Clarissa's POV.

"Calm down sweetie," My mom said as she watched me pace back and forth in our living room. I had been pacing for forty minutes right now angry and pissed at the society.

"How will I calm down mom when I was fired for just helping my fellow colleague," I yelled out of frustration.

"Bastard," I muttered, For which I gained a warning glare from my mom.

"He deserves it!" I said like it was obvious.

"You didn't tell me what actually happened," she asked sitting on the couch, waiting patiently to hear why I was fired by my so-called boss.

"One of my colleagues at the canteen has nothing to eat at home, and he has a family to feed. He never ate anything in the cantine even though he was working there. He many times came to work without having food. I couldn't see him work without having food; he looks pale and very... you know, weak. So, I ordered some food from my account and gave it to him. That bitch Morgan has told this and added some more to the boss Mr. Anderson, he shouted at me saying this is not Charity place and fired me" Listening to my story my mom raised her right eyebrow with a questioning look on her face.

"That's it?" She asked and  I understood that she didn't buy my story. I sighed and nervously glanced at her while coming up with the energy to tell her the whole truth, "Um...he insulted me by saying to run a Charity place by doing prostitution, he many times insulated me because I refused his offer to have a...um...physical relationship with him. And in anger I slapped him in front of everyone and...kicked him in the..balls" I was waiting for her to start lecturing me not to do all these things but none came, I looked up to see her smiling proudly at me. This has actually confused me, why is she smiling at me? Why hasn't she lectured me yet?

She stood up and hugged me, "Did you kick him harder?"I smiled at her question and hugged her back while replying a yes with a smile on my face.

Later we had dinner together and sat down in front of the T.V watching my mom's favorite program with popcorns in the middle of us.

While I'm watching the program with my mom, My dad came to mind. I immediately glanced at my mom, who was laughing at the comedy scene.

My father left us when I was in my senior year, he cheated on my mom with his assistant and later made her pregnant with his child. This has broken my mom's heart and also mine.

After a few days, my mom accepted their relationship and didn't speak anything about it. My father invited us to his marriage, but I didn't want to go there but my mother insisted. I still remember the tears in my mom's eyes while they were sharing the kiss.

That day I promised I would never let a tear fall from her eyes, I hate my father for breaking her heart. I hate him for breaking our family, and I don't think I would forgive him any soon for what he has done to mom and me.

There were days when I heard her crying silently at a corner of our kitchen and in her bedroom. This has made me angrier and increased the hate I have for him. He was happy, living his life with his wife and child.

But What about us? What about mom? What did she do to suffer all this? She don't deserve this. I tried many times to encourage her to have a boyfriend, but she declined. She was single from that day, never tried to have a boyfriend or in any sort of relationship with anyone.

I made her as my first priority after that f**king day, she was only one who I cared for and I will kill anyone who hurts her in any way with my bare hands.

I was a publicist to the dumbest and idiotic man I ever met Mr. Harvard Anderson, of Anderson's Inc., he's a womanizer and I don't know how I worked with him for these many years.

My first job from the PR firm that hired me was to publicize the Actress who had a small role at that time in a program called "Angles."

After I forced her to do interviews and some good magazine photoshoot, Now she was leading actress in the T.v show called "Mothers" which has received three Emmys for best drama, best comedy and by my hard work and dedication to making her famous, she's now a famous actress.

Later I had a few very good models as my clients, who now have a very successful career as Actresses and Victoria's Secret Angels. I was an experienced and skilled publicist.

I had a good share of clients who are famous now because of my hard work and patience. My favorite and close to my heart was Amelia Brown, she was once my client who was kind and generous.

She was a normal model when she came to me as my client. Now she's a leading Actress on some of the best action movies. Her current publicist might take all the credit of my hard work.

She's still in touch with me; we sometimes meet and have dinners together. And one day I got an email from the company Anderson's Inc. Mr. Anderson's assistant Linda Florence has emailed me telling me about his interest in me for being his personal publicist and a monthly paycheck for being his personal publicist.

They were offering way more than I earned before. I heard that the company was very popular, and Mr.Anderson was a billionaire entrepreneur. Who would say no to such a good offer?

I accepted, and mom I shifted to London from New York. Leaving all our painful memories behind.

