Sebastian sat quietly, yet angrily in an arm chair while me and Garret sorted everything out. He had finished his hissy fit knowing it would do him no good. Garret had me sign a few papers, some wavers basically stating that if I got killed by a cow or got ran over by a tractor or something out there they wouldn't pay for my funeral. Greedy bastards.
But loaded ones, though.
Anyway, I began to realize how crazy and idiotic this whole plan sounded. I wanted to tell Garret that there was no curing his son, that he needed a good dose of Jesus, maybe an STD test as well, but frankly I didnt find it appropriate at the moment.
"I can't thank you enough for doing this, Leslie. You truly are a life saver." I smiled at Garret as I signed the papers he set down.
"I'm happy to help, anything for this company."
"Anything?" Sebastian laughed.
"Shut..up!" Garret was fumming now. I couldn't understand how Garret hasn't completely lost his shit, yet. If I was Garret I would have ran out of the office screaming already.
I ignored his comment and signed the last paper.
"That's it. So when do we head out?" I asked.
"Two days. Forget about what I said in the elevator about Sebastian handling the press Ill have Darcy help out with David, and of course my people will be assisting you as well-Lucinda!"
Within a couple of seconds, a preppy young blonde ran into the room, barely able to keep her balance in her six inch stilettos and constricting pencil skirt.
"Yes, Mr. Harrison?" She replied.
" Cancel everything you're currently doing. I need you to do me a favor-"
Lucinda smiled hopefully, assuming she was desperately needed.
"Terrence isnt here and you're always close."
Her smile suddenly faded.
"Call Pilot Flemmings and tell him I need a jet ready to fly by thursday night."
"Got it, sir."
"Thursday night!"
Lucinda flinched at Garret's overpowering voice. When she composed herself she headed for the door, but not before sneaking a look at Sebastian who was eying her up and down, smirking. She blushed and almost slammed into the glass door.
"Sebastian, get out." Garret demanded.
"Fine by me, I'm gonna go get lunc-"
"No way in hell. You brought the paparazzi here, you're not bringing them inside. Lucinda, go down and get Sebastian a damn sandwich."
"Yes, sir." She reached for the door handle but Sebastian beat her to it.
"I've got it, beautiful." He said gently, looking down at the swooning blonde. As he let her walk ahead, me and Garret watched them both walk down the hallway, and at Sebastian whistling under his breath at Lucinda's ass.
Garret rubbed his temples, something he has done many times in the last few hours.
"You see how much stress he puts upon me? I'm just glad something will finally change."
I smiled. I didn't know what else to say. If I said what was on my mind I would get the infamous Garret chew-down that everyone hates.
Only one person finds it ammusing.
"I forgot to apologize for, for putting this task on your shoulders. This doesn't fall under your profession and I don't want you to feel obliga-"
"No obligation, sir. It is always important for me to look out for Harrison inc's. best interest."
He smiled faintly.
"I know you're technically not my publicist for the next few months, but I need you to cancel everything for today. I need sometime to think." I nodded and headed for the door. I exited and headed down the hallway, looking at Garret pick up the phone and hesitantly dial a number.
When I made it into the lobby, Sebastian was on his phone, pacing the hallway on the other side of the floor. I decided not to make eye contact for it would result in him making my head hurt with a stupid remark about what was going on and how it's suddenly my fault.
I entered my office to find Darcy hard at work. A reliable girl she was. Smart and loyal, the best assistant I could ask for. There was also occasions when we would talk as if we were best friends; gossiping about employees, dishing our favorite looking men co-workers and such.
How professional we are.
"Darcy, I have a lot to tell you, and I'm still a little iffy on the details, so hear me out."
She stopped typing and looked up at me with a concerned expression. I plopped down into a chair before I spoke.
"...Frankly, Garret wants me...to...help Sebastian out for the next few months since he is taking Garret's place as CEO. His reckless and disgusting behavior isn't something we want in the head chair, you know?" Darcy nodded.
"So, Garret has decided it would be best for him to step away from the lime light. To go back to live with his mom-"
"In Tennessee?"
"Yup."
"So that means that..you're..."
"Yup. Three months with him and his family. I didn't want to do it but this company can't have a boss like Sebastian is currently and...the money was just too good to pass up. Anyway, this means that you will take my role as publisist for the next three months."
Darcy's brown eyes were as big as marbles at my comment. I could see how hard she tried to contain her excitement.
"Don't you worry, Miss King. I promise I will take care of everything."
"You don't need to make any promises. I already have faith in you. It's a big responsibility, Darcy."
"I know, I'm ready."
"Good, now-" Before I could finish my sentence my attention was focused on Sebastian, who was now walking towards the elevator. My eyes widened in horror and anger.
"Ready for your first official task, Darcy?" I asked.
She nodded, and waited attentively for me to speak again. I opened my office door. "Cancel all of Mr. Harrison's calender events today. I'll be back, I have a problem to fix."
I closed the door and marched my way over to the evelator Sebastian was stepping into.
