Page 16 of Care: Part 1
She headed up the stairs where she entered her bedroom. The moment she walked into her closet; she spotted the attire very quickly.
One thing she had always hated most was business-wear. It made her feel like she was trying too hard to be something she wasn't. Not to mention the fact that it always managed to be itchy.
She picked up a pearl dress that appeared elegant. There was also a plain black pencil skirt that looked a lot more appealing than the expensive pearl dress.
Placing the dress back into the closet, she was quick to put on the black pencil skirt. It had to be two sizes too small. The fabric was hugging Avelina’s body and leaving no space to breathe.
She grabbed a plain white blouse with a look of annoyance on her face. Avelina already felt uncomfortable, and she wasn't even wearing the whole outfit yet.
Avelina placed on the shirt. As she worked with the buttons, she could only hope that Adrik wouldn't call the shirt she decided to wear a 'napkin' again.
Once she finished, she found a pair of heels that were a decent height. She never liked to wear heels that were too high because they tended to make her tall figure appear even taller. As soon as she slid them on, she made her way to the restroom, where she fixed up her hair by leaving it down in its normal state.
Avelina then walked out of her bedroom and made her way down the stairs. The first thing she noticed was Anton. He was waiting patiently for her at the bottom of the stairs. She gave him a small smile as his eyes seemed to roam her body unintentionally. He was quick to clear his throat and look away.
"Mr. Zolotov is waiting for you in the car.”
Avelina nodded her head before following Anton out of the door. She looked on both sides of the door to see guards staring into the space straight in front of them.
She stepped out of the house and continued to follow Anton towards the all-black BMW, where he opened the door for her to enter. The second she peeked inside, she noticed Adrik was sitting there with sunglasses perched on his face. He quickly turned his attention towards her just as she sat down on the cold leather seats.
"Hi," she smiled at Adrik, who only continued to watch her.
Anton was quick to shut the door behind Avelina just before the driver pulled off down the road.
"I'm kind of nervous. I've never worked at a big office before," Avelina admitted.
He turned to glance out of the window.
Her eyes strayed down the curve of Adrik’s nose to the plumpness of his lips. "Do you have any advice?"
"Zaria will help you," the driver spoke randomly.
"Right, I believe Anton told me about her.”
“Yes, she is Mr. Zolotov's assistant. She is one of the only few people that work well with our boss," he said.
Avelina couldn't deny the way her mouth seemed to form its own frown. She had only hoped that Adrik wasn't watching her. "Very well then.”
When she turned her head, Adrik was only mere inches away from her face. Her gaze instinctively dropped to his lips before running back up towards his eyes. She could feel her heartbeat increasing as he leaned in closer.
Her eyelids instinctively shut on their own accord as he kept leaning into her. Instead of kissing her like she had anticipated, his soft lips grazed her ear.
"I noticed the way you crossed your legs when you were staring at me. I cannot help but wonder if you are still thinking about our moment in the bathtub," he whispered lightly.
As he pulled away, she hurriedly pulled her legs apart. The quickening of her heartbeat didn’t go unnoticed by neither of them.
"Adrik.”
He turned away from her.
After a few moments, they pulled into the front of a gigantic building. Avelina had to crane her neck to the farthest of its ability just to gaze at the top of it.
Adrik had gotten out of the car as soon as the vehicle was parked. He made his way over to Avelina. When he placed his arm around her waist to help her out of the car, a chill ran down her spine.
"You don't think this looks a bit unprofessional?" Avelina asked.
Adrik didn't even do so much as spare her a glance.
