Mr. Right

Chapter 1

Pic of sky on the top ^^

Sky's pov
Waking up to the sound of busy streets is something I've learned to love. I recently moved here to New York to find a well paid job. My best friend Amelia lived here already so when I was new, she helped me get used to it and finding me a decent home. My apartment isn't that big, only 2 rooms and 1 bathrooms and 1 small kitchen. Now after months being here I know the streets, places and can finally call my apartment home. My parents at first didn't let me go because they thought I was "still young" i mean I'm only 23 years old, so after literally begging to them, they let me go with one condition: call them everyday. So I call them at night and I basically tell them what's happen so far while they tell me what's happened over there in North Carolina. In my free time, I volunteer at the animal shelter, dance at a studio, take my piano lessons and sing as well. I don't go to clubs or hook up with random guys, I haven't even had my first kiss. Instead i stay home and watch criminal minds. Today is a big day, I have my first interview in the most powerful company in America. So since I applied to be a personal assistant, I have to look professional. So I open my closet and pick a outfit.

With only a spare of time, i run to my car and head to the company. As I get there my mouth is wide open This company is HUGE!!!! Ignoring the butterflies in my stomach, I head to the front desk. A lady in her 40s is on the phone, after she hangs up she looks at me "hello dear, how may I help you?" I smile "I'm here for an interview for the boss's personal assistant" she nods and picks up the phone, "hello mr Parker, there's a young lady whose applied here and says she has a interview with you" I could hear a faint voice "okay sir" she hangs up and smiles "he's waiting for you dear, just take the elevator to the top level and go straight and make a right, his office should be right there dear" i smile "thank you" I walk to the elevator and wait for the doors to open. Finally I make it to his office you can do this sky I knock on the door and hear a "come in",opening the door I come face to face with a handsome guy. He's maybe about 6'2 and has the most mysterious brown eyes that I'll like to just stare at. His hair is brown and looks soft, his beard isn't that hairy it's just right. After taking in this Greek god I speak first "H-Hi I'm Skylar Adams" he looks at me "ya okay, let's just get this stupid interview over with" I feel shocked "excuse me Mr what ever your name is, your the one who wanted to see me and this stupid interview doesn't have to happen.
I can just walk out of this room or you can quit being a asshole and we can get this interview started" his jaw is clenched as he makes his way towards me, he grabs both my arms real tight which will probably leave a bruise their for a while "My name is Ryan Parker and I'm the most powerful billionaire in America!!!! SO SHOW SOME RESPECT!!!! AND YOUR RIGHT WE DONT HAVE TO DO THIS INTERVIEW DO GET OUT!!!!! Before I answer him, he opens the door and literally throws me, I fall and land on my face. I look up at him and see guilt but quickly fades away and only shows anger. I slowly get up but fall again. He's still standing there watching me why can't he just leave!! I lean against the wall and slowly make my way out of the company. Outside you see traffic but when I look up to the building and see Ryan's office, he's there standing.....looking down at me. We make eye contact but I'm the first to look away and go home. Getting home I had a lot of feelings sad,angry confused, and scared. What kind of man does that to women? Everything hurts around me. My ankle hurts, my bruises hurt and my head too. My knees are scrapped and bruised up while my arms having finger mark bruises.

(Sorry if it's too graphic, I wanted y'all to have an idea 🤗)

My ankle hurts stepping on it, i might have to see a doctor I'd probably do it tomorrow. I feel one tear coming down and next a whole bunch of them come down. Come on sky stop crying over a guy, why am I even crying? For him? No it can't be

I try my best to clean the wounds but it's no use, they hurt bad and I should probably let the doctor see it. I change into my PJs and silently cry the pain out until I fall asleep.

Hey loves 👋 I'm back!!!!!!! And I'm sooo glad I'm writing another book!!!! I hope you enjoy it 🤗 plz vote and comment!!!! I'll appreciate it 🙏💯