ADRIAN POINT OF VIEWAfter we arrived at the destination I dropped the ladies off, I finally allowed myself to breathe. Being around Sandra was very disturbing. She knew she couldn’t mess with me easily now, and that gave me some comfort.Later that evening, I returned to the Ashton mansion. I had barely entered inside the mansion when Ashley came towards me, she smiled at me happily, like she had been waiting for me."Adrian! You’re back," she said cheerfully, stepping closer as if she had every right to invade my personal space."Yeah, I took Miss Emily and Sandra out, I'm back now," I replied. I know I have to keep my distance from Ashley, because I know she's clearly interested in me."Well, I was hoping you could help me with something," she said, twirling a strand of her hair, giving me a look that felt too strange. She had been pulling this move for days now asking me for help with little errands that she could easily manage on her own."Help you with what, exactly?" I asked, t
ADRIAN'S POINT OF VIEWI headed into Emily's room with determination, not caring what she was going to say. I had a feeling she would act up, but maybe she would come around later.I hesitated a bit when I got to her door, but I knocked anyway."Who is it?" she asked softly."Adrian," I replied.There was silence for a bit, but she responded, "Come in." And so I did.I can't lie, her room was beautiful. It was painted pink and white, with some big pink teddy bears. She's a girly girl, I'm sure of that, but she just seems to put up a strong front. On the inside, she looks like a very fragile person."Did you come here to gawk at my room or what?" she asked, throwing me a hot glare.I quickly composed myself and stared at her. She was sitting at a small table and chair in the corner of her room."I'm sorry, ma'am. I have something important to discuss with you," I replied.She turned to me, looking me up and down. "I hope whatever you have to say is worth my time."I smiled softly, scra
ADRIAN POINT OF VIEW"I will be there, father." I said, softly."You have to start coming now, we don't have much time left." My father yelled. "Okay." I said before ending the call. I took in a deep breath trying to calm my nerves. My father called me so early that he needed me to come home, that something needed my serious attention.I was nervous a bit, because I didn't know how to ask Mr Ashton for an excuse. I ran my hand through my hair, trying to collect my thoughts. My father rarely called me unless it was something urgent. The last time I got a call like this, everything in my life changed. I didn’t want to imagine what it could be this time.I leaned back against the wall, staring at my phone, hoping that maybe, just maybe, my father was exaggerating. But knowing him, that was highly unlikely.I looked out the window of the Ashton Estate. The house was still quiet, which made this situation even more tense. I couldn’t just disappear without notice.How do I even explain thi
ADRIAN POINT OF VIEWI had barely left my father’s house when everything he had told me began to replay in my mind. He wasn’t playing around when he said it was time for me to take over, whether I liked it or not. And deep down, I know it won't be an easy task for me. The drive back to the Ashton mansion felt longer than usual. My mind wouldn’t stop thinking about what he said.When I got there, the sight of the house didn’t calm me down like it used to. I knew I had to face them again Emily, her family, and the job I’d been using to avoid my real responsibilities. Even though at I hate coming here at all.As I stepped out of the car, Ashley spotted me right away."Adrian! Where’d you go this morning?" she asked."Just had to take care of some family stuff," I said, trying my possible best not to snap at her. She looked like she had more questions but didn’t push it. "Well, you missed a lot. Emily’s is angry seriously, she has been yelling at everyone, and I’m pretty sure it’s about
EMILY POINT OF VIEWThe slam of my bedroom door barely seemed to calm me. Every time I saw Adrian, I have this strange feelings. Adrian had just… vanished, no warning, no explanation. When I needed him most, he wasn’t there. The nerve of that guy! I took a deep breath and called Ashley, hoping she could help take my mind off things. “Ashley, are you around?” I asked, knowing she was usually in her room after lunch."Yep," she called from the hallway, poking her head into my room. "So, you finally met up with your runaway driver?” she teased with a grin.I groaned." He thinks he can just do whatever he wants. I was stuck waiting for over an hour!"Ashley shrugged. "Maybe he just doesn’t like being bossed around," she teased, laughing."Oh, please," I rolled my eyes. "He’s just a driver. But he acts like he’s above it all." IBefore I could say anything else, Mom knocked on the door. She peeked in, giving us both a soft smile."Hey, girls," she said, stepping in. "I wanted to remind y
ADRIAN POINT OF VIEW."Adrian, when are you going to stop this character of changing girls every day?" My mother Aria yelled angrily at me, she had caught another one, this time it is a blond blue eyes, half naked girl running at of my room with tears in my eyes."Mother it isn't my fault, they all want me, and I'm giving them what they want." I replied sarcastically, glaring at the half naked girl still standing at the entrance, she looks scared and embarrassed. "What are you still waiting for, I said you can go, to wherever you are coming from." I yelled at her watching her flinch and scurry in fear. I'm Adrian Vaughn, after all, and this was how my life had always been fast, easy, and without consequences, I thought inwardly. "Adrain you are twenty eight now, you should be thinking of marriage now, not changing ladies like clothes." My mother half yelled. I know she's frustrated at me behaviour by now, but I can't help it. "Don't forget you are starting your new Job tomorrow, an
ADRIAN POINT OF VIEW"Sit down, Adrian," Mr. Ashton gestured to a chair in front of the desk. His voice was calm but carried an undeniable authority. I took a seat, trying to maintain my composure.He leaned back in his chair, studying me for a moment before speaking. "I trust you understand the importance of discretion and professionalism in this role," he began, his tone measured. "The Ashton family values its privacy highly. Your duties will go beyond simply driving. We're going to be sharing some personal stuff with you, so please remember what's okay to discuss publicly and what's not. Respect our privacy!"He paused, then continued, "Here are some rules you must strictly adhere to while working for us, they are just seven, and they are very important, if you break any of the rule you will be severely punished." he said giving a folder where there rule is listed. Rule one, Confidentiality is Paramount: You must never disclose any personal or private information about the Ashton
EMILY POINT OF VIEW.When my Dad told me he would be employing another driver, because I sack the last driver two days ago I was so mad. Because I don't need a driver, I don't need to have a male driver, and if at all I want a driver, I prefer a female as my driver.I also promise my father that if he employ another driver I would sack the driver, and also make him suffer. My family think I have suddenly become heartless, cold, uncaring and unapproachable, but they don't know what I've been through. They haven't lived my life yet. They were worried to know what happened to their once caring and understanding daughter.Well they don't have to know what happened to me that make me like this, if I told them what happened, would they even believe me? Won't they think it's my fault it happened? It's almost laughable. They weren't there when I needed them most, they are always after their business and social status. When everything fell apart, they were too busy to see what was happening to