voice, of course I knew I had to tell him that nothing of this is his fault, so I did. "No, it's all my fault. I-if I hadn't took that leave of absence, I wouldn't be fired and you won't be fired. It's all me, Pierre, all of this happens because of me."
Blaming myself for everything, I just started slapping myself in front of him but instead of telling me things, he stood up beside me and just hugged me tight.
Don't know how and why, I just find his warmth too comforting that whenever he does this, my mind just clears up and my heart calms down.
Now, calmed down, he whispers into my ear. "No matter what happens, I am here and what I offered you that night stands still. I promise to make you a queen even you're not mine."
Falling deep into his words, I just found myself wrapping my arms around his neck and said. "Then make me yours."
Nodding with his lustrous gaze, he says. "Oh I will, but not now my Queen. I need you to finish your food first." He playfully winks before moving my arms off him.
Pouting, we just continued eating and after that we lounged at the living room where he immediately put his arms around me.
"S-so, how have you been for a week?" I asked as casual I can be, since we aren't really in an employee and employer relationship now.
Playing with my hair, he replies. "I'm good, but bored. Can't stop thinking about you and your son."
Can't help but to feel Keith's sudden disappearance in my life too, I looked away, mumbling. "Maybe, it's better that he's there too."
Shaking his head, as he caress my face, he says. "No, you know it isn't. We both know that you can take care of him better."
"B-but what do I do? Do I even have a fight?" I asked, my lips trembling.
Looking at me straight in the eye, he said. "Of course you do, you got me and I am more than sure that Keith wants to be with you too."
Then our talk was cut off when the doorbell rings. "Who might that be?" I asked, gently getting up so I could open the door.
Pushing me back to the couch, he says. "I'll go, you just sit there and fix yourself." Walking to the front door, he opens up and said. "Welcome, Atty. Maximilian. Please do come in."
"Thank you, Mr. Thompson." The Attorney replies letting himself in.
Sitting back beside me, the Attorney immediately pulls up a pile of paper from its briefcase.
"These are the documents you had ask for Mr. Thompson." It said, handing it to Pierre.
As Pierre reached for it, I immediately peeked on it but it's just too wordy for me to read that my head starts to hurt.
"Hold these for me, my Queen. It is yours." Pierre said.
Smiling, the Attorney looked at me. "Sorry for the sudden intrusion Miss Samuel, but it is nice to finally to meet you. My name is Alexander Maximilian and I am the attending lawyer of the Thompson Grand Enterprises." It introduced himself.
"Pardon me, but will you please say that again?" I asked since I feel like I am missing a big thought.
Chuckling, Atty. Maximilian repeated. "My name is Alexander Maximilian and I am the attending lawyer of the Thompson Grand Enterprises."
"T-Thompson Grand Enterprises?! Y-you mean the country's economy support?" I asked in uttered awe.
Nodding, he then points to Pierre and said. "And this young man beside you is none other than the youngest heir of the Thompson's, Mr. Pierre Adan Thompson."
Gazing into Pierre in my utmost disbelief, I muttered. "T-that can't be! J-just how would an heir be a babysitter for my child!"
Chuckling and pinching my nose, Pierre replies. "Guess this is what you call love, my Queen."
Can't help but to swat his hand off me, I replied. "N-no. T-this isn't real!" I yelled.
But the two of them just laughed at my reaction and soon, Atty. Maximilian said his farewell and left for another appointment.
Still at the lingering shock, I sat there speechless, looking at Pierre with questioning eyes.
"Come on, Miss. I didn't mean to shock you like that and that's why I kept this hidden from you." He explains.
"Still! Why would you do all of this when you can just manage a company!" I howled at him, feeling betrayed.
"Like I said, at first I was just exploring on what to do in life but you happened to hire me and I happen to love it here and you guys, I know, it was unbelievable but I swear, I didn't mean to reveal this like this, I just want you not to lose your hope in getting back Keith." He explains further.
Looking down, I said. "But you're not gaining anything from this."
Shaking his head, he pulls me into a hug and muttered. "I am, I am getting you smile and happy again."
Burying my face into his chest, I mumbled. "But what if it's not worth it? W-what if I'm not worth it?"
