To love the broken.

Chapter eight

Kayden's POV:

This morning I went to office, expecting to see Raffy but I was shocked when I saw Daniel, the substitute secretary for me. I feel my eyebrows being knitted together so I approached him.

" Where's Raffy? " I asked him.

" Good morning, sir. She texted the guard saying she couldn't come to work today. She didn't said her reason. " He replied.

What? Why? I felt something was off about her when I saw her yesterday night.. Maybe she's sick? Or maybe someone scared her. She did looked bloody scared last night.

I went to my office and start reading the documents but after reading the same line for a few minutes, I decided I can't concentrate without knowing her whereabouts so I stood up, went out and told Daniel to cancel all my meetings today and rearrange them some other time.

I went to my car and drove to her apartment. I parked my car and went to the really old looking reception and asked for Raffy's unit number. The old lady behind it giving me dirty stare as if wondering why i'm here. And when I got the number, I went straight to her room, occasionally taking glances on the surroundings of the hallway. Vandalized and dirty walls surrounded the place and I look at it with disgust.

I finally stopped infront of her door and knocked twice. I was greeted with silence so I did it once again but this time louder. Again, I was greeted with silence. For the last time, I knocked again and waited for a few minutes before I heard someone fell on the ground with a thud and a muffled " Coming" can be heard.

After some shuffling and a few curses inside, the door finally opened. Revealing a newly awake Raffy with her bird nest hair and face bare. I scanned her body and dang, she is hot. She can rock basically anything, even with a simple tank top and pajamas she looked hot.

" Mr. Richards? " She asked while rubbing her eyes to see if she was seeing things. Adorable. She's clearly confused of why i'm here. "What are you doing here? "

I invited myself in and took a good look around her apartment and noticed the tools on the side and some empty paint buckets. I looked at her. " I came here to check on you. Apparently my secretary is absent and I can't do work without my secretary. " I said before sitting down on the couch. " Won't you offer me something to eat Raffy? "

" I can't offer you anything because clearly, I wasn't expecting any visitors. " She said before closing her door and locking it. I also noticed a lot of locks attached on her door. Hmm.

" Anything? You can't offer anything? Maybe you're usual breakfast. " I said.

" If you want my usual breakfast, I hope you won't mind insant noodles. Because I don't think rich bastards like you can even stand the sight of those kind of foods. " She said while rolling her eyes before heading to the kitchen.

I ignored her remark and followed her to her kitchen which looks like a storage room.

" There's a first in everything. Like the first time I went into my secretary's place. " I told her while winking.

" I didn't asked you to come to your secretary's house, right? So stop complaining. You wanted this. " She said while preparing the hot water for the noodles.

God, I love that attitude. Feisty and not easy to get.. Wait, I did not just said that? Fucking hell.

" So you just moved here? I noticed the tools and the paints. And this apartment smells newly painted walls. " I asked breaking the silence while we wait for the water to boil. I scan her kitchen and looked around. Opening the cabinets and the fridge to see emptiness and I was beyond shock. I know she's not financially stable but I didn't know she's this poor.

I noticed her body stiffened but ignored it as I thought I was just seeing things.

" Its none of your business, sir. " She replied while tying her hair in a messy bun. She clearly doesn't want to talk to me.

After preparing the noodles, we finally began to eat. While she's eating it like any normal person would do, I was still quite hesitant because i've never had instand noodles before. Noodles prepared by the most famous chef in America, yes. But this.. Its completely different but I still tried it and it wasn't as bad as I thought it was. Its actually quite delicious I must say.

After the most awkward breakfast i've ever had. She went to the sink to wash the dishes and that gave me the opportunity to look around. No photos of her or her family. Speaking of family, where's her parents? Doesn't she have any siblings? The more I learn about her, the more curious I get. She's like a puzzle that has its pieces missing. I've never encountered a girl like her.

I was about to walk to her room when she cleared her throat.

" That's invading of private property Mr. Richards. I can sue you for that. Heck, its a common courtesy to not invade in people's privacy, right? " She said, clearly throwing back the words I told her when we first met. She gave me a sweet smile which I know is full of sarcasm. Come to think of it, with the few days I've known her, I never saw her smile. Not once. This girl is really something.

I smirked at her then starts walking towards her and she starts to walk back until her back hit the wall, I got her now.

I inch my face close to hers and smirked.

" You better watch what you say to me Princess. I don't mind shutting that pretty mouth of yours. " I said with a smirk as I saw her eyes widen. I pull my hands up to her face, slightly brushing my hand on the side of her breast before cupping her cheek. " I'll see you tomorrow at work then? " I said before pressing my lips on her earlobe and cheek. I smirked in triumph as I felt her body stiffened and shivers.

I know I have that effect in every woman. Just you wait Raffy Mendez.

With that, I pulled back and went to the door and and head back to my car without saying anything.