I worked for Mr.Anderson for four years. In this time I have earned respect and earned unmatched publications skills in the business sector in the media world.

However, Harvard tried many times to convince me to have sex with him, even tried to seduce me but miserably failed because I never gave in.

After seeing what my father did, I hated men and I never had a relationship with any. I put all my concentration on my studies, making my dreams come true. When I first started my career, I was offered a hot, cramped firm that smelled horrible.

I earned a good amount of money; I bought a very good and big apartment, two cars and all other things for ourselves. We lived here without any financial issues. My mother works as a professor at a university near our apartment. She was an experienced and highest paid professor at the university where she works.

Life was good until things went down with Mr. Harvard. He started insulting and shouting, barking at me for small things. I was patiently dealing with him however I lost it when he said that to me. I don't regret doing it; he can't do anything to me because I was very popular and every single thing I write goes around the city in just a second. It's hard to do anything against me because of it.

My mother's laughter has brought me back to reality. She was laughing out loud. She was happy, and I want to see her like this for the rest of my life. I love her too much.

****

I woke up this morning hearing my mom's voice yelling that she did breakfast and kept it on the dining table. I felt her kissing my forehead and telling me to wake up.

Right now, I was having my breakfast while checking my email for any important news. There were few emails from Anderson's Inc about sending my salary to my account and all.

There was an email from my assistant Lydia Miller. I opened it, in the email, Lydia was asking me to come over to my office as fast as I can. She says that there is something important waiting for me in my office.

I had my breakfast and placed my plate in the dishwasher. We have a maid who comes in the morning and does all the work. She's a kind and polite person, in no time she became an important and close person to us. She said she'll be late today because her sister came to visit her and my mom gave her off today.

After cleaning the kitchen and dining table, I dressed up in my red blouse with a black blazer on it and with my black slim straight leg trousers, paired with my three-inches heels. With my Gucci handbag, I walked out of my apartment to the parking lot. I unlocked my Mercedes SUV and drove to my office.

I parked my car in the parking lot and walked inside the building."Good morning, Miss Green" Mia, the receptionist greeted me.

"Good morning, Mia" I greeted back, smiling at her.

I walked towards the elevator and pressed the button. I patiently waited for it to open, with a cheerful ding the doors of the elevator opened. I stepped inside and pressed the floor number of my office.

The doors of the elevator closed. I waited until I reached the floor. The elevator opened its doors, and I stepped outside. The floor has only two offices; one is mine and one is my assistant's and it has a meeting hall. The floor was quiet, the sound of my heels filling the floor.

While I'm walking towards my office, I see Lydia walking outside of my office nervously. She saw me and smiled at me with a worried expression on her face. I walked towards her and she greeted me. "Good morning, Lydia,"

"Good morning, What's the matter? Why are you nervous?"

She signaled me towards my office and said "There is someone waiting for you in your office."

"Who's that?" I asked,

"I think you should see that yourself," she said.

I nodded and walked to my office; I opened my office door and stopped dead in my tracks As I stared at the person sitting on my couch.

It took me a sec to snap back to reality and face the person who was smiling at me. I walked towards her; she immediately stood up and extended her hand, "Hello, Miss Green. My name is Lillian Davis" She greeted me, I took her hand and shook it.

"Hello," I replied,

"I'm a personal assistant of Mr. Matthew Villin; I'm here to talk about his interest in having you as his personal publicist," she said.

I nodded my head and walked towards my desk and laid my bag on the table as I sat down on my chair.

"Please," I said, gesturing to her to take a seat in front of me. She smiled and walked ahead and sat in front of me while taking a file and placing it in front of me.

"This contains the pay and all other things," she said, I nodded and took it and opened the file.

The Villin's are the most fearful and extremely dangerous family. There are many rumors and stories of them ruling the city for years. The system can't do anything against them even if they do, there's a man who would rescue them in just a blink of an eye.

Even though it was 5 years that I have spent here I don't know who that man was and nothing about their family. But I heard so much about them, and I'm very interested to associate with a powerful family like them. Media is also afraid of them which makes my chance more in this.

Why won't I accept this offer if I am getting twice more than my regular pay and if by chance in future I leave them, I will get more offers from others and maybe get more attention?

