Life Is Nothing Without You

~Chapter 1~✓

~Lorenzo's POV~

I walk out of my last meeting of the day.

I walk into my office and walk over to my desk and sit down on the leather seat.

"Bring me coffee," I say into the intercom

"Yes, Boss." Susie my assistant says with a flirty voice.

She just sounded like she was constipated.

I open my laptop and start working on business stuff.

I hear someone knock on the door.

"Enter."

The door slowly opens to reveal Susie in a skimpy dress.

Susie isn't ugly but she's not gorgeous. She's just ordinary looking. She has bright blonde hair, dull brown eyes, fairly tall. Maybe around 5'8. She's still shorter than me though. But she's a bitch.

She acts like she owns the place. And everybody should bow down to her.

Bitch

I'm probably just going to fire her and have a new assistant by the end of the week.

"Here you go, boss."

She places the cup down in front of me while bending over my desk slightly showing me her breasts.

You can tell she's had a boob job done there to perfect looking and perky to be natural.

Also when she first came here her breasts weren't that big.

She stands back up slowly and sits on my desk.

"You seem stressed. Let me help you."

She walks over to me and starts massaging my shoulders. Well more scraping me.

She has very long nails that are bright red and there in a point.

"Leave."

She stops her movements and walks in my line of sight.

"Why?" She asks with a fake pout on her bright red lips that you can tell she overlines them.

Or whatever you call it.

"I said leave," I said while looking back at my laptop

"But I can help. I know you want me to."

She starts dragging her nail down my arm that's resting on the arm of the chair.

"GET. OUT. NOW"

She looks at me with an annoyed look and walks to the door. Yanking it open and swaying her hips and slammed the door shut.

My grandma told me never to hit a woman without reason.

I continue working for hours.

I look up and see it's already 12:50.

I start to pack everything up.

Meaning grab my phone and suit jacket.

Walk over to the elevator and the hit ground floor button.

I own all the buildings on this street.

I step out of the elevator and make my way to the doors when I hear yelling.

I look over and see my receptionist yelling at someone.

"Security." He yells.

"P-please. I-i j-just n-need t-to call s-someone."