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Chapter Four

I hummed happily as I walked onto the floor for my shift the next day. Kara looked at me weird.

"Why are you so happy?" She asked.

I smirked at her.

"I went out with Julio last night and had a good time."

Kara smirked back at me.

"Back to Julio again?"

"Hey, I need to do SOMETHING with my time!"

We both started laughing. Our boss, Mrs. Gindlesburger walked out.

"Anita, may I see you in my office please?" Her voice was grim.

I shot Kara a look and followed Mrs Gindlesburger into her office and sat down.

"Is everything ok?" I asked bitting my bottom lip nervously.

She looked at me and hesitated.

"Mr. Carter has a special request...."

My eyes narrowed as soon as I heard his name. What did the creep want now? I looked at her waiting for what she had to say.

"He wants you to be like his private nurse." She blurted.

"Excuse me?"

"You are to work for him all hours you are due in the hospitle."

"I am not a nurse I am a candy stripper!"

"I know that."

"Then do something!"

She sighed.

"I can't."

I was stunned. Who was the guy and who did he think he was? How dare he order me to stay with him privately.

"Anita please." Pleadingly.

I had to think this was hard. Could I just quite? No way, I loved working at the hospitle too much just to give it up.

Slowly I let out my breath.

"I guess." I said reluctently.

"Oh thank you so much! You are a real angel."

I grinned at her weakly. Angels were't supposed to have urges to murder people were they?

I walked out of her office still stunned.

"Are you ok?" Kara asked.

"No!"

She looked surprised.

"That prick is making me be with him full time!"

Her jaw dropped.

"Well, good luck."

"Thanks, I'll need it."

I stormed into his room. He looked up.

"Hey...."

"YOU LITTLE PRICK! WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING MAKING ME BE YOUR PERSONAL SLAVE?!"

He slowly grinned thinking of what I said.

"Sex slave maybe."

I was shaking with rage. The next thing I knew it, my hand had smacked right across his face. I was stunned and so was he.

"I I'm sorry." I was slightly scared of what he would do.

"No, it was my fault. I was way out of line." He finally said.

I pulled a chair closer.

This is going to be long and hard, but I was ready for a challange.

a/n sorry its short ill try to make the next one longer