"I accept it; I'll meet Mr.Villian if you could make an appointment with him. It would make things easier to discuss more about his business and his personal interests," I said as I closed the file and handed it over to her.

She took it from my hand and said "I'll Inform sir and let you know about it, actually sir was about to come to meet you but he had a meeting to attend so he sent me to talk about it" she said with a smile on her face,

"Oh! I'm pleased to hear that he preferred to meet me in person," I said genuinely happy to hear that the most influential and fearful person wanted to meet me in person.

"Okay, then I'll take leave. It was nice meeting you, Miss Green," she said while extending her hand to me. I gladly took it and said, "It was nice meeting you too Lillian," I said, she smiled at me and walked out of my office.

Lydia came into my office with the same worried expression on her face, I can understand why her expression was like that. It's because of Mr.Villin's assistant visiting me. If a Villin's worker came to you, it would mean two things, one, for business work, two, for warnings.

She was worried about me getting warnings from him because I'm a publicist and it's common for us.

"Lydia, relax its an offer to be as a personal publicist to Mr. Villin" I said, she released a deep breath and smiled at me.

"Thank god, I thought she's here to give you any kind of warnings…They're just scary," she said with a wired expression. I laughed at her expression.

"For your information, we are going to work with them…" she had a horrified expression on her face by hearing what I said which made me laugh even harder holding my stomach.

"Oh my god, please change your expression Lydia I'm gonna die," I said,

"Please tell me, you didn't accept their offer," She asked,

"I did," I said, For which she gasped.

"You did what? This is a death sentence," she exclaimed, "Relax Lydia, They're our clients now. Don't worry about it," I said while standing up and taking my handbag.

"Inform me when I get an email by Lillian Davis about the meeting, see you," I said,

"Okay, good day," she said, and I walked towards the elevator.

Lydia was my assistant for 5 years, At this time she has become so close to me, back when I worked with my first ever client Alyssa Wilson the one who was an actress, I had to appoint an assistant because of my work and I appointed her.

She was kind and polite and very helpful to me. In no time she became a close friend and helped me with everything.

We moved together here when I was informed to work from London, she is very loyal and professional at work and I liked this quality in her.

She's a brunette with a slim body and 5 feet tall with pale skin color. Back then, she had a boyfriend but later discovered that he was cheating on her with her cousin.

She was heartbroken. He cheated on her because she wasn't ready to lose her virginity.

I have supported her all along; my mother was so fond of her that she always requested Lydia to come over whenever she's free.

I was her only friend and family; her family had abandoned her long back when she was just 19. Her parents died in a car accident when she was 17, from then she was living with her uncle and aunty.

Her aunty is a cruel woman; she used to make her work as a maid in her house. Lydia had a very tough life until she met me. when she came for an interview, she was weak and pale with bruises on wrists. Her academic percentage blew my mind, and she was very good in studies even though her aunty never gave time to study.

That was the main reason why I thought she's perfect for this position. I helped her and made her live near my house, I asked her to live with us but she declined. I respected her decision and didn't force her into anything. She was like a little sister to me while I had none.

***

I parked my car at the parking lot under my apartment and walked into the apartment lobby. As I walked into the elevator my phone started vibrating in my handbag. I took it and there was a message from Lydia, I opened it.

Lyb

The meeting scheduled tonight at 8 pm at The Gitz Restaurant.

Me

👍👍

****

The elevator doors opened, and I walked towards my apartment. I walked straight to my bedroom and changed my clothes; I took my laptop from my table and put it on my lap. As I opened my laptop I closed it again because I forgot to make my favorite coffee.

I put it on my bed and stood up, while I pulled my hair up into a messy bun. I walked downstairs towards the kitchen and made myself a coffee.

I took it with me to my bedroom. As I walked into my bedroom and opened my balcony door, I put my coffee and laptop on the table while I looked around.

The view from here is beautiful and peaceful.

I sat down on the couch and took a sip of my coffee while opening my laptop, while placing my cup on the table and searched for The Villins family history.

To my surprise there were no family photos of them, only Mr. Matthew Villin photos are opened. There were some articles about their business, other than that there were no other articles.

