The Assistant(86)

I laughed, temporarily forgetting my anger towards Adrian as I got out of my seat and was forcefully pulled into a suffocating hug by Mason, who lifted me off the floor and spun me around.

I let out a squeak of surprise before Mason chuckled and set me back onto the solid floor, laughing. “As light as a feather. Even with those big boobs attached. It’s nice to see you again.” Mason smirked, making my eyes grow wide in mortification as a blush spread through my cheeks.

“It’s… uh… nice to see you again too, sir,” I mumbled, still embarrassed from his previous remark.

“Come on, Emily. You should know to call me Mason by now. How is my son? Is he still being a little slut? It looked like he was your bitch just then, so I’m hoping you’ve changed the idiot’s ways with women.”

Adrian groaned from beside me, darkening my mood once again. “I’m right here, dad.”

Mason smirked down at me for a few more moments before slowly pulling his gaze away and looking at Adrian. His expression turned to one of surprise, like he hadn’t noticed his son standing there before. “Well, if it isn’t Emily’s bitch in the flesh!” Mason cheered, making a few people who were sitting within earshot turn to look at the reunion    .

Adrian glared at his father before shaking his head and pulling him into a hug. “Hello to you too, dad,” Adrian grumbled once he pulled away.

Mason waggled his eyebrows. “Did you get some from the lovely lady yet?”

Adrian sighed and shook his head. “It’s killing me, but it’s her decision in the end,” he replied, making me frown. Both men chose to turn their heads over in my direction just then, and I flushed from the unwanted attention.

Mason grinned at my reaction before lazily placing one arm over my shoulders and shaking me lightly. “Keep him on his toes. I want to see how long he lasts. He’s never done this before, you know. He usually would’ve given up on a challenge a long time ago. My son must really like you if he’s stayed this long.”

I frowned and opened my mouth to respond when an ice cold voice beat me too it with a dissatisfied grunt. “I’m sure he does.” All three heads turned to the direction where Katherine Kingston was standing, glaring icily in my direction.

I looked over to Adrian out of habit, and found him glaring at his mother with the same coldness she was currently aiming at me. “Funny you should mention that, father,” Adrian began slowly, tearing his gaze away from his mother. He pulled me out of his father’s grip and into his own, making me flush as mental images of the kiss we shared earlier came to my mind. “I’ve forgotten to tell you. Emily and I are now a couple, we’ve just made it public. Oh, and, she’s moved in with me.” He looked at Katherine as he said the last part, and her gaze – if possible – grew colder.

Mason, oblivious to the tension between his wife and son, lit up like a Christmas tree. “That’s wonderful news! I’m so happy for the two of you! Now you play sex games in the security of your own four walls without any of our workers walking in on you two.” He winked, before bursting into a fit of laughter at his own joke.

Adrian gave his father a flat look before shaking his head and looking back at his mother, who was still staring at me with a cold glare. “Aren’t you happy for me, mother?” Adrian asked, sarcasm lacing his question.

“Of course I am, honey,” Katherine replied, smiling tightly at the both of us. “You couldn’t be with a more suitable woman.”

“Katherine,” Mason said, making me turn to him in shock. This was the first time I’ve heard Mason Kingston be serious, and boy did he sound scary. “I don’t know what you have against Emily, but you’re taking it too far now. Adrian has chosen her - accept it.” He gave her a strict look.


Katherine’s gaze sliced through me as she went to look at her husband, before tightly nodding her head. “Of course,” she replied in a crisp tone, before taking her seat on our table. Adrian’s stiff posture relaxed slightly against my own, just as we returned to our own seats.

I turned around to start another conversation with Allen before I felt a warm breath on my ear.

“I’m starting to regret seating you next to Allen, Shortcake,” Adrian murmured.

I pushed him away before turning back to Allen. “How’s Lisa?” I asked, remembering the bubbly teenager who made surprisingly good coffee.

Allen rolled his eyes before his expression turned desperate. “Help me, Emily. She doesn’t shut up about that boy band. I don’t know what to do!” Allen gripped both my arms tightly and shook me, making me laugh.

“One Direction? Allen, she’s a teenager, what do you expect? Plus, they’re pretty cute. Especially the one with the curly hair… what’s his name again?” I asked, biting my lip curiously.

Allen gave me a flat look. “Harry Edward Styles. Born on the 1st of February, 1994,” he recited in a deadpan voice, making the volume of my laughter increase dramatically. Allen glared at me in an attempt to shut me up, but ended up laughing with me once I didn’t stop.

A loud bang erupted from beside me, abruptly cutting our laughter short.

“We’re leaving,” Adrian scowled, glaring down at me as he got up from his seated position.

“What? Why? This is your event!” Allen pointed out with a confused frown.