Beep beep.

The  alarm kept going off,  slender hands stretched and Tamara waited for her personal assistant to walk in with my morning coffee, She's been in Paris for the past two months and is having the time of her life,she originally came here to celebrate her twenty fourth birthday.

After waiting for her assistant, who doesn't show up even after 10 minutes , she frustratingly gets up and makes her way downstairs to her room. Only finding her all dressed and packing her suitcase.

"Jane what the hell do you think you're doing, where's my morning coffee".

" I am sorry Ms Gaxiola but as of today I no longer working for you", she says dismissing her and continues to pack.

" Excuse me? Who said? "Tamara grabs her by the arm.

" The Boss has offered me a job in the company, so I'm going back, now if you'll excuse me",she says and pushes Tamara out of the way. Jane is more than happy to stop working for Tamara this spoilt brat.

"What my Dad called you back? , why didn't he tell me , how am I supposed to live with a person assistant, who's going to do my laundry ,hold my shopping bags and cook?".

" I don't know and I do not care Ms Gaxiola you'll have to figure it out , you're a big girl",she says dragging her suitcase.

"can you atleast make me breakfast before you go?", Tamara asks but she just rolls her eyes and bangs the door on her way out. Rude much?

Tamara grabs her phone and calls her  Dad hoping to get an explanation maybe he'll send her another assistant. One ring, two and it goes straight voice mail.

She doesn't pay it much thought and goes to take a shower , Kathy her best friend was called back home by her mother, so she'll just  hang out by herself and maybe do some shopping.

After getting ready she drove to her favorite restaurant to have breakfast, for the same reason as Jane her driver was also called back, the first thing she orders is coffee she really needed it,she drunk her coffee and scrolled through her phone while she  waited for the rest of her breakfast but she kept seeing people staring at her,she thought it was the purple eye she got from her fight a day ago but it isn't showing that much plus she covered it with makeup.

After having breakfast  she calls the waiter to settle the bill.

"I'm sorry Ms but your card declined",he says

" I'm sorry I didn't hear you correctly what did you say?"

" I said your card declined",he says. Declined how? I give him another and he says the same thing.

That's impossible how can it decline, she was now sitting there confused because she didn't have any cash on her and everyone is starting to look at her funny.

"Check again,my card can't decline" .

"I can't do it again Ms your card has declined",he impatiently says .

" How dare you use that tone when speaking to me do you know who I am!", Tamara was now throwing a fit,what kind of embarrassment is this.

" Ms Gaxiola is everything alright?",the manager walks to them .

" I've tried her card numerous times it keeps on declining",he says and hands it to the manager,the manager tries it but it still declines.

"It's okay I'll pay for the lady a voice a gravelly calm voice behind her says.

There was only one word to describe the sun-kissed Grecian "sex",His brown eyes locked with mine pulling me in. His rosey lips ripe for kissing.

He had dark eyebrows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. A prominent jaw curved gracefully. The twining cords of muscle shaped his entire body hidden in the suit he wore, strong arms and firm chest she was sure he could pull both men and women.

As he stretched his hand out to hand his card over to the manager she got a wiff of his mouth watering cologne.

She had to have him and him offering to pay for her breakfast showed that he wanted her too,she knew it that the year she turned 24 would be the year of her life.

The waiter rolls his eyes at her and walks away after the bill is settled, before she could say anything she realized the man who paid for her just walked away so she quickly grabbed her purse and chased after him.

"Hey wait up!",she says and grabs his arm. "Thank you so much for your help back there, this has literally never happened to me before, it's embarrassing,is there any way I can repay you?",

" No , it's okay",he says and begins walking away,wait what?

" Hey ,hold up,I didn't even introduce myself, I'm Tamara Gaxiola",she says and stretched out her hand.

" It's a pleasure to meet you Ms but if you'll excuse me,I have things to do".

" Do you know who I am ?,I am Tamara Gaxiola".

" I know you're a spoilt young lady that just failed to pay for her breakfast,I have no interest whatsoever to know you any further, now if you'll excuse me ",he says and walks away leaving her standing there. Fine it's his loss anyway she mumbles and flips her hair.

She drives back to her  penthouse and finds  the buildings manager standing outside her door.

"Ms Gaxiola you're finally here, I'm here to inform you to please leave in two days the penthouse has been sold to someone else".

" What do you mean, I'm the owner,how can it be sold with my knowledge?".

" The penthouse was in the name of Mr Gaxiola who has sold it, please move out as soon as possible the new owners would like to move in",he says and walks away.

All this just so she goes home her father was talking it too far.

She called her travel agency so she can book a flight back home on the next flight again her card declines.

"What so what am I supposed to do now,how do I get home?".

" Don't you have any cash on you Ms Gaxiola?".

I rampage through my stuff and finally manage to find $500 .

" I have 500 and 3 cents ,what can that get me?"

" 500 I can get you a one way ticket in economy",

Economy ?Tamara thought she hadn't heard her properly like her life couldn't get any worse , she's never travelled in economy , whenever she travels Jane takes care of everything her bags and everything.

Fine she'll just settle for this in the meantime,she can't believe her dad did this to her. She drove to the travel agency and settled everything, she calls Kathy while  packing her bags and as the awesome bestie she is wires her money, packing her things is  exhausting she didn't even have money to buy lunch but now she can thanks to Kathy, how does Jane manage all this.

She takes another shower and changes,if she's riding economy might as well look fabulous.

Checking in her bags was another challenge on it's own and when she was told to pay extra the first thing she said was "is it because I'm black?".

The lady looked at her and rolled her eyes no your bags are just over weight.

After finally checking her many bags in ,she can finally breath .

After the nine hour flight, she's finally home, nobody is here except the house keeper so she directly goes to bed.