I sat in Carson's car, making myself comfortable cause I'd probably be sleeping here tonight.
I slouched on the chair, stretched my legs and waited for us to reach the unknown destination.
"Weren't you taught manners or did that leave you memory too", Carson said Looking semi disgusted.
"I think so,I feel so free, the stick that was formerly up my ass has disappeared, but yours is still there tho, too bad, maybe you should get hit by a car too or that may not work,n you were born with the stick", I said slightly chuckling, I just love the face he makes when I annoy the shit out of him.
Like right now he looks dumbfounded, offended, angry and disgusted all at the same time, is this guy even human?.
"There is no stick up my ass", he said in firm tone, "And mind you, I am still your boss", he said while I laughed, I could'nt keep it in anymore, "Not outside work you aren't".
He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at me like he regretted picking me up in the first place while I didn't care I was still laughing, even the stoic, blank face chauffeur had a small smile on his face, he would've definitely laughed if he wouldn't get fired on the spot.
Wait this guy might be kidnapping me, how come I never thought about that before. He could be taking me to some kidnapper's den for talking smack about his wife and shit like that.
And they'd ask me to pay some sorta ransom to let me out like I have a family I know of or something.
I look at Carson with a distraught look, how could he be so cruel.
"Why the fuck are you looking at me like that", he said with a snarl, "Ouuu Mr goody two shoes is swearing, did someone steal the stick up your ass or something, disgusting..." "Shit the fuck up and I asked you a question" "Hmm, oh yeah so I just realized you want to kidnap me for talking shit about your beautiful, angelic, breathtaking, elegant, demure, intelligent, girlfriend, so before that happens I'd like to apologize for ever saying anything to her, so please don't kidnap me"
"Stop spouting shit, I'm not kidnapping you", he said probably wondering where I got such a fat fetched idea from. "But thanks for the apologies anyway"
"So I'm not getting it kidnapped?, thank goodness I crossed my fingers during the apology part ,phew", I say while dramatically wiping off imaginary sweat from my forehead while Carson on the other hand, lookes like he was about to explode, I could tell he felt like kicking me out of the car and leaving me on the cold, wet streets but he couldn't cause i would definitely snitch on him, to both his workers and the whole damn Internet and I know they would take the bait hehe.
"We're here", Carson said as we entered some sort of palace that was meant to remain in Cinderella and not the outside world.
The building was so large that she couldn't even see the whole thing, it looked never ending, there was a fountain at the centre and numerous gardens at each sides of the fountain making it look so picturesque.
I could literally feel my jaw drop and refuse to come back to where it belonged, Carson looked at me with a smug smile as he scanned my face and got the reaction he was looking for. Ugh I hate making this dude feel good about himself and I barely even know himself, well in this life I don't.
The car came to a halt, "Get out", Carson said, ugh I hate arrogant guys, "I thought I was sleeping here tonight?", "You are sleeping here" "Then why are you telling me to get out" "The fuck, if you do get out how would you sleep, wait did you think you were gonna sleep in the car???!!!!" "Well yh...."
"Why would you think that??!!!!!", Carson asked looking dumbfounded, "Uhhh cause you're an evil, overbearing, overly unbearable, maleficent like, malicious guy" I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, "The fact you barely even know me and this is your first impression makes me kinda self aware and flattered at the same time, and also you're not sleeping in the car get out of the freaking car or else you'll sleep with the dogs"
I was pretty sure the dogs had some sorta fancy house too, sleeping with them wouldn't be so bad would it?.
I stepped out of the car and followed him into the house.... It feels weird calling this mansion a house, it's like I'm insulting it.
We walked into the house and I was almost blinded by the beauty of the interior, fuck rich handsome Russian Mafia men, I'm gonna marry this freaking house (I'm joking rich handsome Russian Mafia men, I'm still after y'all).
"Close your mouth, you'll drool on my floor", said Carson with a smirk that made me want to hit his head with a freaking chainsaw.
We were in some sorta reception like if was a five star hotel not a freaking house. We walked into the main house and I was blinded by even more beauty.
The living room literally screamed, rich people live here and they eat diamonds for breakfast. Carson gestured at a sofa and for me to sit but I refused, "So you don't wanna sit huh?" "Yeah cause you're sofa doesn't really like the fact that a brokie like me is sitting on the chair" "Uhhh... You work in my company you're not broke"
What the actual fuck, I'm not broke.
"Are you playing with me???" "That's for you to figure out" "You fucking son of a-"
"Honey whose that?", a sickenly sweet voice called out while walking down a large and wide set of stairs. I recognized her immediately. Madison. Just great.