Chapter 2

"Oh, you've done something more than illegal," he states. "What have I done that worse than doing something illegally?" I queried. I don't remember doing anything bad, just a normal teen enjoying life. "Oh, stop being innocent. You know what you did." I look at him annoyed. I was getting pretty irate at him each second, I spent there looking up at him. I shake my head and turn around and beginning my journey to the subway station, which was my original goal. Why did hell did I walk up to him in the first place. I am not going to let him waste my time if he isn't willing on being straightforward, he was beating around the bush. "Alliyah Bisson." He shouts after me. His words grabbed my attention immediately. I sprung around to look at my stalker, ready to correct him from the mistake. "FYI, my name is Kalliyah Bisson, why don't you go look somewhere else for your mistress," I shout back. With that said, I enter the train station. Everything made sense now. He was looking for my beloved twin sister, Alliyah. The bitch that ruined my life. I hate when people mistake me for her. How could they? We were complete opposites. The only thing we had alike was that we are identical twins but there was nothing identical about of personalities. She had hurt me, No, Correction. She had destroyed me. What she did to me isn't something I will ever forget or even forgive. Why was he even looking for her? Especially in New York. I haven't seen my twin in three years, she was probably on a next continent showing her body off, not that I care. I stopped caring when she did. ........................................ Wednesdays for me was just like any other day, I had my lunch at a coffee shop at the corner of the road then I'd return to my building and get my work done. On my way to the elevator Larry, 'the mail boy' said that Mr. Ryan was looking for me and he wanted to speak to me. I sighed as I press the number to my floor. The only times Mr. Ryan talks to me is to complain about something I've done or didn't do, other than that our association was limited. I barely saw the man and I was happy about that because he wasn't someone nice. As I walked to the elevator I started thinking about possible things that I could have done to disobey his orders but there wasn't much. I had done everything I was asked to do and more. Not bothering to go to my desk to put down my purse, I went straight to Mr. Ryan's office. After knocking on his door, I heard his deep voice say, "Come in." I flinch and pushed the door opened. The first thing I saw wasn't my forty-something-year-old boss. I saw the back of a very tall muscular man in a nice suit. I quickly close the door behind me and walked up closer to the man. I was three steps behind him when he turned around and boy oh boy did he knock me off my feet with his looks. One word to describe him. Beautiful. He had tousled dark brown hair, which was thick and shiny. His eyes were a mesmerizing light brown. His bone structure was fine and perfectly symmetrical. It was manly. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I shake my head slightly to get out of the dazed zone I was in. I turn my gaze to my boss. His green eyes were blazing, it was obvious he was angry. Oh lordy. What did I do this time? "Ms. Bisson. I think it's time for you to pack your bags and leave this company. You're fired." Mr. Ryan said. "What!" I choked out, "What did I do? I've been a good assistant- secretary. I've done everything for you and Sarah gave me to do. Mr. Ryan you can't do this to be. I need this job." I was now directly in front of his desk, I was trying hard not to cry in front of them. I need this job it is my means of survival. Even if it meant I am to beg, I will. "Ms. Bisson, I can't have a woman who abandons her child working for me. I believe a child needs his/her parent when growing up and I .." I cut him off with my shout, "What? Mr. Ryan you've must be mistaken. I've never given birth to a child before, hell I've never been pregnant. I don't even have a boyfriend," I am, after all, a virgin. "Ms. Bisson are you saying that Mr. Carter is lying." My boss pointed to the man in Armani suit. I turned around to face Mr. Handsome also called Mr. Carter. I looked at Mr. Carter and then said. "You told him I have a child?" I fix my glasses up my face and look at the man again. I look at his features intently. "Wait a minute, you're the man who was following me yesterday. How dare you tell him I have a child?" I said in rage as I pointed my finger close to his face. "Alliyah, I .." Mr. Carter said. "My name is Kalliyah, ah for god sake, my sister's Alliyah." I clarified. There he goes again making the same mistake. "Ms. Bisson whether it's your sister or not, you're still fired. Larry will escort you out the building." Mr. Ryan said. "Mr. Ryan please I need...," I started but was cut off. "Ms. Bisson it's all set. Once a man of high status in the country gives a bad name to you, I can no longer employ you. I can't let you be the reason my company goes down the drain, all that I've worked for. No. No Ms. Bisson it will not happen. Now leave before I have security escort you out instead. I'm sure, you don't want to make a scene, so I suggest you leave immediately." His words hitting me. Of course, I didn't want a scene, especially in this building. The workers didn't know the meaning of privacy. They'll all linger in your business and talk about you until a new source of interest comes.