21/03/2021
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🕊️🕊️Written by:Bena Gaselesego 🕊️🕊️
Beverly Hills Girl! CHAPTER SIX
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"It's quite late Ms. Hollywood and the streets of New York are not that safe,"he said taking off his sunglasses. "There are so many cases of robbery and thief around this area and looking at you right now you have nothing you can give. A cracked phone? I don't think that will do,"he smirked shaking his head.
Valentine couldn't help but ridicule. She dusted herself and got up from the ground since he didn't have the courtesy to help her up when it was his fault she fell down in the first place. Her brown furrowed and her lips held in a thin line,she gave him a deadly eye.
"If you are so bothered about robbers and thieves why are you here sir?" Her voice was stern and sharp. "You are the billionaire and I am just a petty civilian. Shouldn't you be worrying about yourself? I really don't find any logic of what you just said.'
His smirk didn't fall of his face as he urged closer to her and oh boy if only he knew what Valentine was doing to him in her mind. She was imagining punching his face and wiping that smirk off his face. How dare he mock her?
Her nose flared and her tiny hands clenched into fists,her face was red in rage.
"I don't lack in the field of defense Ms. Valentine but I can't say the same about you,can I?" He pulled her closer to him that she crashed into his prominent and hard chest. Her eyes widened as she placed her hands on the chest.
*Whoa! Holy f**k! He is so hot! Just feel this chest! Does he work out regularly? He must be. I wonder how he..... Oh stop it Valentine you're a bloody pervert. To top it off you're suppose to be mad at him and not eye ra**ng him. Just STOP staring at his gorgeous face!*
"Are you planning to keep staring at me like a love stuck idiot or you are going to talk to me?" He raised his eyebrow in amusement, cuffing her cheek and brushed some tingles of her hair behind her ear.
Valentine felt odd all of a sudden. She felt hot and cold at the same time and her breath hitched when his cologne hit her nostrils. Wild must. Then his natural scent. He smelt like wild berries with a whiff of mint and chocolate.
*God I have never met a man who smells like heaven before. Yeish what is this? God I am feeling mushy just been in his arms. I just want....*
She bit her lower lip and shut her eyes. Her heart was palpating and she was feeling hot and mushy. She was craving something....she was was yearning for something.... something she hasn't felt in years. She slowly opened her eyes,still in his arms,she raised her eyes and met his ocean blue ones.
*He is so beautiful. So f**king manly and hot. Why does it has to be him? He is nothing but a rude and mean man! You shouldn't be feeling all this shivers Valentine. Come on girl you can do this. Tell him your own piece of mind,slap him if you might then walk away like nothing has happened. Come on girl do it. VALENTINE FIGHTING!*
She sneered and shoved him so hard that he staggered backwards,she didn't give him time to recover she whipped her hand towards his gorgeous face to give him a tight slap but it was stopped mid way.
Her eyes widened in fear as he glared at her with madness. His eyes were screaming murder.
"WHAT THE F***K DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?"he yelled at her face making her flinch. She tried to free her wrist from his tight grip but he didn't let go instead he once again pulled her towards him making her crash into him.
"MISTAKE!"she blurt out. "I...I...I mean there wa...was a mosquito on your face and...and I..I..I just wanted to kill it. So many mosquitos in this area,"she nervously chuckled hoping to damp his foul mood but she wasn't having any luck doing that. She gulped down her face and bit into his lower lip. God he was making her nervous again.
He leant closer to her ear,his breath brushing again her sensitive spot. Thank heavens he was holding her back otherwise she would have collapsed to the floor due to her wobbly legs.
"Next time you want to hit me don't make it obvious,"he smirked backing away from her and looked at her beetroot face.
Valentine cleared her throat and just gaped at him. A while ago he was looking like a mad bull and now he is smirking at her and even encouraging her? Is he bipolar? Just what is wrong with him? For the matter of fact what was he doing here?
"What are you doing here? Why are you here?" She crossed her arms over her chest glancing at him.
"We have to talk,"he stuffed his hands in his pant pockets staring at her. "Ms. Hollywood,you didn't come to work today,may I know why?" He demanded.
"Wh...what?" She breathed out dropping her arms at her sides.
"Do you have any reason why you didn't come to work today? Even if there is a reason behind your actions you should have notified me in time I am the one paying you. That's called being responsible, accountable and professional Ms. Hollywood."
