Part 7

Pov Y/n

After last week's disaster I was hoping that this week was going to be at least a bit better, but I have never been so wrong before in my life.

So after oversleeping last week and the breakup. One of my biggest clients in Europe decided that it was a good idea to get arrested right before one of the biggest matches in all of European football.

The English and the Spanish media has been the worst to deal with since they are the most ruthless. This week I have probably only slept three hours a day and I feel broken.

I even slept at the office one night and I will say that was not my finest work, but you gotta do what you can. But finally today he apologized for his behavior and I cannot be more grateful.

Since this whole incident has been so big I have had to postpone so many of my meetings or transfer them onto one of my colleagues. The only client I have not transferred is Ariana.

We are supposed to meet in about thirty minutes and the office is kind of a mess. So I have to tidy up before she gets here.

There is a knock on my door and I hope it's not Ariana then she will be to early and I will be a bit fucked with all this mess. I walk over to the door and open it a bit.

"Yes how can I help you?" I say as I see it's Carmen who is knocking.

"Well you can let me in. I can help you clean up before your meeting." She pushed open the door and walked in.

"WOW I have never seen your office this messy. Are you sure you are ok with the brake up?"

"Yes for the hundred time today I'm fine. It's just been a long and busy week alright? Just leave it please I'm begging you."

"Alright I'm just checking up on you. You know I'm here for you if you need me?"

"Yeah I'm fine i promise, now let us get down with this before Miss Grande comes."

"Of course. Would you like me to get you something for lunch? Or do you want to wait until after the meeting?"

We clean up all of the papers that are scattered over my desk and some of the take out boxes that are stacked up on my trash can. How did I let it get to dissolve point. Hopefully nobody has been in my office, I would die of embarrassment.

"Let's wait until after the meeting. I don't want my food to be cold or eaten by Martin again."

"Yeah sorry about that, he wouldn't listen to me when I told him no. But he did pay me back tho for it."

She handed me the money and they are some of the crispest dollar I have ever seen.

"Shit did he get them from the bank? They look freshly printed almost." I laughed at the bills.

"He told me always go to the bank to take out new money. He is kind of a neat freak."

"Well hopefully he won't see this mess, or maybe he could have cleaned it for us?"

"Do you want the whole office to know about your mess? If so just go and ask him yourself." She laughed and put some of the papers in different binders.

"Yeah you got a point there. But doesn't he like you or something? That's what I have heard around." I gave her a smirk.

Her cheeks turn bright red and she looks away from me. I know she likes him at least but I think they are both too shy to talk about it. Maybe I should ask him. People in the office have told me he is a bit afraid of me, so I can maybe use it against him for my benefit.

"I don't know. We are only friends but he is nice tho." She took the trash bag from my bin and walked out of the office.

Well I guess that's maybe a sensitiv topic? Hopefully they will work it out. Only have the binders now that I have to put away, then my office will be good again.

"Y/n? Are you here?" It was Ari's voice coming from the other side.

"Yes! Miss Grande just give me a small second." I get to my feet and stumble on my trash can.

Fuck that hurt. Oh my goodness!! I put the binder's on my shelf and walk as fast as I can to the door.

"Hey Miss Grande. You are" I check my watch. She is fifteen minutes early. "Fifteen minutes early." I give her a warm smile.

"Yeah I wanted to see you. And I guess I got her in good time so see what ever that was." She laughed.

"You saw it?" My eyes widened. Fuck did Carmen forget to close the door fully?

I could feel my cheeks burning and a little sweating in my palms. What the hell? I never sweat in my palms and I don't usually turn red? What's wrong with me?

"Yeah the door was a little open and I couldn't resist." She laughed even more and wait she is wiping a tear away from her eye.

"Am I that funny to you Miss Grande?" I placed my arm on the door frame.

"I told you to call me Ari or Ariana. And yeah you are hilarious to me." She walked passed me and into my office. Her perfume smells so fresh and like roses.

"Yeah I can do that when we are in private. But when we are at my office I can only call you Miss Grande."

"Oh you are so proper! You have to let loose a bit, that stick in your ass doesn't get stuck up there you know." She laughed even more at that.

I also laughed at that. But I do intend to call her Miss Grande when we are together in a professional setting. I'm not going to risk anyone hear me calling her Ari or anything else.

"Well I can agree on the part I need to calm down a bit. But Ari, I know you like it when I call you that but we have to be professional."

"Yeah I know but I get to call you just Y/n and you have to say Miss Grande. It sounds so weird. I just us to be a bit more comfortable."

"Well you can always call me Miss Y/l if you would prefer that."

"Y/n I will not. Sorry but that's way too formal. I will call you honey!! Because you are so sweet to me." She smirked at me and handed me a usb.

"Is it the pictures?"

We have been talking over text the last couple of days regarding the pictures of her ex and the ones of her at the restaurant with her friend.

"Yes it is. When are you going to send them to the press?"

"Well it's not that easy. I can't be the one sending them since I'm your PR manager, but we have a guy that does the dirty work for us. I will give this to him and it will be out in about less than a week. I can if you want speed up the process."

"Oh no that's totally fine. Hopefully the pictures will make the divorce over soon. I'm just so tired!" She sank more into the chair and exclaimed.

"Well when are you meeting with your lawyer again?"

"Next weekend. Then we will go over some of the final things we need to discuss and hopefully we get it done."