"What in the hell!?" I was yelling like a maniac in the lobby; all of the Harrison Inc. employees and some other important visitors were looking at me like I was crazy. Paul put the phone on hold and mouthed "what are you doing", but in all honesty I couldn't answer, since I didn't really know myself.I jogged my ass to the elevator, which Sebastian was already inside of, and stopped the doors from closing with my hand. When they re opened, a pair of surprised green eyes looked up from an iPhone, then turned into angry ones.Frankly both of our eyes shared a similar emotion.I walked into the elevator, ready to escort him out, until both of the doors were closed and we made our descent."Shit." I mumbled.He put his phone in his pocket. "What are you doing?" He asked."I should be asking you the same question. Your father told you to stay in the lobby. How can you not follow simple
All five of us stood in the elevator in silence, still trying to wrap our minds around what happened. The only sound came from one of the security guards opening a water bottle he had in his pocket. I still had Sebastian's jacket in my hand but he didn't ask for it back yet, since he was now eating his sandwich. He was scarfing that thing down like it was the last thing to eat on earth. Lucinda stood next to me, staring at him with hopeful eyes. I leaned in to Lucinda's ear."He may want it from you soon, but not now." I whispered. Her smile faded, and she turned and faced the elevator doors disappointed.A ring from a cell phone halted my thoughts. One of the security guards pulled out his phone and answered it. He walked into the corner of the elevator, so we couldn't hear what he was saying. I was surprised he has signal in here, until I saw it was those indestructible Nokia phones from the 90's.Lucinda turned towards me. "So wh
Once we got to the garage, another pair of security guards were waiting for us. They led us to a black SUV, and opened the door for me to get in to the back."Is everything alright, Ms. King?" Edward asked, in an emotionless tone. I nodded as I put my seat belt on, even though I was lying.Nothing was alright. It had been a long morning, a very long morning. I almost got fired twice, and my face was plastered on every gossip blog and TV show in California for now. Running away to Tennessee wasn't going to make anything better. I just hope that Darcy knows what she's doing, and by the time I get back my name will only be remembered as the millionaire's publicist's.The two security guards sat next to me, one on each side, then shut the door. I was squished in between their muscular arms, but I couldn't complain. I had a feeling they didn't want to be here either. The windows were so ti
The time was 2:45, but it had felt like we were only talking for mere minutes. Beth had decided that she wanted to enjoy something hard, and Vodka happened to be the first drink she spotted in the cabinet. I took a sip of the over bearing drink and decided that I wouldn't have anymore enter my body, no matter how much Beth insisted."C'mon, Les! Just one more drink." She pleaded. She was obviously entering the beginning stages of intoxication, for she could barely keep her balance sitting down. Paul downed a small glass of Vodka with one tip like a pro. Sure, he did cough a few times when he successfully swallowed the drink, but he managed to keep it down. He reached for the bottle and poured himself another glass, spilling the Vodka all over the table."Le-les. Just live 'little. Just one drink." Paul gurgled. He paused after every word to gather the right ones to say.I went into the kitchen and grabbed an old rag from under the s
I heard someone stepping into the jet, being none other than Sarah the bitch. She rolled her eyes when she saw me."Not here for a cat fight," I started, "I just want to see what's going on, that's all.""Well we're in agreement in something, this shit is fucking crazy." She replied. She leaned over the leather seat next to the one I was on and looked out the window. We could hear their conversation perfectly."I wanted to surprise you, sweetheart." Fiona said. Sebastian took off his shades to examine his mother more prominently. Eric stood by the SUV, while Lucas stood by the stairs to the jet, not wanting to be in the cross fire. Edward, however, stood by Fiona, still in shock he was blindsided."Surprise me with what?" Sebastian asked."Well, with you taking over the company and all. I didn't know you would have to go through some cleansing process to do it. I guess it's for the best, I've been v
20 minutes later we were in the air. The sun was beginning to set while we ascended into the clouds, so we would be flying in the dark soon."Can I get you anything, Miss. King?" A flight attendant asked. She was an older woman, about a decade older than me but still looked prettier than me.As always."Um, yes I would like some champagne." I replied. She smiled. She turned to Sarah, who was gazing out the window at the clouds"And you, Miss. Gonzales?""Um, no I'm OK." She said.The flight attendant nodded her head and made her way down the cabin."You know it's not wise to drink on the job, Miss. King." Sebastian said in a flat tone, typing on his laptop.I rolled my eyes."He's a piece of work, isn't he? Took him a month to get used to me when Garret hired me." Sarah whispered.I looked at her surprised. Was she
After saving the document, I contemplated staying here with Sebastian or going back to sit with Fiona and Sarah. Lucas had awoken a few seconds before, but was still in a daze. He looked around the jet, confused."Oh, hey Leslie. Hello Mr. Harrison. I'm sorry, how long have I been sleep?""About an hour I think." Sebastian answered.Lucas sighed and stretched. I figured since he was awake it gave me the right away to go back to my seat since I wasn't needed to keep him company anymore, but something inside of me wanted to stay, to find out more about Sebastian. Even though it was no surprise seeing him in a magazine almost every month, I felt like there was more mystery behind Sebastian that he wanted to keep hidden.The flight attendant made her way to where we sat. "Dinner will be served in twenty minutes." She said. I looked out the window. The sun had complete disappeared and the moon was hidden behind the cloud
As the flight attendant gave us our options for dinner, I was eager to hear what Fiona was going to say. In all honesty, it was hypocritical to say that Sebastian was going to be bias about everything, considering she was divorced, and a bitoverenthusiasticabout most things. Still, I was going to be open minded about whatever she had to say, and maybe later on get Sebastian's opinion on his Mommy and Daddy issues. Ten minutes later, we had four plates of traditional steak and potatoes set in front of us. Since none of us obviously felt like being a little original, we all got the same thing. Dinner remained untouched for a few minutes. We just sat there, looking at each other. Fiona looked as if she was eager yet hesitant on telling me her family business. Lucas exchanged looks with everyone before picking up his