She opened her mouth to say something but no words came out. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water.
"Ms. Hollywood I told you the first time we met that I hate incompetence. No absence from work with no valid reason and no coming late to work. "
"Wh....what? Hold on a minute.... excuse me,"she held her hand up signaling stop. "You're reprimanding me from not coming to work! What job huh? I don't work for you anymore. You fired me remember!"
It was his turn to frown and hold his lips in a thin line. "I say so many things when I am angry Ms. Hollywood however I never forget what I say and how I said it. True I got angry seeing my daughter's tears but I don't remember firing you. When did I say you are fired? I didn't fire you Ms. Hollywood. I just asked you to leave. Stop making assumptions."
Valentine scoffed angrily. "I got no time for this s***,"she snapped and tried to walk pass him but he caught her wrist pulling her back that she stood in front of him.
"Never,I mean NEVER in your precious life walk out on me when I am talking. Do you understand Ms. Hollywood?"
She gulped nodding her head.
"Use your words Valentine,"he whispered.
"Y...yes s..sir,"she struttered.
"Good,"he released her. "See you tomorrow Ms. Hollywood hopefully you will be there on time this time."
"You are not going to apologize to me?! Mr. Stallone,I didn't do anything wrong. Your children don't like me and heck I don't love them either. I have no idea why you are torturing us like this when it's obvious that we can't stand each other. You have spoilt your kids with so much love and devotion that they can't tell what is wrong and what is right!" She yelled at him poking his chest with every passing word she said. "They think that everything should happen according to their own will and do you know what sucks Mr. Stallone that not for once you, you tried to hear me out. You only believed what you saw. Your kids are the worst nightmare that can ever happen to anyone. No wonder those nannies left. Your kids are pure terror and I don't want anything to do with them. God,I don't even like kids! Because of your loving and doting behavior your kids have turned to monsters. Cute,pretty little monsters!"
*Whoa girl hold your horses! You do know that's very rich coming from you. Not to talk of your fake crocodile tears you used to use on your father to get people who didn't praise you fired. You even tried to get Saida fired just because she refused to give you your favorite ice cream.*
*I know I am being a hypocrite but it hurts to have those kids saying those things to me! Like they say you can never know how someone feels until you put yourself in their position. But Saida deserved it that time.*
*And you deserve it too. You shouldn't have went into the girl's room and tried to change it without her permission.*
*But it was so full and lonely. I thought of making it better and bright.*
*We both know that Valentine. I am your sea of consciousness remember. I know exactly what you think all the time. Still you can't try renovate someone's personal stuff without their permission. I think you should be the one to apologize.*
*What! Oh hell no! I should apologize to that sixteen years old brat? You have gone locos! That ain't gonna happen. I rather eat dirt and kiss a dog then do that!*
"Earth to Valentine,"Christian shook her out of her fuzz state. He has been looking at her in amusement. It's fascinating how she can go from being feisty to zoning out and been intimidated. He agrees that he shouldn't have shouted at her but his male ego won't let him say the word "sorry". He will lose face.
"Ms. Hollywood I hate it when people zone out on me. As I was saying I will looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. Come I will drop you home,"he offered.
"I'm fine I will manage,"she shook her head at him and started to walk away
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She tried to wipe off her grim look by smiling but it only got worse. Instead of smiling she was grimacing.
"Just who are you going to murder this beautiful morning?" Saida asked serving her some breakfast. Valentine looked at the toast and eggs and a real smile crept on her face this time.
"I asked for an advance at work, just a small amount just to make this for you. I hope you like it,"Saida sat down next to her and held her hands. "Princess remember one it, whatever we are doing is for own good. I don't mean to make things hard for....."
Valentine fed her the toast cutting her speech off. She snorted with an eye roll. "Saida,you talk too much. I know why you are doing all this but still I am angry at you. Both you and dad,I don't think I will be able to forgive you so soon. Give me some time to adjust probably I will forgive you hmmmm?"
"Talk to him once princess. You haven't talked to him since we came here. You don't reply his calls nor his messages. He loves you so much and worried about you. Valentine,are you listening to me?"
She hummed munching her breakfast.
"But you don't understand me,do you?" Saida sighed and decided to give her time to finally understand that she can't live without her father and she loves him so much to stay angry at her for so long.
"So tell me why did you wake up in such a foul mood?" She initiated a conversation hoping that this time she won't glare at her and ignore her like she always do. She was really missing her baby girl. "Who is going to face your anger this morning?"