Caressing me, he replies. "You will forever be worth it, my Queen."
Looking up, my eyes locked with his and soon enough, we are kissing and all over one another.
Don't know why but somehow, this feels different from the first time we did, for it feels more like a love making than of just a lustrous sex.
He even kept muttering sweet nothings on my ear while he goes slow and everything was just so romantic that I forget that I am still supposedly mad about his secret.
The next day, I woke up, he was already dressed in a corporate attire and that is only when I see him as a real wealthy guy he is.
"Good morning, my Queen." He greets me, giving me a quick peck on my forehead. "I do love it when you look at me like that but, I have to bring you somewhere today so you could please get up now and prepare yourself?" He adds.
"Where to?" I asked, letting him pull me off the bed.
Smiling, he whispers. "It's a secret for now, my Queen. Just go and prepare."
Curious but can't help but to oblige, I went to the bath, took a shower then gets dressed, after awhile, I went downstairs and see him sipping on his coffee.
"There you are. Want some coffee too?" He asked, meeting me halfway.
Shaking my head, I replied. "You know I don't breakfast."
Nodding, he then finishes his coffee and soon assisted me out of the house and into a car.
"Good morning, Mr. Thompson. Where are we headed to?" The driver asked him.
"To the company, please." He replied, glancing at me, asking. "Are you ready for your new job?"
"What job?" I asked back as I wasn't informed that I am getting employed.
Chuckling, he says. "Like I said, I am giving you everything you deserve my Queen and as I know how much of a hard worker you are, I will be putting you in a position where you excell the most."
Biting my lips in uncertainty, I mumbled. "What if I do wrong? Will you get blamed?"
Shaking his head with a smile plastered in his face, he said. "It's okay to make mistake, the important thing is you learn from it."
Nodding in agreement to his encouragement, I somehow felt better but the moment we entered the company's building, I felt so nervous that I kept walking small.
Holding me by the waist, he says. "Walk proudly, Miss. You look fine just the way you are."
"Y-you're not helping. You're making me more nervous!" I told him.
Chuckling, he lets go and said. "I know you can do it. Break a leg!"
Nodding, he then lead me to the human resources department and there, I was informed that I will be working as a secretary to Pierre.
After that orientation, Pierre leads me into his office and said. "So, how are you finding your position?"
Can't help but to pout, I replied. "I'd rather not to work under you."
"Hm? Why so?" He asked.
"I just don't want others to say that I am coattailing." I replied.
Chuckling, he says. "Oh please, they won't dare to call you that."
"Why not?" I asked back.
Caressing my cheeks, he replies once more. "Because you aren't and remember that no matter what they say, you are my Queen and I will do anything to protect you."
Can't help but to blush, I just looked away and mumbled to myself. "I hope you're not just good with your words."
It was then the door of his office opens, revealing a man who I guess is just a little older than the both of us.
"Pierre! Help your big brother, will you?" It said, practically pleading on him, obviously feigning a dramatic act.
Scratching his neck. "What help do you need this time, big brother?" Pierre replies.
"W-well. I kinda messed up and forget about my anniversary with your sister-in-law. Now she's mad and I don't know to make it up to her." It said, making me giggle in silence.
Face-palming, Pierre groans."Oh God, you know how important that is for them! How could you even forget! Mom will sure be angrier than her if she finds out." Adding more fuel to the fire.
Can't stop myself but to laugh in their desperate faces, I let out a polite suggestion. "How about treating her somewhere nice tonight, or a surprise, Sir?"
Looking at me as if it just noticed me, it asked. "And who might you be?" Walking towards me.
"Stop right there, big brother, that's my Queen." Pierre possessively warned him.
Looking me from head to toe, it says. "Oh! So she's the one you are talking about! But, didn't you said she's more of a mess? How can she appear this elegant?"
Can't help but to look at Pierre because of that remarks he had made, I asked. "Just what did you told them about me?"
Standing up in defense, Pierre walked towards me and said. "I did say you were a mess last night, but I didn't know he'd be telling you that, I'm sorry."
Unable to remain angry when he's being this apologetic, I just nod.