This family is so mysterious, there's nothing about them other than their company and other business gatherings.

****

The whole day I was searching about Villin's family and got nothing other than their companies and no. of businesses they do.

I closed my laptop and walked through my bedroom and directly into my bathroom and took a shower.

I walked outside with a towel wrapped around my body and stepped inside my walk-in closet, dressed into business attire. I let my dark brown long, straight hair reach my waist. I did my make and took my Gucci handbag with me while walking out and locking my apartment.

My mom has a spare key with her so no worries. I walked towards the parking lot while unlocking my car. I opened the car door and got in. I drove to the restaurant, and stopped my car and got out. I gave my car keys for valet parking while walking towards the receptionist.

I asked her my table number, and she led me there and I was late because Mr. Matthew Villin was already waiting for me.

"Hello, Miss, Green'' he immediately extended his hand forward when he saw me walking to the table. I took it with a smile.

"Hello Mr. Villin"

While sitting on the chair, I said: "It's a pleasure meeting you."

"Pleasure is all mine," he said.

I smiled at him.

He was tall and had a very muscular body, black hair with few gray strands here and there, they clearly indicate that he's a bit aged but doesn't look like.

He's handsome and attractive. Round fair face with a black-trimmed beard, blue eyes, and straight nose.

Looking at him, no one can tell that 52 years old and a very powerful, fearful businessman and also a father of five children.

we discussed his interests and what he would like me to do while we ordered our meals and had them.

"As I told you I like to keep my family out of media, it's not a request," he said it with a smile even though it felt like a dangerous warning, I didn't let it show it on my face and confidently replied, "I promise to keep your family out of it, Mr. Villin."

"I'll be happy if you could call me Matthew or Matt, I prefer first names when we are working together," he said by cleaning his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Sure, Matthew," I smiled.

****

I was driving back to my apartment and I got a message.

"Hey Siri, Can you tell me who sent message," I said while driving my car,

"Sure, the message was sent by mom," the robotic female voice said.

While keeping an eye on the road, I tried to take the bag which was placed on the passenger seat but couldn't reach. I moved my eyes off the road towards my bag.

**Bang** **crash**

My head hit the headboard, and I screamed while I feel something coming out of my head. I raised my head to see a car in front of me, I touched my head with my fingers and gasped when I felt liquid.

While I slowly started to lose my consciousness, I can see a tall shadow falling on my face.

I heard sounds of different voices and other things which were making my head throb in pain, I opened my eyes and everything was blurry and I blinked my eyes to make it clear for me to see where I was. I see my mom talking to a man wearing a white coat.

She was worried, I can tell that by just looking at her expressions. I tried to make a sound but my throat hurt like I hadn't drunk water for many days. Still, I managed to whisper but it went unheard by her. This time I tried to whisper louder and she heard me.

She hurriedly walked towards me, "hon, Are you okay?" She asked while taking my hand in hers, I nodded my head at her as I tried to sit up but felt this pain in my head increasing by my move. My mom put a pillow on my back and helped me sit. I leaned back on the pillow.

"Water" I managed to ask,

She handed me over a glass of water, I gulped it whole. I turned to my mom and asked, "What happened?"

"You had an accident," she said and immediately everything rushed to my head.

I remember someone lifting me from my seat of my car, and putting me into their own. I can't remember their face, but I can remember their body smell. I can't quite describe it. It was very pleasant and intoxicating. I was snapped back to reality by my mother yelling at me for driving carelessly.

"Mom, I'm perfectly fine," I said, slightly irritated.

"You're not fine, you hit your head," she yelled at me.

"Miss Green, please don't yell at the patient, it may increase the head pain," The doctor who was quietly standing at the door said to mom.

She nodded her head to him and asked "Can I take her home."

"Yes, she's okay. There are no major injuries," he said and walked out of the room. I changed into the clothes which mom bought for me.

We walked out of the hospital, and mom drove us home. She opened the apartment door, and we walked inside. I sat down on the couch, and she brought me a water bottle and I drank like I had been starved for years. After drinking the water, I placed the empty water bottle on the table and turned around to face my mom.

"I got an offer to be a personal publicist for Mr. Villin," I said enthusiastically.