Valentine stopped chewing her food and swallowed. "Saida stop fidgeting,"she softly said and looking at the middle aged woman. A smile tainted her face. "I know I have been too hard on you but you don't have to be nervous to get me to talk. Yes I am angry at you and I still hate you but I will tell you what my problem is. You know that man? The one who offered me a job. A babysitting job! I mean was he out of his mind but anyway that's not the reason I am so pi**ed off right now. He actually thinks......."
She keep babbling everything out making Saida emotional while she was watching her prance around and waving her hands in the air to emphasize her points. Valentine was finally letting her in and of course the latter couldn't notice this.
Valentine turned and looked at Saida who was wiping her tears with a smile on her face. "Hey I am telling you my problem but you are crying. I should be the one to cry. Why are you being emotional? Wait did you get fired at work? What was your boss's reason for firing you because as far as I know you are the best anyone can ever have. Do they even know who you work for? Come we are going over to your workplace to teach that motherfu...." She paused when she noticed Saida's hard look on her. " I mean that motherfudge a lesson."
"Valentine wait,"She stopped her midway. "I didn't get fired. I was being emotional because I am happy. My baby girl,"Saida cupped her cheeks. "I love you so much. You will realize this very soon hmmmm."
Valentine gave her a weird look and stepped away from her. "Erm...oookay. i think I should go now. I am running late. See you,"she trotted out of the door and she managed to grab a taxi to Stallone Villa.
She glanced at her wrist watch. Just ten seconds before the clock hit LATE.
She run pass the bodyguards who stared behind her with widened eyes and jaws dropped. Some were amused at her speed and her outfit.
She was wearing dark pink Gucci pants and shirt paired with white boot sneakers. They have seen so many nannies before but none of them were like this one.
She was funny,had attitude,she spoke her mind and didn't try to earn the kid's favor by praising them. She was just herself and she looked quite like a rich person with all those clothes on her but hey never judge a book by its cover. There are so many people who are living fake lives out there.
Valentine barged inside the floor breathing heavily,her hand over her chest. Christian who was sitting on the couch drinking his coffee was surprised to see her there. He thought she would never come back. With her attitude last night he thought he would have to force her to come back. Well that seems it won't be needed,he couldn't fight a smile from appearing.
He got up with his glass of juice and walked over to the girl who was fanning her face with her hands and panting.
"I can see that....."
Valentine held up her hand stopping him and gladly took the glass of juice from his grasp and quickly gulped it down.
It was quite refreshing that she closed her eyes in pleasure and moaned in content. Christian watched her in amusement.
He thought she would give back the glass once she finished drinking but she still held it with her mouth with a frown on her face.
"Where did it go to? "She finally opened her eyes and looked at him. "Can I have some of that please? God it was f***** good. Anc I am not late. I am right on time."
"That you are Ms. Hollywood but I thought you ain't coming back."
She shrugged biting the insides of her cheek. "Yes but then I realized that I need the money. Like really need it."
Christian nodded. "Martha,"he called and a woman in her early forties came running into the living room. "Please serve her some of the refreshing juice of yours. Oh Martha she's Ms. Hollywood the new nanny and Ms. Hollywood she's Martha the house help and our best chef. She has been working here for a long time now. "
"Right,"Valentine raised her eyebrow. "Just for correction I am a babysitter not a nanny. There's a massive difference between the two Mr. Stallone. I watch the kids,I don't pamper them or cook for me. You know stuff like that. All I do is sit on that couch over them and watch as they mess around. That's my job,"she smugly smiled and turned to look at Martha who held a shocked expression. "Hello Martha I am pleased to meet you. "
"Pleasure is all mine Ms. Hollywood."
"Please call me Valentine. Ms. Hollywood or ma'am are quite formal. Besides you and I are similar,we both work here so can we be friends Martha?"
"Of course Valentine."
"Daddy!"
"What is she doing back here!"
The kids asked standing at the stairway. Junior widely smiled when he saw Valentine that he skipped over to her and tightly hugged.
"You came back! I missed you!" He beamed.
"Oh my baby,"she cooded pecking his chubby cheeks. "I missed you too and this time I am not leaving,"she replied smugly looking at Elizabeth and Shawn who glared at her in hate.
"DADDY WHAT THE F**K IS SHE DOING BACK HERE!"
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To be continued
