My Sweet Punishment by Amelia Brooks (little red riding hood ebook free .TXT) 📗

      “Well… I haven’t thought about it yet. Maybe it will be that suit I wore to my university entrance exams.” I suggested.

       “Are you kidding me? That old junk?” The girl was horrified. “Don’t even think about it! I’ll come right over and burn it!”

       I didn’t really like it either. I only wore it once, and now it’s still gathering dust in the closet. I’ve always been more used to wearing jeans and blouses.”

       “So, here’s the deal,” the friend said in a commanding voice. “In an hour I’ll meet you at the mall.”

       “For what?” I didn’t understand the girl at first.

     “Mia, don’t be stupid,” Olivia grumbled. “We’ll buy you some decent office clothes.” And before I could answer, she spoke again. “And no objections are accepted!”

      “I actually have no objection.” I really would like to renew a wardrobe. After all, I’m not going to show up at the office tomorrow, wearing jeans and the old hoodie. So, I agree with Olivia.

      We were at the mall for almost three hours. Yeah, Olivia and I definitely have different tastes in clothing. The things girl offered me were tight skirts with a long slit on the side, transparent blouses, and fifteen-centimeter stilettos. I kept reminding my friend that I was getting a job as an assistant, not a stripper. And she just sighed theatrically, and each time rolled her eyes at my comments.

      But in the end, we found a compromise. We agreed on a fairly decent pantsuit of soft blue color. And then we also chose beige pumps with a not very high heel. The whole outfit looks pretty stylish.

      After making our purchases, we went to a cafe for a while to have a cup of coffee and a little chat.

     Olivia did most of the talking, and I listened. We haven’t spoken just one day, and according to the girl’s news, we haven't seen each other for at least a month. I also asked the girl cautiously if she had shared my number with her relative. Olivia was surprised by my question and said that she hadn’t.

     “Is he bothering you?” My friend frowned. “If he is, I’ll talk to that fucking Lovelace.”

     “Calm down, Olivia. I’ve already solved everything.” I’m not that small to tell on Mike.

     Olivia’s phone screen lit up on the table. Probably, she received a message, but the girl was not paying attention to the animated phone, continuing to tell me something. But I noticed it. And the person whose photo was on the screensaver seemed very familiar to me. I strained my eyes.

     This can’t be happening! Right from my bestie’s phone, the one who was looking at me was my future boss!

     “Olivia,” I interrupted the girl. “Who is it?” I gestured to the phone.

     “Where? Ah... This is the man of my dreams. Henry Collins. Did you forget, Mia?”

     At the moment, I could only think of one word.

     Damn! Damn! Damn!