"Mr. Villin?"She asked me with confusion.

"Mr. Villin, the one who you saw in the newspaper today," I said pointing my finger at the paper.

"Oh! But I heard he's a dangerous man... their whole family is," she said,

"Yes, but my relationship with him is a professional one and my client, I don't have any trouble working with him mom," I said confidently.

"Okay, I'm sure you'll nail this one too," she said, touching my cheek.

I smiled at her and hugged her, "I love you, mom."

****

I woke up this morning early in the morning, did my morning routine and had breakfast.

"Bye mom," I said while walking towards the main door,

"Bye sweety,"

I walked into the elevator and reached the lobby. I drove to my Firm building, and I parked my car in the parking lot and walked into the building. As usual, Linda greeted me with her sweet smile; I greeted back and walked into the elevator.

I reached my floor and noticed that Lydia was already there, working something on her computer.

She heard the sound of my heels and looked at me, "Good Morning" She greeted me.

"Good morning," I replied.

"What happened to your head," she asked with concern evident in her eyes.

"Nothing, I had an accident," I said.

She gasped, "Accident?"

"Yes, I'm fine now," I assured her.

"What the hell Clarissa, why can't you be careful," she yelled at me.

"Lydia, I'm perfectly fine," I said.

She inhaled and said, "Promise me you'll drive carefully next time,"

"I promise, I'll be."

She nodded, and I walked into my office and put my handbag on the desk while taking a seat. "I have news for you," she said, walking to me with her laptop in her hands.

"What is it?" I asked,

"Mr. Villin wants us to shift our office to villin's enterprise's main building," She said, I exhaled and leaned back on my chair.

"Like immediately," she added,

"Why he wants us to shift to their building," I asked her,

"He thinks it would be best if we could work closely and together," She said.

"He sent his bodyguards to help us with it," She added.

I looked around my office and sighed.

"Right now?" I asked.

She nodded her head to my question.

"Then we should start packing," I said, slowly standing up from my chair.

After packing our things Matthew's bodyguards have loaded them in their car, I and Lydia traveled to the building in my car.

After reaching the building entrance, the watchman opened the gate and looked at the skyscraper in front of I forgot to drive the car inside. I was openly gaping at the building. It was truly beautiful, the shining glass and the sunlight reflecting through the glasses making the building look mesmerizing and at the same time intimidating.

Lydia shook my arm making me snap back to reality.

"Where were you lost," she said,

"Nowhere," I said while driving my car inside.

I parked my car in the parking lot, As we got out of the car Lillian walked towards us with a smile on her smile. Her middle length blond hair was bouncing while her long legs were talking long strides. Her blue eyes were gleaming while she was walking to us.

"Miss Green, welcome to Villin enterprises" she welcomed us, I smiled at her and said, "Thank you"

She took us inside and it was so big, In the middle, there was a reception with a man and a woman sitting on their desks doing their work.

Lillian took us to the elevator, and we got inside with our stuff carried by the bodyguards. She pressed the last floor number which was the 93rd floor.

We waited patiently for the doors to open, while awkwardly smiling at each other.

Finally, we reached the top floor of the building, and the doors of the elevator opened.

We were welcomed with a very beautiful interior, and it was clean and everything was perfectly in the place. There was a deck next to a double door office. And there were two offices side by side on the other side.

Lillian took us to the double door office first, she knocked on the door and Matthew's voice came out asking to come in. She pushed the doors and let us in. Inside Matthew was sitting on his chair and his desk was completely covered by files. He was reading the files, and he looked so stressed. All of a sudden, I feel sorry for him.

"Mr. Villin" Lillian called, he looked up from his work and smiled when his eyes landed on me.

"Oh! Clarissa" he stood up and walked to me and said, "welcome"

"Thank you," I said,

"Lillian will show you your cabin, and she will help with all other works. Feel free to meet me if you have any doubts okay," he said,

"Okay, Mathew," I said while turning around.

"Wait, what is that band-aid dear?" He asked.

I touched it and said, "I had an accident, Don't worry I'm fine now."

"You should be carefully, hon," he said,

"I will," I smiled and walked out of the office.

We walked into my office, and Lillian opened the office door and I gasped looking at it.